Super Zoo

The animal army led by the panda and the group of mandrills were confronting each other, unaware that two groups of people were approaching them from two different directions.

The attention of the two groups of animals was completely focused on a duel between the bosses of both sides.

Before the fight really started, the mandrill king was a little confused.

Having lived in the mountains for half a lifetime, the mandrill king had seen all kinds of powerful beasts. He was not really afraid of ordinary tigers and lions.

But the panda's routines were too deep, all routines!

As soon as Yingying appeared, she stood on one leg, followed by a set of strange-looking moves.

This set of "flowery boxing and embroidered legs" from the promotional video of the zoo's martial arts competition brought a lot of pressure to the mandrill king.

Fear comes from the unknown. The mandrill king was a little confused. Is this guy a panda? Or some other creature?

Looking at the opponent who stretched his legs, twisted his buttocks, and turned hollow somersaults, the mandrill king was completely dumbfounded.

As a wild beast, the Mandrill King had never seen such a flexible panda. When it comes to animals that imitate humans, primates are the undisputed number one in the world, but the black and white fat man in front of him is just a human in panda skin.

Before the fight started, the Mandrill King was a little confused, not knowing what kind of "thing" he was facing.

Entering the battle with this uneasy mentality, the Mandrill King's original momentum of winning immediately weakened. At the beginning, he was hit by Yingying's heart-piercing punch. Yingying's few fancy moves were really well-made. A wild beating that didn't follow the rules caught the Mandrill King off guard.

However, the real strength gap between the two sides was here after all. After being hit a few times, the Mandrill King quickly adjusted his state, and his sand bowl-sized fist smashed Yingying wildly. Yingying was not to be outdone, and her equally sharp claws were waving.

To the surprise of many animals, Yingying was surprisingly flexible and seemed to have sufficient fighting experience, especially the magical move of rolling with her head in her arms. Every time she could roll to the side like a big meatball under the powerful attack of the mandrill king, she could avoid the attack.

The fighting power of the panda itself should not be underestimated. A slap or a claw can also make the mandrill king suffer a big loss.

After fighting for more than ten minutes, the mandrill king and Yingying were both exhausted. Fighting was too physically demanding. Even the muscular mandrill king and Yingying, who had been trained in the zoo's martial arts competition, could not stand the high-intensity and non-stop fighting for more than ten minutes.

The panda leaned on a big rock, gasping for breath, and his tongue was sticking out; the two long arms of the mandrill king, as if they were dislocated, hung limply on both sides of the body and swayed, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

It looks like there will be no fight today, and we can only fight again tomorrow.

Both sides stopped fighting and returned to their own territory to rest.

But within a few hours, the animals heard a few crisp "pa pa pa" sounds from the hilltop occupied by the mandrills not far away!

Immediately afterwards, these sounds became more and more frequent, and the opposite mountain was like a frying pan, with the roars of the mandrills, and mandrills kept escaping from the mountain.

After being with humans for a long time, the two pandas quickly distinguished that the snapping sound seemed to be human weapons, guns.

The two pandas looked at each other. In the face of human modern weapons, the number and bravery of the mandrills could not play a big role.

Why can a small team with only dozens of animals at the beginning grow and become thousands of animals in a short period of time, sweeping across the Qinling area?

A spark can start a prairie fire.

Because from the beginning, the strategy of the two pandas was not to eliminate other animals, but to unite all forces that can be united, unite all species that can be united, and strengthen their own strength.

Although they had been fighting fiercely with the mandrills in the past few days, there was no fundamental conflict between the two sides. Compared with human hunters, the previous incident was at most an internal conflict among animals. In front of hunters, all animals had the same stance and were on the same front.

The two pandas made a decision at the same time to go and see what happened, maybe they could help.

As soon as they led the team to the foot of the mountain, they saw the mandrill king covered in blood, holding several small mandrills and fleeing from the forest in a panic, and several people were chasing after him with guns.

"Roar!" The mandrill king was shocked when he saw the pandas and their men blocking the road.

Are you in the same group with this group of humans?

You beasts... traitors!

...

Park Zhengyi didn't expect to find a mandrill king.

He insisted on taking the route to the mandrills’ habitat, mainly because he had a glimmer of hope that he could discover the mysterious power in his family’s legend. He did not expect to make money by catching a few ordinary mandrills, nor did he want to kill them deliberately.

He was a poacher, not a violent maniac. As long as the mandrills did not come to hinder him, there was no need to carry out meaningless killings.

But no one expected that there would be a mandrill king in the mandrill territory.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Ordinary mandrills are indeed not worth much, but the value of a mandrill king is completely different.

The three words "mandrill king" are not something that can be called casually. Even the most powerful patriarch of an ordinary mandrill tribe cannot be called the "mandrill king".

