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Around him there was still a sound of liquid mud rustling. Surely it was the sound of a crocodile’s footsteps sniffing him. Need to get out of this cave as quickly as possible! But how to get out? The cave has many exits. Which way is the safest? Which way to not touch the wordless but overly hospitable bosses of this swamp? Even in the luckiest case, swimming out in the middle of the river, he can still be attacked by a crocodile again. However, this is not the time to have enough time for a messy calculation! Taking a long breath, taking more air to reserve, Tacdang dived deep to the bottom of the cave, finding a cave door to escape. SWIMMING AND INTO THE OCEAN I GO TO LOSE MY MIND AND FIND MY SOUL POSTER CANVAS. Calf that was bitten by a crocodile has stopped bleeding and is swollen, fortunately the leg bone has not been broken. Tacang’s muscles somewhat weakened, making him move with difficulty. The wound in the calf was painful. But in ordinary people, the pain is too much to bear and for Tacang, he hardly paid attention to it. From his childhood, accustomed to the brawl in the ape and through many blood battles with all kinds of two-legged and four-legged enemies, Tacdang was almost stubborn with bloodshed and pain on his body me.
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The impact strongly kicks the mud surface, increasing the speed. Crocodile tunnel is quite long, not as he predicted. He had to climb to the surface to get air twice to be able to dive under the crocodile’s prey. Reaching the center of the riverbed, he rose out of the water. But as he wiped the water on his face to open his eyes, he saw two crocodile heads rushing towards him. Not enough time to rest, he spread his arms spread out across the river opposite. Approaching the shore, he jumped out of the water with his legs shrugged, his hands grabbed hold of the branches lying on the river, the jump was very timely! As he curled up on a tree branch, he saw the head of a crocodile appear right below his back. The crocodile jumped up high, sniffled at him. But it was caught in the air. Work hugging branches, resting for strength. The pair of crocodiles is still caged upside down, making a pool of rivers cool. Knowing with certainty that they could not do anything to him, Tacrang did not pay any more attention to them.
He glanced at the river surface. In the river there is no longer the figure of the peasant boat and the Russian man. Once stepping on the shore, Tacdang looked for the leaves of the forest to bandage the wound and then continued to look for the trail of Roop. He knows that before he is attacked by a crocodile, Roop sails on the other side of the river. If he swam in the middle of the river or continued to swim to the shore on that side, in the middle of the dense river with trees and reeds, Tacdang could hardly detect him. The sad thing for him now is the wound in his leg. SWIMMING AND INTO THE OCEAN I GO TO LOSE MY MIND AND FIND MY SOUL POSTER CANVAS. It turned out that his leg was injured quite badly, not as he thought at first. Around the crocodile teeth marks blood had gathered, making his calves swell and stiffen. His steps became heavier and more difficult at times. He had to clench his teeth and move forward. Even in the dense forests, he did not jump over and over the branches. Because with such painful calves, walking on the treetops is too adventurous, dangerous. Along the way, Tacrang remembered the story that Mrs. Tambuda the eldest wife of the leader Ganoada had told him. She said the child was dead, and that poor white woman was sad and withered all day long at the thought of her dead husband.
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While talking to her, the white woman said that the sick child was not her own. The author does not understand why Potơrova said such things to Mrs. Tambuda. Why does she deny her uneasy child? Poor for your little Giech! Or the white woman that Andrew led away in the woods was not Potơrova’s wife? Continuously speculating like that, Tacrang came to a hesitant, contradictory hypothesis: His son was dead and Potrova was still living peacefully in London. Walking leisurely towards the banks of the Ugam River, the great son of the African Green Forest keeps thinking about the crimes that Roop committed to his wife and children. The more I remember Ropop’s face, the scarier the scar on Tac’s forehead becomes and then turns dark purple. The anger caused Tacang to suddenly stand in the middle of the road. From his swollen chest rose a roaring scream that resounded in the mountains the savage cry of a beast in rage. By all means must catch Nicolai Rôcop. The author did not expect his scream to resound so far. Nearly all the ears of the Ugam mountain forest received a signal of threat.
