The two baboons in the tree never expected King Kong to be so fierce. Caught off guard, they fell down, and before they could escape back up the tree, King Kong stomped them to death one by one.
"Squeak, squeak..."
Seeing that the number of their troop was dwindling, a strong male baboon finally gave the order to retreat. In an instant, the baboons, who had already been terrified by King Kong, grabbed tree branches and leaped into the depths of the forest.
Seeing that King Kong was about to chase after him, Zhuang Rui quickly called out, "King Kong, come back..."
"Awooo!" Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, King Kong turned around and roared at Zhuang Rui. His eyes, which had originally looked incredibly clear, were now somewhat red.
"Brother Zhuang, be careful, this guy's wild side has been unleashed..."
Seeing that the situation was not good, Peng Fei quickly grabbed his gun and stood in front of Zhuang Rui. No matter how human-like King Kong was, he was still a beast. If he really went berserk, he would definitely not recognize his own family.
"Alright, when King Kong wrestles with me, how could he ever beat me?"
Zhuang Rui casually pushed Peng Fei away, reached out his hand to Jin Gang, and at the same time, sent a wisp of spiritual energy from his eyes into Jin Gang's body.
"Ooh... Awooo..."
Under Zhuang Rui's spiritual soothing influence, the frenzied Vajra gradually calmed down, the bloodshot in its eyes disappeared, and it regained its former clarity.
However, animals and humans think differently. The blood and corpses scattered all over the ground that made Zhuang Rui want to vomit were, in King Kong's eyes, its spoils of war.
After circling the area, King Kong actually came to Zhuang Rui carrying two relatively intact baboon carcasses.
"Ugh, ugh..."
Zhuang Rui, who had been suppressing his nausea, could no longer hold it in and bent over to vomit. He knew that King Kong wanted him to roast baboon meat.
Although Zhuang Rui is also a foodie and enjoys eating strange and unusual things, he would never touch the carcass of a baboon, which is also a primate, no matter what.
Not to mention Zhuang Rui, even Peng Fei, who dares to eat rats, scorpions, centipedes, and cockroaches, felt a wave of acid reflux in his stomach. If he hadn't had more self-control than Zhuang Rui, he probably would have squatted down and vomited like Zhuang Rui.
"Give me some water..."
After vomiting for a while, Zhuang Rui straightened up by leaning against a big tree. He had just taken a sip of water that Peng Fei handed him when he smelled that bloody smell again and almost vomited again.
"Brother Zhuang, let's leave here first. The stench of blood in this place is too strong; some predators will probably be coming soon..."
Peng Fei originally wanted to say that there was danger, but looking at King Kong standing next to Zhuang Rui, he couldn't bring himself to say it. In this jungle, King Kong was definitely at the top of the food chain, and any beast was nothing but trash in front of it.
"Go, go, hurry up!" Upon hearing Peng Fei's words, Zhuang Rui, not knowing where the strength came from, grabbed the backpack that was stained with blood that he had just thrown away, and pulled Jin Gang along as they ran into the depths of the jungle.
Peng Fei followed closely behind Zhuang Rui and Jin Gang. He didn't want to stay in this place for even a second longer. This scene, resembling a Shura Palace, was not something an ordinary person could endure.
After running for four or five miles, Zhuang Rui finally stopped, threw down his backpack, leaned against a tree, and panted heavily. He wasn't tired, but he was still disgusted by what had just happened.
“King Kong, you mustn’t kill like this again. Just drive them away. This is the behavior of wild beasts…”
As Zhuang Rui finished speaking, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head repeatedly.
King Kong... he was a wild beast after all. It seems that after spending so much time with them, I really started to treat these companions as humans. Little did I know that there was still a wild nature in their bones and blood.
After Peng Fei caught up, Zhuang Rui asked, "Peng Fei, won't King Kong's actions lead to the extinction of this baboon tribe?"
The tragic scene he had just witnessed made Zhuang Rui feel genuine pity for the baboons. Although it is true that survival of the fittest exists, King Kong had already exceeded the rules set by nature. Zhuang Rui's spiritual energy made him far superior to his kind in both intelligence and strength.
If carnivorous beasts were to have a grand competition, King Kong would undoubtedly be the champion. With its immense strength, it could even tear apart prehistoric crocodiles that were over seven or eight meters long.
Hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei shook his head and said, "It's alright, Brother Zhuang. Those baboons will definitely join other groups. As for the corpses, they'll probably be gone before nightfall..."
Peng Fei's words made Zhuang Rui realize for the first time that he was in a primeval forest full of dangers. If it weren't for King Kong, the baboons would probably have targeted him and Peng Fei instead.
"Let's go. We've been missing for most of the day, and the people outside must be going crazy with worry..."
Zhuang Rui glanced at his watch, stood up, and said, "We need to find the gorillas' habitat as soon as possible and get out of this hellhole. Damn it, Africa is no place for humans..."
After this incident, Zhuang Rui had absolutely no good feelings towards Africa. Once he left the forest, he decided to leave immediately, since there was nothing else in the mining area that required his attention. ...
Two hours after Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei left the place where Jin Gang had started the killing spree, a group of more than ten people arrived there.
"Stop, something's not right..."
About 50 or 60 meters away from the scene of the killing, a person walking about 20 or 30 meters ahead suddenly stopped and raised his right fist high.
Upon seeing the gesture, the group following behind the man immediately scattered and hid. Some lay down on the ground, while others hid behind large trees.
Everyone placed their hands on the chamber of the gun, very slowly pushing the bullets into the chamber, and then gently putting them back in. These well-trained men alerted the enemy with the sound of the gun being cocked.
"Israel, what's going on? Why did we stop?"
This team was an expedition temporarily formed from terrorists, and Israel, who was leading the way, was Markram's best scout. His intuition had saved these people's lives more than once on the battlefield.
"Ram, I smell blood, a very strong smell of blood. Something must have happened up ahead..."
As Israel spoke, he sniffed hard; the pungent smell was exactly the same as the liquid that spurted out when he cut his enemy's neck—blood…it must be the smell of blood. "Tate, Garnett, you two go with Israel to check ahead, be careful…"
While Markram may be relatively simple-minded when dealing with other matters, he possesses a unique talent for combat.
After hearing Israel's words through the earpiece, he raised his right hand, his little finger and thumb spread apart. The two people behind him immediately stood up, crouching low, and moved from two directions to Israel's side.
"Oh my God!" "God, am I seeing things?"
"Damn, is this... is this Godzilla from the forest?"
About four or five minutes later, all the members of the "expedition team" heard the voices of several people ahead through their earpieces. These words contained shock and a hint of fear.
"Israel, what exactly happened?"
Markram pressed on over the radio, saying that composure was an essential quality for an excellent scout, and that what could surprise Israel must be more than that.
"Lamu, I can't explain it clearly, but it seems like a troop of baboons was slaughtered. You'll see when you come..."
Before Israel and his companions lay a pool of blood, its color now slightly darker, and the ground littered with baboon carcasses. Not far away, three jungle leopards with yellow and white stripes were growling at Israel, as if protesting that he had disturbed their dinner.
Chapter 1254 One Night in the Forest
Within an area of about ten meters in radius, there were scattered limbs and broken arms covered in yellow fur. The baboons, with their mouths wide open and teeth showing, had no life in their eyes and had already stopped breathing.
The withered branches, rotten leaves, and soil on the ground were mixed with bloodstains, making it feel sticky underfoot. The strong smell of blood hit the nose. This scene of carnage made even Israel and the others, whose hands were covered in blood, feel nauseous and their stomachs churned.
"Ugh... ugh..."
After David and the others arrived from behind, they couldn't help but vomit. Vomiting is contagious, and the few who were trying to suppress their nausea all leaned against a big tree and started gagging.
"What...what's going on? Could it be...there's a monster in this jungle?"
After a long while, David and the others straightened up, their faces pale, and looked around at the dark forest with fear in their eyes.
Anyone who saw this scene would probably find it difficult to remain calm.
If these baboons had been shot, they might not have been afraid. However, no gunshot marks were found at the scene, meaning that the corpses on this ground were all killed by some unknown "creature".
"Meow... Waaah..."
Just as David and the others were filled with suspicion, the three jungle leopards not far away grew impatient and growled, warning the group that the corpses on the ground were their prey.
