Shortly after the soldiers had left, the two "dead" rhinos suddenly ca back to life, startling everyone greatly.
In the concrete pool, the two Baghdad Zoo employees, hearts thumping wildly, didn't hesitate to turn and flee, screaming as they rushed into the feeders' passage.
Although they knew that the rhinos weren't dead, how could they have anticipated them coming back to life so energetically? Getting hit by a rampaging rhino would be no pleasant experience.
Pain is the best antidote against anesthesia. In ancient Huaxia, when couriers accidentally inhaled 'Bewitching Fragrance,' they would imdiately cut their thighs, using the intense pain to stimulate their brain nerves and fend off drowsiness. This thod worked on any animal; the intense pain from the gunshot wounds on the rhinos' legs easily overca the effects of the anesthetic. Without Suming's deliberate suppression with spiritual power, tears flowed from the eyes of the injured rhinos due to the pain.
"Eh? Weren't they said to be dead?" Miss Ludmila and the others by the concrete pool were even more flabbergasted.
Suddenly, a figure flashed before their eyes, jumping over the enclosing wall and dropping into the concrete pool from the nearly three-ter-high fence—it was Suming.
"What are you doing? Get up here fast!" Miss Ludmila yelled in panic.
Among the two rhinos in the concrete pool, one was still twitching in the mud due to the anesthetic, panting heavily and posing no threat. However, the other, shot in the thigh, was frantically running and bumping around, frightening even the zoo's specialized technicians into the cage. Suming's physical strength, no matter how formidable, was aningless in the face of a two-ton rhino. Surely, he wasn't planning to 'shake hands' with it?
Suming, however, didn't care at all. As soon as Miss Ludmila's words had ended, his feet had already landed on the soft grass below, and with a slight bend of his knees, he stabilized his stance.
"Roar!" The rhino noticed this foreign intruder, lowered its large head, and aid its single, stake-like horn at Suming, charging towards him like a small train thundering along.
"Be careful!" Miss Ludmila shouted out, and at the sa ti, the Desert Eagle hanging from her waist was already in her hand, ready to take down the rhino. No matter what, the life of a custor is more important.
"Keep calm!" Zhao Yun suddenly made a move, grabbing Miss Ludmila's gun-hand and forcefully pressing it downwards.
With a bang, a bullet flew out at an angle, striking the opposite concrete wall and flashing with sparks, leaving a bullet hole large enough to fit an egg.
At this mont, the injured rhino had already charged to within two ters of Suming when sothing astounding happened: the rampaging rhino suddenly ca to an abrupt halt, urgently stopping its charge, with powerful back-kicking, its four iron column-like legs plowing two long grooves into the grass. It halted its large horn less than twenty centiters from Suming's face.
Suming remained motionless in his spot, his expression as usual, calmly looking at that giant rhino horn that almost turned his head into a smashed waterlon, stopping just a palm's distance from his face.
"Brother-in-law, you're so aweso!" Nangong Huang shouted excitedly, leaning over the concrete pool.
"This guy's willpower is even stronger than that of a specially trained commando!"
Miss Ludmila was inwardly shocked. Russian agents have a special training for ntal endurance which was very similar to the situation that had just occurred. Ludmila asked herself, if it had been her, she would have uncontrollably made an evasive move when the rhino charged to within one ter.
Only Zhao Yun had guessed seventy to eighty percent of the situation, suspecting that Suming wasn't just brave, but had perhaps been frightened stiff...
Suming really had been frightened stiff. He had jumped down to treat the rhino at close range; the farther the distance, the weaker the effect of spiritual power. Of course, there was also a bit of an undercurrent – an intent to show off in front of a beautiful lady... Such a little thought is common to n.
Who knew that the rhino would be so skittish, completely panic-stricken after being injured? Seeing Suming approach, it reacted like a bullied child seeing their parents arrive, crying and rushing to them, effectively scaring Suming stiff.
