In the blink of an eye, the leopard that looked like a fat cat or a fat cat that looked like a leopard suddenly sped up and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang like lightning. Zhang Xiaoqiang tightened his fingers and released the trigger. The crossbow arrow flew out.
Then in a blur, a huge force knocked him out. He rolled on the ground a few times to get rid of the remaining force and got up.
The leopard was seven or eight meters away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, facing it. A steel crossbow arrow was nailed into its shoulder blade. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the sniper crossbow and picked up the spear to deal with it. There was a numbing pain in his right shoulder. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye. The clothes on his right shoulder had been torn to pieces. Three deep wounds were five or six centimeters long.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about the wound anymore. His eyes stared at the leopard. If the crossbow arrow hadn't hit it and forced it to move out of shape, his throat would have been bitten off by now.
The leopard lowered its head and walked around him in a circle with light and agile steps. There was a "gulu gulu" sound coming from its throat.
The scarlet eyes searched for Zhang Xiaoqiang's flaws so that it could deliver a fatal blow at any time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was still facing it. In this tense confrontation, he didn't know the passage of time. He also didn't care about the pain in his wound.
Finally, it could not help but pounce towards him. After countless of practice, it was finally put to use. The spearhead pierced towards its head at lightning speed. At the same time, its head tilted to the side, and the spearhead pierced through its ear to its back, drawing a line of blood on its fur. Zhang Xiao Qiang was also knocked to the ground by the force of the impact.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned over and faced upwards. Before he could get up, the leopard had already rushed towards him. He held the spear with both hands and pointed it at the leopard in the air, waiting for it to hit him.
The leopard had already pounced in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang and was about to be pierced by the spear. Unexpectedly, the leopard nimbly changed its body in midair and pounced over Zhang Xiaoqiang's head. The spear tip only lightly swept the leopard's hind legs.
Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately faced the leopard and stood up. The leopard took advantage of his unsteady footing and rushed towards him. This time, the leopard did not jump into the air to kill him. Instead, it lowered its body and rushed towards his thigh.
It could only be said that the leopard's battle intuition was too sharp. It avoided several assassination attempts, and every time it could find a flaw to attack him.
In the blink of an eye, the leopard rushed to the front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Kill!"
This shout did not come from his throat, but from Zhang Xiaoqiang's chest. With all of his energy, Qi, and spirit, he fiercely stabbed the leopard's head with the spear in his hand.
Just like before, at the last moment of the stab, the leopard shook its head and the spear once again slashed across the fur on its back. Zhang Xiaoqiang was also hit by the leopard's tail and fell to the ground. His two calves were in so much pain that they felt like they were about to break. He did not have time to check if his leg bones were broken or not. He only raised his spear towards the leopard. Sure enough, the leopard took advantage of him falling to the ground and quickly rushed over. Its eyes were fixed on his throat!
Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his spear like before and pointed it at the leopard's head. However, at the moment of collision, the leopard dodged to the side. It did not want to suffer any more losses.
Zhang Xiaoqiang climbed up and faced the leopard just like before. His burning and swollen shoulders and his fractured calves were constantly torturing his nerves. In the cold winter, sweat kept dripping from his cheeks.
He could not care about anything else. In his eyes, there was only the monster that looked like a cat and a leopard. Even a tiger could not be so strong!
The crossbow arrow on the shoulder blade seemed to be stimulating the leopard's pain nerves. The leopard became more and more irritated. Its scarlet eyes were flashing with hatred, cruelty, and hatred towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang was surprised by its human-like eyes!
The confrontation continued. To Zhang Xiaoqiang, it was like a dog trying to bite a hedgehog. It could be injured at any time. To it, Zhang Xiaoqiang was like a chicken feather blanket hitting a rabbit. It could not catch up and could not hit.
In this situation, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a headache. He could not win and he could not escape. He did not even dare to move casually. He was afraid that his flaws would be found. He looked for the sniper crossbow with the corner of his eye.
