After walking slowly and leisurely on the grassland for two months, almost all the supplies they brought were exhausted before they finally saw people again.
"This is the Ketamu tribe, one of the three major tribes on the grassland." Situ Ang is a horse thief, and he is quite familiar with these targets on the grassland. Just looking at the logo on the tent, he immediately
Knowing who the other party is: "There are nearly 20,000 people in their headquarters, and they also have some subordinate tribes scattered nearby. As long as they are touched, those tribes will rush to help as soon as possible. They are a tough guy..."
Wu Lei looked at Situ Ang's serious expression and said, "We don't want to rob, so how many people do we care about?"
Then he looked at the group of tents that were getting closer and closer. Those personal bags were arranged together in a regular manner. It was almost impossible to see to the side at a glance. It was so spectacular.
"Remember, I am a doctor and you are my disciple. If you dare to kill someone without my permission, don't blame me for being rude." Wu Lei's voice was as light as before. But this time, Situ Ang could only hate.
He glared at her with hatred, but did not dare to say anything.
A hero is a man who knows what he is doing. In the past two months, he has fully understood that the seemingly weak woman in front of him was not just talking in vain when she said that she wanted to accept him as her disciple.
However, he was very unhappy at the thought of calling this woman his master, "I'm not your disciple." Although he admitted that this woman's skills were beyond his current ability, and he was even more determined to learn martial arts from her, but
, he doesn’t want to be a disciple. He hates this status.
Wu Lei just glanced at him lightly, "I didn't ask for your opinion." I just want to inform you that you have to be willing to do it, and you have to be willing to do it if you don't.
"You!!" Situ was furious, turned around, threw the little white dog away, and started to pounce on Wu Lei.
Wu Lei didn't even look at him. He flicked the riding crop in his hand and threw him more than two feet away. Although he fell quite violently, he didn't leave any scars on his body. Because Wu Lei said,
It's such a waste for me to treat you after I hurt you... So, it happens every time. Every time, he never gets a second chance to attack.