C1287 Fishing
C1287 Fishing
Yang Lieh clenched his fist, and said: "To establish the new order, and the new pattern, it is not necessary to suppress the Yang Family. Since it is not possible to deal with Yang Chen face to face, it is possible to make some trouble with him."
Glimmers danced in Luo Cuishan's eyes as she smiled and said, "Little lame, can I ask you to promise me one thing?"
"Speak."
"Tonight, you must go and control Ning Xin and Ning De. Can Ning Guangyao let me and Guodong deal with him? Don't worry, we will definitely leave him with a complete body. It won't affect your eating him." Luo Cuishan's eyes burned with venomous flames.
Yang Lieh turned around and jokingly said, "As long as his brain isn't bad and he has some physical disabilities, I can fix them after I eat him. You can release your anger on him without a second thought. "
Luo Cuishan immediately rushed forward excitedly and hugged Yang Lieh, kissing him on the cheek a few times. "I knew Little Cripple would treat me the best!"
Yang Lieh sneered, "In any case, it's just a prepared corpse, there's no harm in giving it to you."
"..."
Night fell. Yang Family backyard.
On the bed in Yang Chen's and Lin Ruoxi's bedroom, Lanlan, who wore cotton blue spots on her pajamas and pajamas, looked like a fresh white milk bag after a hot bath.
Lin Ruoxi was lying on the side of the bed. She gently caressed her daughter's back with one hand and supported her head with the other. She looked at Yang Chen with a playful smile.
Yang Chen sat cross-legged on the opposite side, staring at Lanlan with wide eyes. He scratched his head and cursed Yang Gongming a few hundred times. What kind of stupid idea was this!?
Blinking her large eyes in anticipation, Lanlan asked, "Father, have you not thought it through yet? It's an interesting story that Lanlan wants to hear."
"I say, little fat girl, you ate four lamb legs at night. Don't you feel full and want to sleep?" Yang Chen asked eagerly.
Lanlan shook her head like a rattle drum. "Lanlan isn't sleepy. Lanlan isn't full yet. She doesn't want to sleep!"
Not full yet?
Yang Chen regretted eating the rest of the sheep and not leaving it for the little guy.
Yang Chen touched his chin, then forced a smile and said, "How about your mom tell you one first?"
"I told your daughter quite a bit already. I also told her in Zhong Hai that today is your special day as a father." Lin Ruoxi directly threw her bag back.
Yang Chen's face jumped. He looked at his daughter, who was full of expectations, but couldn't bear to disappoint her.
Once again, he made Yang Chen realize that as a father, money and power were not enough, and he still had to be able to tell stories. Was this easy?
Yang Chen had never read any fairy tales before. The children's stories he had heard when he was young were also fragmented. Moreover, Lanlan probably didn't like those stories either. After thinking it over, he could only tell her his own experiences.
"How about I tell you a story about how Daddy worked hard to survive in the wolf pack's territory in Alaska when he was a kid?"
"Where is Alaska in America?" Lanlan asked.
"It's a very distant place. It's very cold there, and there's snow everywhere. There's nothing to eat. If a normal person gets lost in the wilderness, it's very easy for him to die," Yang Chen replied.
Lanlan blinked. "What is a wolf pack territory?"
"That's the forty to fifty strong Snow Wolves that eat Red Riding Hood. Their hunting range is over a thousand square kilometers!"
"So many big gray wolves want to catch you and eat you?"
"Yeah, but there are other kids about Dad's age, but they're around eleven or twelve."
"Oh!" Lanlan had already become interested and nodded her head vigorously.
Thinking for a moment, Yang Chen suspected that the kid couldn't understand how big the area was, so he asked, "Does Lanlan know how big a square kilometer is?"
Lanlan quickly replied seriously, "It is indeed very big! Very big! It's really big! "
"Puchi!"
Lin Ruoxi, who was lying on the floor, couldn't hold back her laughter. She really wanted to laugh when she saw Yang Chen's conflicted expression.
