C9 Kill the Black Bear

White ignored Ivy who was lying on the ground and stared at the black bear that had crawled up from the ground five meters away. If a grenade launcher was useless against the black bear, then his hunting rifle would be useless. Right now, his only weapon was his powerful strength. A punch could exert 1000 kilograms of strength. Coupled with a sharp dagger, it was enough to break through the defense of an F-class demonic beast. There was even less of a need to mention an ordinary G-class magical beast.

White roared and rushed toward the black bear. He gathered his strength on his right fist, which was the right fist that could once break a truck.

White gathered all the strength in his body and wanted to break the nose bone of the black bear with one punch, but when he was still one step away from the black bear, the black bear waved its huge bear paw at White.

"Bang!"

White felt as if his body had been hit by a train and he was sent flying. With a bang, he crashed into a big tree and bounced onto the ground.

"Puff!" He spat out a mouthful of blood. White struggled to stand up and prepared to continue fighting the black bear.

But he saw Morgan's figure jump down from a tree branch and land on the black bear's head. One of his hands grabbed the mane on the black bear's head while the other held a pistol and stabbed it into the right eye of the black bear. After hunting with White for so long, he naturally knew that the weakness of all the magical beasts was their eyes. If he could pierce through the thin skull behind the sword, he would definitely kill the magical beasts.

Then there was a "bang" sound of a gunshot.

The black bear felt pain and roared towards the sky.

Morgan cursed, "Damn it, you actually dared to injure Uncle White. Go to hell!" As Morgan cursed, he kept firing. The revolver in Morgan's hand quickly ran out of six bullets!

Although the G-class black bear's hide had the power to defend against a howitzer, its eyes were still its weakest point. After six gunshots, a lot of black and red blood had already flowed out of its right eye socket.

However, the black bear didn't fall to the ground as Morgan had expected. Instead, it stood up and kept roaring. It shook its head and tried to throw Morgan off its head.

At this moment, the entire Viper Squad was shocked by the actions of the child in front of them. They opened their eyes wide and focused all their attention on Morgan. Although Morgan hadn't killed the black bear yet, he had managed to injure it. This was already something that the proud members of the Viper Squad could not do.

Morgan grabbed the black bear's mane tightly, not wanting to be thrown off.

White, who was not far away, looked at Morgan, who was in danger, and shouted, "Morgan, catch!" After saying that, White threw the thick hunting rifle in his hand to Morgan.

Morgan casually threw away the revolver in his hand and caught White's even stronger hunting rifle.

Then, his clear eyes flashed with cold killing intent once again. Morgan held the thick hunting rifle with both hands and shouted loudly. Then he fiercely stabbed the hunting rifle into the black bear's blind eyes and pulled the trigger.

With a "bang" sound, a powerful flame sprayed out of the barrel of the hunting rifle!

The huge black bear's body suddenly softened, as if it had lost all of its strength in an instant. It stopped moving, then its body began to lean forward, and it fell to the ground with a loud bang, and stopped breathing.

Red and white liquid flowed out of its right eye socket.

It was obvious that Morgan had used the hunting rifle to blast open the black bear's skull. He had killed the Class G Magical Beast.

Morgan sat on the black bear's neck with a blank expression, and then cold sweat trickled down his back. At this moment, he was truly afraid.

The jungle became quiet, so quiet that one could hear Morgan's heavy breathing.

Morgan was still tightly holding onto the black bear's mane. It wasn't that he didn't want to let go, but he found that because of his excessive nervousness, Morgan's left hand couldn't relax at this moment.

Apart from Morgan, everyone else present looked at Morgan as if they were looking at a little monster. The black bear that even White, the entire Viper Squad, and the powerful "Free Hunter," failed to kill was actually killed by this seemingly weak young man.

"He killed the black bear!"

"He killed a G-class demonic beast!"

"This is unbelievable!"

"Who is this young man?"

"I heard that he is the son that Old White picked up!"

The Viper Squad discussed as they approached the black bear that was still slowly bleeding. They looked at the huge black bear with fear in their hearts. White held his chest and also walked over. There was a surprised smile on his face. He walked in front of Morgan and said with a smile, "Stinking brat, you did well. You are my child, White!"

Morgan forced out a smile, "Hehe, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"No. On the contrary, I am proud of you!"

The sexy Ivy walked in front of Morgan. Just now, she was too busy running for her life that she didn't see Morgan's face clearly. But now, when she looked at Morgan carefully, she found that Morgan was so handsome! Especially his black bangs that were about to cover his eyes. And the unruly expression that belonged to someone his age. It deeply fascinated Ivy.

Ivycius smiled. "Little guy, thank you!"

Morgan had to admit that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And Morgan's gaze fell on Ivy's exposed chest. That bulging white skin made Morgan's pale face from the shock. He blushed a little, but he still stubbornly said, "Don't call me "little guy," I am an adult!"

After Ivy heard this, she chuckled and said, "Alright, you little adult, we all have to thank you. You saved all of us!"

Morgan threw the shotgun in his hand to White and jumped off the black bear's body. "If you want to thank me, quickly find my gun and throw it there! If I lose this gun, Big Tree will scold me to death. "

Ivy made a gesture and the few warriors from the Viper Squad scattered to look for Morgan's small pistol.

Cook carried the Browning Machine Gun and stood beside White. "The child you picked up really has some ability!"

"Hehe, this might be a gift from the heavens!" As he spoke, Old White took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and took one out for Cook. Then he lit one himself. His chest still hurt, but it was much better than before.

"Hmm, is your daughter still in good health?"

"Her condition has worsened. I am preparing the money to send her to a big city to see a doctor!" White couldn't help but feel a little sad when he mentioned his daughter.

"You need a lot of money, right?"

"En, it needs a lot of money!" Old White spat out a mouthful of smoke sadly.

"Just join our Viper. We will think of a way for you!"

White shook his head: "I'm used to being free by myself. I think it's better not to!"

"For your daughter, why don't you think about it again?"

White frowned. He looked not far away. Morgan had already found his revolver. He threw out the drum and changed the bullets. He said to Cook, "With this child with me, I believe that we will be able to earn enough money to treat Alice very quickly!"

"However, even if you don't join us, I still have to thank you. You just saved our lives!"

"If you want to thank someone, you should go and thank Morgan. The one who really saved you is him!" After that, White walked in front of the huge black bear. He knew the value of the black bear. He tried to lift the black bear up, but after trying a few times, he did not succeed. This black bear was really too heavy. It was around 2,000 kilograms in weight.

Fortunately, there were still the warriors of the Viper Squad. They worked together to lift the black bear out of the forest, then threw it on the war chariot and slowly walked into the protection area.

Old White did not have the intention of hogging the black bear alone. He discussed with Ivy about splitting it 50-50. After all, without the Viper Squad's war chariot, it would be impossible for Old White to bring the entire black bear back to the No. 64 protective zone.

Morgan walked at the back of the team. Ivy couldn't help but turn her head to look at this young man a few times. Her eyes revealed an inexplicable expression.