Meow Ba

Chapter 317 Daddy Bear
The female bear in the photo is Third Senior Sister Meimei—although other female bears can occasionally give birth to two cubs in hibernation, but based on the size comparison between the cubs and the female bear, Ron can be sure that the female bear in the photo is three Sister Meimei.

Well, this photo is a lot of fun.

Third Senior Sister Meimei's physique is two sizes larger than that of ordinary male bears, she can be in the same frame as her without appearing small, so naturally her physique cannot be lost to her.

In other words, somewhere in Yellowstone National Park, there is still a huge male bear, and based on the intimate appearance of the two bears in the photo, it is very likely that this huge male bear is the spouse of Third Senior Sister Meimei!
So what happened so that only one of Third Senior Sister Meimei's two cubs remained?
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"Bell, follow!"

"Come on, Richard!"

It was getting light, and when Ron was still resting on the sofa in the lobby of the lodge, the poaching duo who had been teased by him and snatched away the fat roasted hare finally came near Yellowstone Lake.

They did not drive to the lodge, but, as before, they chose a windproof area to put down their luggage, set up a tent, and lit a bonfire.

"I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Only compressed biscuits and canned luncheon meat."

"Let's eat now~"

After setting up the tent, Richard took out a small pot from his luggage, took water from Yellowstone Lake, and when the water boiled, he broke the compressed biscuits into pieces, added some chopped luncheon meat, and boiled it into a pot of mush.

Naturally, the taste of the food processed in this way was not much better, but Bell and Richard, who were already used to it, poured their own portion down their throats without frowning.

Then, nestled in the same tent, Richard took out a photo from his arms, which was the one that Ron had just seen on TV.

"Bell, come and see."

"That's the goal this time."

"A male bear?"

Leaning his head over, Bell looked at the photo, wiped his gun, and raised his head to ask.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a male bear or a female bear~"

"Actually, the buyer has already said that it would be even better if we can get bear cubs~'

In addition to the local tyrants in the Middle East who like to raise camels, leopards, tigers, etc., some local tyrants in North America like to raise bears-apparently an unknown local tyrant saw this photo from nowhere and was immediately taken by the two giants in the photo. The majestic posture of the bear was attracted.

However, compared to giant bears that have grown up and are not easy to tame, bear cubs are the favorite of this local tycoon. After all, they have the genes of their parents. As long as they are well nourished, bear cubs are very likely to grow to the same size as their parents.

Moreover, after being domesticated since childhood, the grown giant bear is more obedient and will not be as wild as its parents.

"sure?"

"These two bears are not small."

"I follow you to make money, not to feed the bears."

"And, last time you were teased by a jaguar cub."

Bell and Richard have cooperated many times, and sent many local tyrants the prey they wanted - but last time, when they were about to capture a jaguar, they were teased by the jaguar, not only did they fail to catch , but lost dinner.

Speaking of it, both Bell and Richard feel strange until now-most wild beasts hate the bright and hot flames, but the jaguar cub I met last time, after Richard checked On the plum blossom footprints near the campfire, he didn't hesitate at all, as if he was facing something he was most familiar with.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it was just an accident."

"The reward this time is very generous."

Reassuring Bell, Richard gestured a number with his fingers, which immediately lifted Bell's mood—it was a number that allowed the American middle class to live a good life for ten years.

In other words, as long as this vote is done perfectly, both Bell and Richard can comfortably put down their guns and take a good rest for a few years.

"Well, I shouldn't have doubted you, Richard."

"Of course, we've always been good friends."

"Sleep well, and when we wake up, we will find our prey."

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"Meow~"

sleep well~
Stretching his lower back from the sofa, Ron took advantage of the fact that there were not many tourists in the lobby, meowing and selling cute for a while, and managed to get a bunch of food - of course, these foods can only be eaten on the spot, not take away.

After eating, Ron ran out of the lodge in satisfaction and stood by the lake not far from the cat's nest.

Ever since the crouching tiger pile has become an instinct, and it has been circulating in the body, Ron has not contacted the crouching tiger pile for a long time. However, since he came to Yellowstone National Park, Ron feels the need to review it again.

Stand still, separate the limbs, droop the tail, lower the head, relax the body, and move the blood...

Immediately a warm current began to flow in the body - natural flow and active transport are two different concepts, if the natural flow of heat is like a stream, gurgling continuously, moistening things silently, then the active transport of qi and blood is like The torrential river, every time it turns a position, there will be huge waves, and the shock will not stop.

"roar~"

After standing for less than half an hour, the roiling warm current made Ron's whole body hot, and he immediately guided this warm current into the muscles all over his body, making the muscle fibers stronger and full of explosive power.

After another half an hour, Ron felt that his muscles were full of strength. He couldn't bear it any longer. He opened his mouth and let out a low growl—this growl shot three meters straight from Ron's mouth with white mist in it. No matter how far away, the rolling shocks startled a large group of waterfowl along the surface of the lake, and passed to the distance.

"Quack~"

Brother, it's so early~
There was the sound of wings flapping from behind, and Ron stopped his efforts and stood up and looked behind him. A huge bald eagle flew over his head, then dipped its claws into the water, and grabbed a fat trout.

But this time, Lao Bai didn't catch a fish and go ashore for a delicious meal. Instead, he flew to Ron and dropped the trout, and then flew to the lake.

"Wow~"

"Whoa~"

There was a continuous sound of water, and Lao Bai's sharp claws swung continuously, and he caught a dozen fat trout before counting. Ron knew that these were the food that Lao Bai used to entertain the third senior sister Meimei's family.

Since the third senior sister has already said it, she will definitely show up with the cubs later.

"Roar!~"

Thank you, Xiaobai~
Sure enough, shortly after Lao Bai picked up the trout, the beautiful cry of the third senior sister came from the woods—just like yesterday, with the little brat, the third senior sister walked up to Ron with her huge body shaking, lowered her head and bit the trout. A trout, gobble it up.

And the cub, following his mother's example, bit a trout's tail.

Fatty Trout, however, disagreed.

(End of this chapter)