女人扒开腿让男人桶到爽

Ye Wukong and Xiao Poor Thing were scared too, shivering badly.

Gu Tianjiao remained silent.

Chu Ge\'s gaze was locked on the Siberian Tiger.

The Siberian Tiger, also known as the Northeast Tiger, is the largest species of tiger and the biggest of the cat family, weighing up to 700 pounds!

Compared to other tigers, it\'s obviously much stronger.

Its stroll is imposing, exuding a king\'s aura.

The king of all beasts!

The king of the jungle!

"Boss, what do we do?" Ye Wukong asked cautiously.

Even though he trusted Chu Ge greatly, he didn\'t think Chu Ge could defeat so many tigers.

It would be impressive if the others could take on one tiger each.

Chu Ge looked up and roared furiously.

The Lion\'s Roar shook the mountains!

The domineering aura of the King of the Savannah!

The four people who were close, including Gu Tianjiao, were nearly deafened, turning their gazes toward him.

At that moment, he looked so formidable in their eyes.

Standing at the top of the hillside, he declared war on the tiger pack!

This is a true king!

A king is not just undefeated in one-on-one combat!

But can also face numerous formidable enemies with a disdainful attitude!

He can be knocked down, he can be killed.

But he will never cower!

"Roar—"

The Lion\'s Roar echoed continuously among the mountains, and the nearby High Mountains trembled slightly.

It wasn\'t the mountains that were shaken, but the snow that was dislodged and began to slide down.

Snow avalanches began on both sides of the high mountains at the same time, rolling white waves sweeping downward, with a tremendous roar and lifting vast clouds of snow.

The Roaring Tiger Group stopped and watched the Suicide Group from afar.

The avalanche had blocked their path forward.

"Lions? That sound is really domineering," one of the Bengal Tigers muttered, and the other tigers were also surprised.

However, they weren\'t afraid; instead, they looked amused.

The roar of male lions is actually quite deep, but Chu Ge practiced roaring often when he was on the African Savannah, and his voice was more majestic than that of other male lions.

The avalanche roared on, shaking the earth and the mountains.

Ye Wukong, Nangong, and Xiao Poor Thing were utterly in awe.

"So domineering!"

Nangong said excitedly, his blood boiling with enthusiasm.

So what if there are nine tigers!

Take them down!

Ye Wukong clenched his fists and shouted eagerly, "Boss, you just give the word on how we fight!"

Gu Tianjiao\'s look towards Chu Ge was full of admiration.

Heroic courage was the most appealing to a woman\'s heart.

Chu Ge stood proudly against the wind, his golden mane billowing like a Blazing Flame burning amidst the flying snow.

"How else can we fight!" Chu Ge snorted.

Nangong and Ye Wukong felt their blood surge with excitement.

"Run!"

After dropping that word, Chu Ge turned and ran.

The four of them froze.

Gu Tianjiao was the first to react, quickly following him.

Xiao Poor Thing, Nangong, and Ye Wukong snapped out of their daze and turned to flee as well.

"Boss, if you were going to run, why all the flashy stuff..."

Ye Wukong grumbled, feeling like his excitement had been for nothing.

Nangong felt the same, giving Chu Ge a mournful look.

"What do you know, we have to survive, we can\'t be reckless!" Gu Tianjiao huffed.

She had been genuinely worried Chu Ge might do something rash.

Facing the Roaring Tiger Group, the Suicide Group had no chance of winning, no matter how you looked at it.

Upon hearing this, Nangong and Ye Wukong could only reluctantly accept the reality.

"Then let\'s pick up the pace."

Xiao Poor Thing said anxiously, glancing back from time to time, fearing the Roaring Tiger Group might catch up.

Chu Ge immediately sped up, leading his teammates in a swift retreat.

Elsewhere.

After the avalanche had settled, the Roaring Tiger Group slowly moved towards the direction Chu Ge had left in.

They didn\'t hasten their pace, as if they weren\'t keen on catching up to the Suicide Group.

"How much longer until this \'Never Fight Back Rule\' ends? It\'s really annoying!"