Strictly speaking, the King Mandrill is a variant of the Mandrill. This kind of Mandrill is far superior to other ordinary Mandrills in terms of size, strength and wisdom. It naturally has a dominant position in the Mandrill tribe.

The difference between the King Mandrill and the Mandrill is like the difference between the Queen Bee and the Bee. No matter how powerful the Bee is, it is just a big honey, not the Queen Bee.

There must be a Queen Bee in every group of bees, but the King Mandrill is extremely rare. Only when the Mandrill tribe reaches a certain scale can the King Mandrill be born, and this possibility is very low.

In ancient Korea and China, there are legends about mountain gods, which actually refer to the ‘King Mandrill’.

This rare big guy is said to have various magical effects of guarding the house, warding off evil spirits, and communicating with gods, and it is said to be very mysterious.

And unlike ordinary Mandrills, the King Mandrill can be tamed because of its high intelligence.

Just imagine, how majestic and overbearing it would be to keep a mountain god at home?

So in the international market, the price of a mandrill king is actually higher than that of a panda, because most wealthy local tyrants prefer to keep those mysterious and ferocious animals.

Although they didn't come for this group of mandrills, the situation was different after they found the mandrill king. It's like a group of thieves who were originally going to rob a house on the second floor. When they walked to the first floor, they found that the door was open, no one was at home, and there were wallets and laptops on the table. They would definitely take advantage of the situation and make a fortune first.

If the hostess was taking a bath, they would probably rob her...

The mandrill king that fell from the sky is a small mobile treasure house. Don't rob it if you don't want to!

Park Zhengyi didn't think twice and rushed to the mandrill king with a few men.

Several humans appeared in the territory of the mandrills, as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark night. No matter the sound or smell, the mandrills could not escape. Before they approached the king of mandrills, the surrounding mandrills on guard discovered these people.

"Roar!" A male mandrill squatting on a branch shouted a warning sound, and at the same time, jumped down from the branch and pounced on the nearest poacher.

The man raised his hand very skillfully, without aiming, he fired three shots, and then his body slightly tilted. The mandrill sentry who was shot in the air pounced on nothing and hit the ground with his head. Blood flowed from the muzzle of the gun and died after a few convulsions.

The warning sound and the gunshot alarmed other mandrills.

The king of mandrills was furious. Is there any justice in this world? He just dealt with a group of foreign animals, and then a few humans who came out of nowhere followed him. It was clear that he would not let him live a peaceful life!

Just one word, the King of Mandrills was really angry. He couldn't do anything to those animals, so what about a few humans? Although the weapons in their hands looked very powerful, there were only six of them after all. There were hundreds of mandrills here. Even the weakest young mandrills could cause fatal damage to humans.

If it were a group of poachers, the King of Mandrills' simplest judgment would have absolutely no problem.

But the group of people brought by Park Zhengyi were all masters, with rich experience in fighting animals in the wild. They cooperated with each other in a tacit understanding and formed a simple and effective defensive formation.

Although there were only six people and eight guns, the gunshots never stopped, and they kept almost the same frequency, knocking down the mandrills that rushed in front of them.

The black-faced man in the team, holding a double-barreled shotgun rifle, would shoot away any "slippery fish" that rushed in front of him.

This scene was like hundreds of years ago, when Indians rode horses, wielded spears, and rushed towards the colonists' positions full of muskets and artillery. There was no second possibility except a one-sided massacre.

The six people took turns to cover each other and replace ammunition. The brave mandrills were like waves hitting the reefs again and again. The waves were broken into powder, but the reefs remained motionless.

"Mr. Park, if we continue to fight like this, our ammunition will soon be insufficient." A black-faced man raised his hand and shot a mandrill through the eye, and changed the magazine skillfully, saying without looking back.

After all, Park Zhengyi's group was only here to poach, not to fight, so it was impossible for them to carry too much ammunition. In order to prevent accidents, Park Zhengyi had specially arranged for everyone to bring twice as much ammunition, but it could not withstand the current level of consumption.

There are hundreds of mandrills, and it takes three or four bullets to kill one on average. To wipe out this group, at least thousands of bullets are needed. How could these six people carry so many bullets?

Park Zhengyi shot with a blank expression and said calmly: "Keep shooting! They will collapse on their own!"

As expected by Park Zhengyi, after losing more than 30 mandrills, facing this "terrifying" force that had never been seen before, the mandrill group finally collapsed. No matter how smart the mandrill king was, he could not guess that the opponent's ammunition was insufficient. As long as a few dozen lives were added, the opponent would be exhausted.

Run! A large group of mandrills fled in all directions.

The mandrill king wanted to escape, but Park Zhengyi would not let it go!