Chapter 245: A Black Bear
Under Taotie’s pleading, Fang Xiaocao finally relented: “Fine, but be careful!”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Taotie grinned wildly, hefting his machete as he strode toward the bear.
The bear froze, bewildered.
Since when does food deliver itself?
Nature’s blessings are truly abundant today!
Taotie didn’t care about the bear’s existential crisis—he was too busy fantasizing about wrestling it.
“DIE!”
His roar startled the bear.
In its years as the forest’s apex predator, no prey had ever charged at it.
But instincts kicked in. With a thunderous “ROAR!”, the bear lunged.
Beast vs. Beast.
Who would win?
Fang Xiaocao watched eagerly.
The two collided—
Taotie swung his machete; the bear retaliated with a double-pawed skull-crusher.
Taotie ducked, spinning away as his blade sliced toward the bear’s ribs.
The bear rolled—yes, rolled—dodging the strike before countering with a vicious bite.
Taotie barely blocked with his machete.
“Try it! Let’s see whose teeth are harder!”
The bear paused.
“You think I’m stupid? I know what a knife is.”
Abandoning the bite, it swiped.
“Here, have a paw!”
Taotie: “I prefer mine braised.”
Outsmarted, Taotie settled for a full-force kick to the bear’s head.
The bear staggered, dazed but unharmed—its thick fur and fat absorbing the impact.
It repaid the favor with a paw-slam to Taotie’s chest.
CRACK!
The high-tech bulletproof plate in Taotie’s vest shattered as he flew backward into a tree.
Fang Xiaocao winced.
“Should I start drafting his eulogy?”
Hummingbird clutched her own chest sympathetically.
“Would mine explode like that…?”
“Cough… cough…”
Taotie stood, brushing ceramic shards off his vest.
“Damn. Good thing I wore this.”
The bear grinned at him.
It was mocking him.
Taotie snapped.
“YOU ROBE-THIEF!”
He charged, machete raised.
The bear met him head-on—
SMACK!
A paw deflected the blade, sending the machete flying.
The bear lunged for Taotie’s throat.
In a move Fang Xiaocao recognized (“Wait, is that… a cat move?!”), Taotie grabbed the bear’s jaws and kicked its stomach—
18 times.
The bear stumbled back, drooling bile.
“Heh. Learned your lesson?” Taotie retrieved his machete and flipped the bear off.
“ROAR!”
“Come at me!” Taotie taunted.
The bear obliged—
WHACK!
Taotie slapped it with the flat of his blade, stunning it mid-lunge.
“Huh?”
Before the bear could recover—
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Soon, the forest echoed with rhythmic face-slapping.
Fang Xiaocao gaped.
“He’s… treating it like Han Xue?!”
(End of Chapter 245)