Yang Chen pretended to cough twice and said, "Little friend Lin Ruoxi, you should be more serious too. The parents are telling stories, so focus on listening to them."
Lin Ruoxi held back her laughter and nodded. "Hurry up and tell me. I also want to hear it."
Yang Chen shifted his body and moved his legs a little more comfortably. After organizing his thoughts, his eyes revealed some distant thoughts.
"Now that I think about it, my survival is still a miracle …"
"..."
North of Alaska, the Brooks Mountains.
The deep blue sky, the winding snow-capped mountains, and the criss-crossing black and white depicted a magnificent natural scenery.
However, the experts and scholars who were familiar with this place all knew that this was the abyss of death!
The barren land welcomed its coldest winter. Even in the lowlands, the temperature was close to -10 degrees Celsius.
As the altitude rose, it was not unusual for some places to reach a temperature of -10 degrees Celsius. There were even some hidden underground rivers that formed a hole in the ground. The cold air made people even more intimidating!
This was a no-man's-land in Alaska. Occasionally, there would be explorers passing by, but they would not dare to linger here. This was because, in addition to a few deer herds, there were also a large number of wolves!
Above a glacier, a thick layer of ice was formed, allowing humans and animals to easily pass through it.
At this moment, a figure dressed in black leather and wrapped in a layer of beast fur walked over from the other side of the river.
It was a white-haired teenager with freckles on his face. He looked to be around eleven to twelve years old, but his eyes were filled with an unfathomable coldness, gloominess, and caution.
The youth breathed in the white mist, his gaze sweeping across the entire layer of ice as if he was on guard against something. When he was sure that there was nothing special around, he walked towards the center of the river.
To get from this hinterland to the end of the harbor, he had to cross the river and cross the mountains.
The young man walked carefully, listening in all directions. He held a military dagger in his hand, ready to fight at any time.
Due to the small friction from the ice, if he encountered a long-range attack or a pack of wolves that attacked him, he would be at a great disadvantage!
In this survival training of the Cold Wasteland, those who came were all survivors from the Siberian underground training field. He did not dare to be even a little bit careless, as he was a survival expert and a blood killer of similar age!
There were holes in the river in many places. These holes were obviously the holes dug by some people who had crossed the river earlier in order to catch the fishes in the river.
Even in one of the central holes, there were two simple fishing lines of plant fibers, held there by the branches of cedar trees, used as fishing rods.
In order to prevent the hole from freezing, the person also filled some branches and leaves in the hole as a cover.
As a person who had been training in the wild, the Caucasian man was able to quickly tell what it was. Making simple fishing tools in the wild was a necessary skill!
There were two possibilities for the fishing rod not to be taken away. One was that the owner couldn't wait and left first, and the other was that the owner hadn't returned yet and was searching for food elsewhere!
No matter which type, the youth would never give up on this chance to obtain food!
In this desolate icy mountain, any food was extremely precious! He had to survive in order to leave this death zone!
The Caucasian man was slightly excited. After confirming that there was no one within a few hundred meters, he rushed to the hole and quickly removed the cover.
When he grabbed the wooden pole on the horizontal bar, the white youth revealed a joyful smile.
Heavy, there should be fish!
When he tried his best to pick up the fishing rod, he suddenly felt that something was wrong!
Beneath the river, there seemed to be something?
However, his consciousness was too late!
A pale hand reached out to the surface of the glacier and grabbed onto the surface of the ice. The other hand was as fast as lightning as it charged towards the white youth's throat!
It was a dagger with a cold glint. Before the Caucasian man could react, it had pierced through his throat!
The turn of events happened in less than a second!
"Crack …" "Crack …"
The Caucasian man widened his eyes. Anger and regret flashed through his mind before he fell backwards onto the surface of the glacier.
It was only when he was dead that he understood. This fishing rod was not for fishing, but for fishing …
After his death, a completely naked black-haired youth climbed out of the hole. It was hard to imagine what kind of willpower had caused him to strip naked and hide in the glacier, waiting for his "prey" to take the bait.