Chapter 903 Attention

Poachers have dealt with Bifang before.

That was a long time ago.

Once on the way to escort white-fronted geese, Bifang had an encounter with poachers in the wild because the reviewer embezzled money.

Even today, a year later, the danger of that encounter is still a rare occurrence in Bifang's increasingly rich life.

There are two most extreme violent weapons in human society - armed forces and public opinion.

Let's not talk about the latter for now. The terrible power of the former, under the development of science, is enough to make everyone who faces it unable to remain 100% fearless.

Long before the invention of gunpowder, humans relied on spears to become the undisputed top predator, without a doubt.

The emergence of firearms has widened the gap between humans and animals to an exaggerated dimension.

No matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, let alone real power weapons.

Fortunately, the final result was that Bifang was more skilled and sent everyone present in.

From the trial six months later to today, the poachers in the small group headed by Regev are still staying in prison honestly, and no "big shot" has paid for their bail.

Afterwards, Bifang did not suffer any obvious revenge, which was basically consistent with his idea.

For a large criminal group, the cost of trying to retaliate against one person is very high, especially when the target of the revenge has a certain influence in the international community.

In modern society, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, the less you do, the fewer mistakes you make, and the less you do, the less mistakes you make. This is universal everywhere.

Poachers are arrogant in their own small piece of land, but if they want to cross the international border and achieve global revenge, it means that they are tired of eating wild game and want to taste the taste of prison food.

Poachers only talk about interests, not feelings.

In the wilderness, there is a high probability of encountering traces left by poachers, such as beasts killed by humans and rare beasts whose fur has been cut off.

But the probability of encountering them directly is extremely low.

Unless one party is looking for the other party on purpose, and there must be enough clues and marks.

If you go missing in the wild while traveling, and there is no last record of your correct location, it is difficult to find you even after a large-scale search and rescue team is dispatched.

Wilderness is not a simple adjective, but a real, huge three-dimensional space with mountains, rivers, and dense forests, with a basic unit of 10,000 square kilometers.

Dropping a person is no different from a drop of water merging into the sea.

If you can't even meet them, then no matter how much Bifang dislikes poaching, it doesn't matter if there is no direct conflict.

You do your live broadcast, and I catch my prey.

They are irrelevant.

Everyone is gathered together because of money. When the input and benefits are not proportional and everything is a fait accompli, no one will cause trouble.

Grace knows this clearly, and he also knows that TianusGra Group has the same idea as him.

For this reason, even if it is his half-brother who was arrested, Grace has no intention of revenge for him, but pays more attention to Bifang, a unique wilderness anchor.

When he is bored, he will chase him, which is considered an alternative "fan".

Putting aside his position and identity, Bifang's live broadcast content is indeed wonderful and exciting. Even when it is ordinary, a lot of knowledge is quite weird and unnecessary, but very shocking.

What's more, strictly speaking, his brother is just a non-staff member of the group, a "temporary worker", who only undertakes some small tasks and more often does his own private work.

Just look at the name of the group, TianusGra, to know how ambitious it is, and it is Gratianus in reverse.

The eldest son of Emperor Valentinian I of the Western Roman Empire, was made Augustus by his father at the age of 8, and his teacher was the poet Decimus Magnus Ausonius.

He loved hunting all his life, and lost his empire because of it.

The tasks within the group are basically to provide services for those wealthy people with strange hobbies, such as raising lion cubs, catching peregrine falcons, and making millions of bases. Those simple fur and pet businesses are almost all issued in the form of tasks to small team partners like Regev.

The team goes out, and the group takes it.

For the group, Regev is nothing. If he is gone, there are plenty of people to take over.

The world is not short of people who are willing to take risks for money.

Grace is a real company subordinate. This time he came to the African savannah for a 5 million reward from a Middle Eastern tycoon to bring back healthy and lively lion cubs.

In addition to him and Chaman, there are two other cars, a total of eight people.

"We are all on the savannah. To be honest, you don't have any ideas." Chaman laughed, "As long as you say a word, I will definitely find it within three days. You know, the savannah is no different from going home to me."

Grace did not doubt the truth of Chaman's words. This guy is a "local" and no one is more familiar with the African savannah than him.

For any task related to the savannah, it is right to take him with you.

Chaman was originally called Kano. He was born in a remote rural area in Kenya and has been hunting for generations.

In his generation, the hunting rifle was handed over to him.

When the thirteen-year-old Kano shot an elephant for the first time, he had no regrets.

When he was a child, Kano was full of admiration for giants like elephants. He was deeply fascinated and worshipped by the power they contained. However, when the machete was embedded in the elephant's head and the bloody tusks were pulled out, he felt inexplicable joy.

A great sense of conquest filled his heart. Perhaps this was the so-called mission inheritance of his generation.

The tusks of adult African elephants are generally 2 meters long, with two-thirds exposed outside the mouth and the remaining one-third firmly inserted in the skull.

In order to remove a complete tusk, poachers either directly cut off the elephant's head or cut off its nose and most of its face.

In the days that followed, Kano was accompanied by a hunting rifle all day long, and only profit fell under his cold muzzle.

Many years later, Kano had already become a seasoned poaching master. Hunting was handed over to the young man. He only needed to find the traces of the elephant herd, deploy the hunting plan, and contact the buyer.

At this time, the price of ivory had already risen sharply, and black-eating-black happened from time to time.

So it is crucial to find a reliable buyer.

At this time, the company appeared in front of Kano. From then on, Kano in the village disappeared, replaced by the poacher Chaman.

"Don't test me." Grace put away her phone, turned the key, and the engine started working. "Hurry up and find the boss. Finish this job and go back early. I've eaten enough of the yellow soil here."

The car raised dust and disappeared into the skyline.