Your Prey Is Here!

In the early years of the American Fur Company's monopoly on the fur trade in Missouri region, many daring merchants were willing to take risks. However, after all the foreign merchants who entered the region disappeared without exception, gradually no one dared to risk challenging the authority of the American Fur Company anymore.

Shortly after Chen Mo and his two companions entered the forest, a fur-buying team of ten armed men set off ahead of them, following closely behind and quietly pursuing them along the tracks Chen Mo left behind.

On the edge of this vast forest, Chen Mo was leading Victor and James along a path worn down by frequent hikers heading deeper into the woods.

The two little ones were like two caged animals, completely unlike their listless state in New York. Their eyes were bright and their faces were full of excitement and joy. They walked briskly along the rugged forest path, full of energy. Tall trees of varying thicknesses were scattered randomly in the forest, their branches stretching everywhere and occupying every corner of the field of vision.

Although it was late autumn, the forests of Missouri were not as bleak as those in Canada. The leaves on the trees were a mix of yellow and green, and although the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, the leaves on the trees were still very lush, and the whole forest was still full of life.

Although the lush foliage doesn't completely block out the sky like in summer, it still blocks most of the sunlight. The dappled sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground and showcasing a different kind of forest beauty, quite unlike the forests of the Canada Rocky Mountains.

The two little ones were also captivated by the scenery, which was completely different from their hometown. They kept walking and looking around, observing everything with even more excitement than when they first arrived in New York.

Chen Mo also had a carefree expression, like someone on a picnic, walking behind the two of them, leisurely admiring the forest scenery that had not been damaged at all in the early 19th century.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's eyes flickered as he walked, and he slowed down.

The commotion behind him naturally did not escape Chen Mo's ears. As he was heading deeper into the forest, Chen Mo heard a series of rapid and dense footsteps coming from hundreds of meters behind him, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Although Chen Mo did not witness what happened in the village, he had anticipated it. After all, John Jacob Astor's American Fur Company had controlled the fur trade in the Missouri region for more than a decade, and must have long since completely controlled the villages in the surrounding areas leading in and out of the forest. Their movements could not possibly escape the notice of the American Fur Company's personnel.

However, Chen Mo never intended to hide; on the contrary, Chen Mo target was none other than him!

Since the "prey" had already taken the initiative to catch up, Chen Mo stopped and waved to stop Victor and James, who had been in high spirits since entering the forest.

"Don't go any further, your prey is almost here. Prepare for battle!"

Just as the two children were happily strolling through the beautiful woods like on a spring outing, they stopped in their tracks upon hearing this and turned to look at Chen Mo with a puzzled expression.

Meeting their questioning gazes, Chen Mo smiled and said.

"As I said, our purpose here is to hunt, but the target is not animals, but people! Your prey this time is ten armed men with Musket!"

Upon hearing that the long-awaited hunt would involve fighting humans, Victor and James showed no sign of disappointment.

Having fought their way from Canada to the United States, the two were no longer the rookies who had never killed anyone before.

Both of them, whose special abilities were awakened, already possessed a strong wildness within them. Victor's behavior was the most obvious, while James, although awakened later, also quickly became warlike under the influence of this wild instinct.

Whether it's the exhilarating feeling of fighting or the gradual improvement in their strength after each battle, both of them yearn for combat.

Previously in New York, the two were inevitably influenced by the secular laws of the bustling metropolis and dared not think about fighting anymore. In fact, on their way out of New York, they had been looking forward to the arrival of bandits and robbers so that they could have another chance to fight.

They hadn't considered actively seeking out targets to fight.

Unexpectedly, the "hunting" Chen Mo mentioned actually referred to fighting with armed personnel!

If they were to attack ordinary civilians, the two would inevitably have reservations and resistance, after all, they also have their own sense of right and wrong.

But the militants were different; neither James nor the other felt any resistance.

The two had little contact with the world, and all the armed men they had met seemed to be bad people.

Thomas killed James's adoptive father, John Howlett, with a gun. All the armed men they encountered along the way were bandits and robbers. When they heard Chen Mo mention ten armed men, they naturally categorized them as bandits and robbers.

However, their understanding wasn't entirely wrong. To the Native American of Missouri region, the armed men of the American Fur Company were robbers who stole large quantities of furs from them for a small price, and would even kill people at the slightest provocation.

For foreign fur traders who entered the Missouri region to trade furs, they were more terrifying than bandits. They not only robbed them of their goods and furs, but also took their lives!

In a sense, eliminating these lackeys of the American Fur Company is doing a service to the people!

Upon learning of the impending battle, the two warlike children showed no fear whatsoever; instead, they were filled with excitement.

After waiting for so long, they can finally have a good fight. They prefer fighting humans to hunting animals!

The two immediately revealed their weapons, their sharp fingernails and sharp bone spurs on their fists growing out together. Their lively expressions, which were originally like those of children on a spring outing, were quickly replaced by madness and ferocity.

As their "prey" rapidly approached, the two, possessing animalistic senses, also spotted their location. They turned around simultaneously, their sharp eyes fixed on the direction behind them, arms outstretched to their sides, bodies slightly leaning forward, like predatory beasts poised to pounce, ready to attack at any moment.

Chen Mo stood aside watching the two's actions and secretly shook his head. Their combat awareness was still too poor. They only knew how to fight head-on and had no awareness of ambushes or sneak attacks.