"No …" Zhang Xiaoqiang and the leopard fought for a few rounds. The battlefield was getting further and further away from his backpack. There was no hope of using the sniper crossbow to scare it away!
Now he could only hope that it would leave by itself.
The leopard did not know how many times it had circled around Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not know how long he had been facing the leopard. Now his whole body was sore and weak. He only had a strong will in his heart.
The leopard's eyes became more and more dangerous. The leopard also became more and more anxious. Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt that he could not hold on any longer.
"If you want to fight, fight earlier. If you want to get lost, get lost. Don't be so annoying!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed in his heart. At this time, the leopard's patience had also reached its limit. Seeing that it could not do anything to Zhang Xiaoqiang, it was angry!
"Awooo …" The leopard let out a low roar. Although in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears, it was similar to the sound of the fat cat across the street.
But why did this scene feel so familiar?
The leopard began to breathe. At this time, in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind, the big dog's movements and the leopard's movements began to overlap.
"F * ck f * ck f * ck …" Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed. He threw away the iron spear that he would not let go no matter what. He held his head with both hands and rolled on the ground. He did not think about anything. He did not have time to think about anything. He just desperately rolled on the ground!
A scorching flame sprayed from behind him. Fortunately, it did not last long. He had already reached the edge of the fire.
Other than a lot of his hair being burned, there were only a few burns on his face. He then rolled on the ground a few times to put out the flames on his clothes.
After the leopard spat out the flame, it was somewhat dispirited. When it saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have an iron spear in his hand, it quickly pounced towards him.
Seeing the leopard pounce towards him, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the tiger fang military knife. He squinted his eyes and calculated the distance.
Close!
Even closer!
Just five or six meters away, the leopard's hind legs fiercely stomped on the ground. Then, it soared into the air and pounced towards him. Just before it bit into Zhang Xiaoqiang, he followed his usual assassination posture and lunged forward. He lowered his body and held the military knife in his right hand. The blade rushed forward with the tip facing up. His left hand supported the back of the knife and the blade tilted forward. A wave of resistance passed from the tip of the knife to the edge of the knife and then to his wrist. Then, the knife tip disappeared.
The leopard landed lightly behind him and turned around to look at him.
In the next moment, all kinds of internal organs fell out from the leopard's chest and fell to the ground with a "hua li" sound.
The leopard walked three or four steps towards Zhang Xiaoqiang before falling to the ground and twitching.
"Hu …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a deep breath.
He walked in front of the leopard and looked at it. But no matter how he looked, the leopard looked like the fat cat that Zhang Xiaoqiang released from the kitchen of his neighbor's house two months ago. Zhang Xiaoqiang still remembered that it looked at him before it left the house.
"Could it be that after the cat mutated, it grew this big?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang kicked it again. "Ungrateful guy, if I knew this earlier, I would have let you starve to death in the kitchen!"
The saber had slit its throat all the way to its anus, leaving a bloody mess on the ground.
"Serves you right!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to pick up his iron spear. Today, he relied on it to save his life.
"F * ck f * ck f * ck!
@ #% …%&& &% … "Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the iron spear and cursed the dead cat. The wooden handle of the triangular file was burned into coke. The galvanized water pipe was burned red and slightly deformed.
How could he not be angry when his lifeblood was messed up like this?
Zhang Xiao Qiang pulled out his military knife and was about to slice the dead cat into 8 pieces. One slash, two slashes, he kept stabbing the corpse. Suddenly, he stabbed something hard, causing his arm to go numb. "It's not bones?"
He cut it open, and an irregular triangular object appeared. It was about the size of a fist. He picked it up, and it was covered with blood. He really couldn't tell what it was, but it felt very hard.
"Cats also have stones?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the iron spear that was still a little hot. He carried his backpack and MP9, and brought the unknown cat stone back home. He closed the anti-theft iron door, and the stubbornness in his heart dissipated. He felt the strength in his body disappear, and the feeling of fainting followed. He used the last bit of strength and consciousness to walk to the bedside, and then he didn't know anything.