"Da...da da, da da da!" The members of the "adventure team," who were already under extreme tension, fired a burst of bullets upon hearing the jungle leopard's growl. Moreover, it wasn't just one person who pulled the trigger; at least four or five thugs pointed their guns at the jungle leopard.
These three leopards, who were just looking for food, suffered a terrible fate. No matter how fast they were, they couldn't outrun bullets. After a burst of gunfire, three more leopard corpses lay on the ground.
"Stop! What the hell are you trying to do? Are you trying to lure that monster here?"
Before the gunfire had completely stopped, Markram kicked the person next to him who had fired the shot into the bloody water. Even someone as strong as Markram couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine at the sight of this unknown and terrifying creature.
"Quickly, check the tracks on the ground and get out of here immediately..."
Ignoring the filth all over the ground, Markram, wearing his mountain boots, stepped into the blood to examine it. But upon closer inspection, Markram's expression relaxed considerably.
Although David was ruthless, the number of people he killed was nothing compared to Markram's, and he was much less adaptable to this kind of situation. Standing more than 10 meters away, he shouted, "Markram, what's going on? What kind of monster is it?"
"Judging from the footprints left on the ground, it should be... a gorilla, but God, how can there be such a big gorilla on this planet? Could King Kong really exist?"
Although the scene of King Kong's killing had been destroyed by later animals, its enormous footprints were clearly visible. The footprints, which were four or five times the size of an adult's foot, left Markram somewhat stunned.
“David, here’s a tuft of gorilla hair, it’s red…”
"This baboon has gorilla hair in its paws, that's right, it's a gorilla..."
The other bandits who inspected the scene also found traces left by King Kong. Through the long, thin red hairs, they could easily identify the species of the creature.
"Oh, it's a gorilla. I thought it was some kind of monster..."
"Exactly, of course it takes gorillas no effort to kill these little baboons..."
"If we could capture this gorilla, it would be a pretty good trophy. How big is this gorilla?"
No matter who they are, they are always afraid of the unknown. After figuring out who committed the murder, the group of thugs relaxed.
Even if gorillas are incredibly strong, they are still living creatures; they can't be invulnerable to bullets and blades, can they? With their firepower, they could be easily hunted down.
"Be careful, don't let your guard down. This gorilla could easily tear any one of you to pieces; those baboons are the best example..."
Markram's words caused the previously relaxed thugs to change their expressions. Yes, they could indeed kill the gorilla, but the gorilla would probably take a few of them down with it before it died.
"Lamu, shall we go further in?"
To be honest, the bloody scene before him made David, who had initially suggested finding the treasure, back down. Although he had spent most of his life in prison for all sorts of evil deeds, this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it.
After mentally simulating the scene of the ferocious gorilla grabbing the baboon and tearing it in half, David felt cold sweat dripping down his back. If it were a human, they would have been torn in two right from the anus.
What are mountains of gold, silver, diamonds, and jewels compared to the life at stake? So David considered returning to the village. Although life there was dull and boring, it was secluded and safe.
"Let's go, of course we have to go! We're less than 80 kilometers from here to the treasure location on the map. We can get there in three days. We absolutely have to go..."
David definitely has the potential to be a modern-day charlatan. In just half a day, he successfully brainwashed this group of simple-minded guys. As Markram spoke, he had already identified the marker at the end of the map as the location of the treasure.
Although he was afraid of the gorilla, the modern weapons in his hands gave Markram boundless confidence.
As the saying goes, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can be taken down with a single shot. Markram once used a Desert Eagle to blow the head off an elite boxing champion from a Siberian training camp. He had never seen an Earth creature that a bullet could not penetrate.
"But...but..."
David muttered a few words, clearly unwilling to go any further. He now hated his own foul mouth for having to fabricate a lie about a treasure.
Markram was quite concerned about his leader, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "David, how about I have two of my brothers take you back first?"
David glanced at the dark forest, shivered, and said, "This... let's forget it. How can I not be with my brothers?"
Following this heavily armed team might not pose any danger, but David had no idea what kind of monsters awaited him on the way back with just two or three people.
"Ram, we've found gorilla footprints here. Shall we go after them?"
After figuring out what had happened, the bandits became bolder. The traces left by King Kong were very obvious, and after a search, they quickly found the grass that King Kong had trampled.