A short and chunky tiger grumbled, visibly irritated.

The other tigers didn\'t pay him any heed, their gazes calm.

"There should be a little over an hour left; the hunting will soon begin."

The Bengal Tiger whispered, his eyes on the leader, the Siberian Tiger, filled with fervor.

The Siberian Tiger walked in the front, his robust body like a mountain.

His eyes were fixed on the horizon.

He didn\'t take any ground-based enemies seriously; it was the ones from the air that warranted his caution.

...

After running for half an hour, Chu Ge and his team finally stopped to rest.

They lay under a tree, starting to analyze the situation.

"Looking at the current state of things, the Roaring Tiger Group is probably the strongest, with nine tigers. Not even considering survival skills, just their species\' strength is incomparable to other Survival Teams," Gu Tianjiao analyzed.

Nangong reminded, "The hippopotamuses and polar bears we encountered earlier are also very strong. No matter how strong tigers are, they definitely can\'t beat a polar bear, not to mention there\'s also the hippopotamus."

There are actual cases of tigers hunting bears, but even a Siberian Tiger couldn\'t possibly defeat a fully grown polar bear unless its survival skills were exceptional.

"So, you\'re saying that even reaching the top three would be quite a challenge for us?" Ye Wukong said gloomily.

Xiao Poor Thing saw an opportunity to tease and said, "You\'re too weak, dragging down our leader."

Ye Wukong glared at her, responding irritably, "You\'re even weaker than I am!"

"Would you dare let me bite you?"

"You\'d be dead before you even got the chance to bite me."

"With that little strength of yours?"

"You…"

Ye Wukong almost choked on his own blood from Xiao Poor Thing\'s jibes.

Chu Ge, lying down, chuckled and said, "It\'s okay. We\'ve been through too few Survival Competitions. Sooner or later, we\'ll be as formidable as they are."

He was still very optimistic about his own team.

Nangong was a Giant Panda, one of the strongest among bears, and could rival a polar bear in its frenzied state.

Although Ye Wukong was just an ordinary chimpanzee, he knew martial arts.

Gu Tianjiao, despite her smaller size, was a genuine assassin, with a higher hunting efficiency than Chu Ge.

Xiao Poor Thing could use her appearance to deceive her enemies.

The Local Snake was even a trump card in securing the team\'s victory.

"Later on, we can seek alliances with other Survival Teams to take down the Roaring Tiger Group first," Gu Tianjiao suggested.

The Roaring Tiger Group posed a great threat to them and to other Survival Teams as well.

Chu Ge said, "The Southern Assassins and Poisonous Poppy have the same number of members as the Roaring Tiger Group. We haven\'t learned about them yet; they could also be strong and capable of weakening the Roaring Tiger Group\'s strength."

Simply put, now was the time to play it safe.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

While resting, the team discussed tactics.

An hour later.

They got up and moved on.

At that moment.

"Survivor Team[Suicide]has been selected for the Never Fight Back Rule!"

Chu Ge and his team\'s complexions changed instantly, and all kinds of vulgar expressions almost burst forth in their hearts.

Gu Tianjiao said helplessly, "Now we really have to flee at the sight of anybody."

Chu Ge continued to move forward without stopping.

All they had to do was hold on for three hours.

With seven other Survival Teams remaining, having been chosen now meant they would likely not be selected again for at least another ten hours.

That\'s what Chu Ge could only hope for.

The team progressed along the hillside of the High Mountain, seeing less and less snow ahead. As they looked out from the slope, the distant stretch of high mountains was covered in a yellow-brown hue—a swath of weeds.

Find exclusive stories on empire

"There\'s a survivor ahead!"

Gu Tianjiao suddenly exclaimed, prompting everyone to look in that direction, and soon they spotted a figure.

An African Ostrich!

It was feeding on the carcass of a buffalo.

This African Ostrich stood over two meters tall, with a long neck, white feathers, an oval body covered in black plumes, and slender legs like two pink iron rods.

In reality, the greatest battle achievement of the African Ostrich was kicking a male lion to death.