Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 299 Weasel vs Pangolin

  A Yuan rubbed his eyes, shook his head again, and said in surprise, "Big Brother Gao, Big Brother Mo Qingli, I-I'm not dazzled?"

  Gao Dashan said in a daze: "You don't have any eyes, I saw it too. It's a weasel and a pangolin--fighting!"

   No wonder the two of them were discussing the issue of whether their eyes were blooming or not. This weasel was very small, about the size of a newborn kitten, and was thin.

   And what about the pangolin? Even with the tail and head, the length of the body is more than one meter five, and it looks like a small crocodile.

   But these two guys with such a huge disparity in body size are actually fighting, a fierce, life-and-death fight!

  The little weasel didn't fall behind at all, instead, it fiercely spread its teeth and claws, forcing the pangolin back and forth from time to time.

   Of course, that pangolin is not a vegetarian, and its size is many times larger than that of a little weasel, and it is impossible for a little weasel to defeat it at once.

   After avoiding the attack, its counterattack was also very intense.

  Mo Yunshen has heard of pangolins, but weasels have never even heard of them. Seeing this, he couldn't help but sighed: "This little weasel is so powerful, no wonder there is the word 'wolf' in its name! Today is also an eye-opener. I can't imagine that two animals with such a huge disparity in size are actually evenly matched!"

  Gao Dashan and A Yuan also nodded, sighing that it was amazing! This weasel is simply against the sky!

   Mu Qingli twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced at the three of them speechlessly. It was like chicken and duck talking, and they could still connect.

She can guarantee that this guy Mo Yunshen can't possibly know what a weasel is. He must think that a weasel is so powerful in the first place, but Big Brother Gao and A Yuan will be wrong about him, thinking that he is as emotional as they are in front of him. Weird things you've seen.

Mu Qingli explained to Mo Yunshen: "This weasel may be a mutated breed. Ordinary weasels are not so ferocious. At most, they can only steal a chick that hasn't grown up. It's more powerful. Roosters can peck at their buns and cuddle with mice. Not to mention a pangolin, even a dog can make it squeak!"

   Mo Yun was taken aback for a moment.

  A Yuan has repeatedly nodded and said with emotion: "Yes, yes, so it's really strange to say that this one is in front of you! Obviously we are not mistaken, this is a weasel, but how can it be so powerful?"

  Mo Yunshen suddenly realized, rubbed his temples and smiled: "So that's what happened!"

   At this time, the battle between the weasel and the pangolin was coming to an end. The result can be said to be unexpected, or it can be said to be expected: the pangolin is losing ground, and it seems that it will be defeated by the weasel soon.

  The weasel suddenly screamed and jumped up, pounced on the pangolin, and threw the pangolin, which was staggering back, and its body was a little unstable.

   In the low voice of surprise from the four, the weasel's pointed mouth bit the pangolin's throat fiercely, and the pangolin struggled violently, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the pangolin.

   After a while, its struggle gradually became weak, and its body finally softened slowly, its head tilted, and there was no sound.

   The little weasel jumped on its belly, flicked its tail, and made a cheerful squeak.

   Mu Qingli and the four were stunned, and looked a little silly from the side.

   What made them even more stupid was still behind. The little weasel then nimbly jumped off the pangolin, bit the pangolin's tail, and dragged the pangolin toward the depths of the grass.

   A small weasel and a pangolin with such a big head are obviously so disparate, but the little weasel dragging the pangolin doesn't seem to be strenuous at all...

   "This—" A Yuan's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.

   Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows, "Let's go, let's follow!"

   The three nodded together. Of course, they had to follow them to see clearly. If necessary, try to catch the weasel for research.

  Well, although it is very powerful, but the four of them have a chance of winning against it.

  The four people followed all the way, the little weasel was dragging his trophy with concentration, and their movements were very light, so they didn't alarm it to be found by it.

   Mu Qingli selfishly thought that even if he found out, with the ability of this little weasel, he would not take the four of them in his eyes, right? After all, it has defeated even such a large pangolin.

   Little Weasel This is to take home the spoils. The four people followed all the way in a twist and turn, and ended up following a stone cave.

   This distance is nothing to four people, but it is not close to the little weasel. You can tell by watching it dragging its huge loot from the beginning of its calmness to the present and its staggering steps - tired!

  The little weasel threw the pangolin in front of the stone cave, lying on the side, panting and resting.

   Then, it shook its tail, stood up, and walked to the entrance of the cave, where a bunch of purple stalks, about three inches high, with leaves hanging like silk, began to nibble on the grass.

   All four were stunned.

  Mo Yunshen didn't understand, but Mu Qingli and the three understood. Weasels are obviously carnivores. When did they stop eating meat and vegetables? Did you even eat a random clump of grass?

   Besides, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, I always feel that the weasel seems to be reluctant when it eats this grass. This expression is obviously——not to mention pain, but also obviously disgust?

  Since he doesn’t like to eat, why should he eat it?

  The little weasel didn't eat a lot of this grass either. He only chewed three or four mouthfuls before stopping. Then he continued to bite the pangolin's tail energetically and dragged it into the cave...

   Mu Qingli's eyes suddenly fell on the grass with the purple stalks.

   "You said, could it be because of this clump of grass?"

  Moyun's eyes lit up and smiled: "I think it's very possible, this guy was clearly panting from exhaustion just now, but after eating a few mouthfuls of grass, he is full of energy again! Can this grass grow mental strength?"

  A Yuan smiled and said, "Let's find out if we pick some and take them home!" Now that the weasel has also entered the hole, he can't catch it even if he wants to.

  A Yuan walked over as he spoke, bent over and prepared to pull the weeds.

  Unexpectedly, the little weasel that had already entered the hole rushed out of the stone cave screaming like an arrow, blocking the bushes of grass, and screaming at A Yuan and screaming fiercely.

  A Yuan was taken aback, Mu Qingli and the three couldn't help laughing.

   After regaining his senses, A Yuan also smiled, and said to the little weasel: "Hey, I'm not that pangolin, if you are sensible, get out of the way, or don't blame my fist for being rude!"

   (end of this chapter)