"Copy that, wait a minute, I'm going to have a head-on collision with it, and I'm going to try how many times I can avoid it!"

"Cooperate, cooperate! Wig, don't be stunned, follow Brother Jiu in tandem, don't let him chase anyone!"

"Be careful, the stick should be thrust towards the white hair on its chest, where the heart is!"

"Don't sweep its legs, it's useless! A black bear's weak point is behind its ears!"

"Run, run, run around!"

"Hey! Don't use arrows! Just shoot it to death and still practice it!"

The four of them brought the essence of Northeastern siege skills learned from the Internet to the extreme. Taking advantage of their fear of death, they fooled the black bear for two full hours!

In the end, the black bear couldn't even run away, but it couldn't give up the nest it had finally built, so it simply sat down in front of the tree trunk and looked at the two-legged beasts with hatred.

What on earth are you going to do?

Can you give me a good time!?

Fighting but not fighting, retreating but not retreating, what a fool!

It wanted to rest, but the two-legged beasts wouldn't let it rest at all.

As soon as he sat down, two-legged beasts would come up and knock him on the head with a stick.

It was fine once or twice, but after two hours of knocking, it even felt dizzy!

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

It roared and charged forward again, and a new round of tug-of-war began again.

Another hour passed, and after countless sticks fell, its physical strength reached its limit. After waving a claw at the end, it fell to the ground helplessly.

But the Twolegs had no intention of letting it go.

There was another violent beating - but soon, the stick stopped.

It vaguely heard the two-legged beasts shouting in a language it didn't understand, seeming to be celebrating their victory.

But in fact, what Twoleg said is:

"Damn it, this bear is frothing. Take it back and give it some water. Don't let it die!"
Chapter completed!