Luckily, he had just relieved himself on the road, or otherwise he might have wet himself from fright. Annoyed, Suming smacked the rhino's head hard. If it hadn't braked in ti, wouldn't his death have been terribly unjust?
"Forget it, let's treat its wounds first; spiritual power isn't almighty," he then turned and yelled at the two technical staff mbers hiding in the keeper's corridor, "Where's the dicine? Where's the dicine?!"
...
After a brief turmoil, the injured rhinoceros finally received treatnt. Initially, the rescue staff at the zoo didn't dare to approach it. It wasn't until Suming stepped on the rhinoceros's horn and climbed onto its back that, rather than showing any signs of aggression, the rhino obediently lay down, prompting the astonished staff to erge from the keeper's corridor with the dicine in hand.
The other rhinoceros wasn't injured; it had only been injected with a tranquilizer. After being washed down with cold water for a while, it would recover on its own in a little over an hour.
The people from the zoo kept chatting away, sneaking glances at Suming from ti to ti. Adnan said with an admiring face, "Boss, they're speculating whether you used so magic on the rhinoceros. In front of you, the rhino is more obedient than a kitten."
Sharing the sa question were Ludmila and Adnan. Under everyone's gaze, the rhinoceros that t Suming for the first ti exhibited an unusual affection, completely beyond their imagination.
"I've told you before, my brother-in-law is a top expert at Huaxia's zoos." Nangong Huang scoffed at the group's ignorance and lack of worldly experience. "If they visited Yangchuan City Zoo, they'd probably be scared to death."
As he spoke, Nangong grew curious and began to pat the rhinoceros's skin. It felt firm to the touch, like touching a cent wall, due to a layer of dried mud on its surface.
Thanks to Suming, the group had the opportunity to observe the rhinos up close, and they all rushed into the concrete pool, forming a circle around the rhino.
The injured but still lucid rhinoceros lay on its side in the mud, allowing humans to treat its gunshot wound. Its two pitch-black eyes curiously watched the people around, and as it did, it began to shed tears; the pain from the gunshot was too much, and rhinos, being very timid animals, were almost on the verge of collapse from the fright and pain.
The koala was behind it, climbing and pulling on the rhino's little tail. The little critter seed to love climbing; it would seize any object and start to ascend.
Ludmila was full of doubts. Looking back, ever since Suming insisted on seeing the rhinoceros one last ti, it seed like he had anticipated everything that would happen next. If this was Suming's manipulation, it would be impossible. She had been following right behind him, and they were initially dozens of ters away from the two rhinos. Even a professional beast tar couldn't affect two rhinos eting for the first ti.
"Miss Ludmila, there are too many mysteries in Huaxia's thousands of years of heritage that you can't comprehend. Now is not the ti to study this," Suming said with a mysterious smile. "We should get to the point and talk to the zoo's managent about purchasing animals."
Once again assuming the authoritative attitude of a governnt worker, Adnan imperiously said to the two technical staff mbers of Baghdad Zoo, "Hurry, call your zoo director. The most magnificent beast tar from the East, my generous and handso boss, wishes to et with him!"
Soon after, a gaunt old man dressed in a white robe appeared before Suming, the head of the zoo.
As the Baghdad Zoo was financially strapped and had long considered selling animals, to avoid further complications, both parties swiftly began negotiations regarding the purchase.
Just at that mont, the squad of soldiers that had departed earlier had returned in a military vehicle to their base: a checkpoint to the south of the city.
As the squad leader entered the small checkpoint, he saw a stretcher beside his bunk bed.
Basel, the man who self-immolated on the plane, was lying on the stretcher, his body wrapped in bandages, resembling a living mummy.
"Amir, I've been waiting for you for several hours; you've finally returned," Basel struggled to sit up halfway.
The squad leader was startled. "Oh, dear Uncle Basel, weren't you headed East to find the Fire God's envoy? Why are you injured?!"
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