After working for half an hour, the rain gradually subsided, and the little brother finally cleaned up the bugs on Wu Xie and Fatty.
Looking at the dagger in his hand, the little brother frowned slightly and threw it to Panzi in disgust.
"..."
Panzi twitched the corner of his mouth and subconsciously threw the dagger away.
This is a dagger that has had intimate contact with two men's butts.
This dagger is no longer usable!!!
After finishing, Wu Xie and Fatty applied disinfectant to each other, then pulled up their pants and sat aside as if nothing had happened.
We are all men, that’s all, we don’t care at all!!
Wu Xie and Fatty convinced themselves so, but looking at the strange looks in everyone's eyes, headed by their dear third uncle, they couldn't stand it any longer.
Why is there no crack in the floor here?
The key point is that the situation just now did not allow the two of them to get entangled in ink.
After all... if a grass tick gets into their crotch, the rest of their lives will probably be ruined.
Although, in the "Listening to Thunder" chapter, Wu Xie is in his forties, he is still a bachelor, and his natural weapons have no use.
But he doesn't know it himself.
And the fat man... is a frequent visitor to major venues in the Four-Nine Cities!
Go to a well-known club in Sijiucheng and ask, which boss doesn't know the famous Fatty?
It’s noisy!
"Why are there so many grass ticks here? Aren't these things lurking in the grass?"
"Why are they gathering in this tree? Do they also suck sap?"
In order to ease the embarrassment, Wu Xie abruptly changed the topic.
"You really didn't listen to a word of what Hu Ming said before, right?"
"The environment here is completely different from the outside world, and the habits of various creatures are also very different from the outside. In addition, except for snakes, there are almost no other large creatures here."
"Therefore, it is not incomprehensible that these grass ticks have evolved to suck tree sap over thousands of years in order to survive."
At this time, Aning, who had just run to the side to avoid the eye-catching scene, came over and sighed softly.
"...Wasn't it because I was too excited to see the Oasis before? I almost didn't listen to what Uncle Ming said."
Wu Xie turned his head away in embarrassment. Hey, are you asking for your feelings?
"In fact, Hu Ming solved a lot of troubles for us ten years ago, such as... this corpse!"
At this moment, the little brother didn't know when he touched the trunk of the tree, turned on the miner's lamp, and pulled out a huge corpse from the crown of the tree.
Judging from the bones, it looked like a huge python, with a body length of at least twenty meters in life and about the thickness of a water tank.
There is no doubt that this thing was a disaster like a wild python!
And flesh and blood, in this kind of environment, will rot away in a very short time and turn into a handful of mud under your feet.
"Hey! One sword for seven inches, one sword for snake head. Each sword is aimed at a fatal blow. I am familiar with this style!"
"Moreover, the knife marks on the bones are also very familiar. This is Hu Ming's knife. That's right, this was done by Hu Ming many years ago!"
The blind man adjusted his sunglasses, made slight gestures with his fingers on the snake bone wound, and smacked his tongue.
To be honest, even a blind man wouldn't think it would be easy to deal with such a huge thing.
If you don't have a weapon in your hand, you will become a snake's dinner.
But looking at this trace, Hu Ming obviously did it easily without much effort.
"Oh, it was Uncle Ming who did it, so it's okay. This giant python is extremely unlucky. It's not good to hunt anyone, but it's up to Uncle Ming."
Wu Xie nodded understandingly.
"No...before, when I mentioned the Western Queen's Motherland again, Hu Ming mentioned something to me..."
"His original words were: The motherland of the Western Queen is rich in snakes. Among the thousands of snakes, two rare snake kings were born. The meat is delicious and tastes great."
"He also said that he would invite me to taste it together if he had the chance."
The little brother rinsed his hands in the rain, and said softly with a hint of weirdness in his indifferent expression.
Everyone:...
"You mean, Hu Ming killed this giant python for the sake of food and drink... Oh no, it was the Snake King?"
Wu Sansheng's mouth twitched fiercely. He, a "weak scholar" who plays with his brains, would never be able to understand Hu Ming's fierce and strange thinking.
"To be precise, two!"
"Even if a third snake king is born in ten years, I'm afraid tonight will become Hu Ming's dinner."
Skin!
The younger brother corrected him seriously.
Everyone:...Nothing to say, Hu Ming/Ming Shuniu
In fact, I am indeed someone who knows Hu Ming well. Hu Ming’s dinner tonight is indeed Snake King Soup.
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Let’s not talk about how bloody, obscene and terrifying Wu Xie and others’ side was.
On Hu Ming's side, on his first night in the oasis, he found a tree trunk nearly three meters above the ground and had a good night's rest.
There are cockscomb snakes everywhere around you, guarding you against unknown dangers.
Even the bugs that can be seen everywhere in the jungle dare not come within two meters of Hu Ming.
Apart from the somewhat bad surrounding environment, Hu Ming had nothing more to criticize.
Facing the sliver of morning sun falling in the canopy of trees, Hu Ming stretched out energetically and dispersed the surrounding snakes.
After eating a simple meal of dry food for dinner, Hu Ming jumped down from the branch and headed back toward the end of the canyon.
After waiting boringly all night, it was almost time to welcome the guests from afar.
Close your eyes tightly, maximize your intuition, and fully deploy your human sonar system to block countless noisy and useless sounds from your mind.
In an instant, through hundreds of meters of dense forest, Hu Ming had figured out the situation at the end of the canyon. There, a group of about seventeen heavily armed people had arrived.
At this time, they surrounded a middle-aged man with glasses in a suit and leather shoes, and cautiously groped forward.
It is worth mentioning that in the three-dimensional structural diagram in Hu Ming's mind, the hands of the man with glasses are blank!
There, there was a strange force shrouding it, blocking Hu Ming's various perception methods.
And that strange energy... Hu Ming was very familiar with it! It was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it!
That is secondary processing... No, to be precise, it is the second generation of ancient bronze, the raw material of the bronze door!
"You are indeed here, Wang Zanghai! The strange feeling in the tomb at that time was indeed not an illusion!"
Across the dense forest, Hu Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and set up a black Brassel R93 strategic sniper rifle.
This is the biggest fish he wants to catch. Compared with the old immortal Wang Zanghai, "he" is not worth mentioning.
After all, after this operation, "his] last remaining strength will be eradicated in one fell swoop.
But Wang Zanghai... Hu Ming would not put this hidden danger into the plot of the sequel "Shahai" more than ten years later and deal with it incidentally!
Those who can escort Wang Zanghai here must be the most elite and backbone members of the Wang family, and these people must die.
Once and for all!
Hu Ming never likes to wait for others to jump out and cause trouble for himself. He takes the initiative and solves the problem at once. This is Hu Ming's style!
It is worth mentioning that before setting off again, Hu Ming had already arranged for a large group of armed personnel from the security company to go to the Wang family.
Hu Ming would not make the mistake of beating a snake but not dying.
As for the specific location of the Wang family that has been hidden for six hundred years...nonsense, of course I knew it from watching a drama in my previous life!
As for whether he can remember it, it has to be said that Hu Ming's memory is getting stronger and stronger because his bloodline is getting stronger step by step, and he can slowly remember the plots he had forgotten before!
