A Night in Forest

They were now approaching. There were five men. Grasis rolled his eyes and counted them. Every man had a flashlight in his hand. Suddenly he fell to the ground as the four of them were startled by the sound of falling. He was just setting his rifle when Grasis picked up a stone and threw it in the opposite direction.

It was at this point that he opened fire on the backs of the four. Now there were five piles. He came to them walking slowly. One was shaking a little and he had fired again. He was enjoying the benefits of hunting since childhood. He was a beast. He is not afraid of them. One group was finished but he must be careful.

He was now packing, picked up his flashlight and hung a musk-shaped bottle of water around his neck. And the rope hung over his shoulder, and they had nothing. He lit a flashlight and ran back.

The one who leaned her head against the tree was about to faint from fear. Seeing the light of the torch light from a distance, she trembled.

As soon as the light of