At the general's signal, Luo Yu and others walked to the big pit and held on to the wooden fence to look down.
The radius of the crater was more than ten meters, and it looked like it had been blown up by a bomb. Luo Yu saw a dying black man lying on the ground just under his fence.
His body was bent into the shape of a shrimp, the blood flowing from his head was all over his face, his eyes were much whiter than black, and a wooden fork was stabbed into his armpit, and the wooden fork was inserted into his armpit.
, penetrated from the shoulder, tore open a large piece of flesh on the back, and the bones on the back were clearly visible.
The black man's body was twitching convulsively, and he seemed to be dead.
"Real combat?" Luo Yu and Luo Xiaoyun looked at each other. It turned out that this was the so-called passionate performance. They originally wanted to see a real person fighting, but the two old gangsters were disappointed.
Soon two men went down and carried the black man lying on the ground outside the pit, then walked to the city wall and threw him down.
There was a splash of water, and Luo Yu looked at the two people who came back to dump the body. They both had blank faces. Apparently, they often did this kind of thing.
The general relies on this kind of flesh-and-blood fighting to inspire the bloodiness of his soldiers, but it's just a little bit cruel.
After all, no one wants to fight with their comrades who share the same gun. A white knife goes in and a red knife comes out.
Seeing the indifferent look on Luo Yu's face, the general snorted coldly, then clapped his hands.
The group of soldiers standing in a row burst into cheers, and the excited expressions on their faces were like seeing a sow with beautiful features.
The general stood up and said to Luo Yu: "Please enjoy our highlight tonight."
"Roar", "roar", "roar", the group of black soldiers came out surrounded by a big black man with fanaticism on their faces.
This is a really "big" man. At over two meters tall, he is much longer than the people around him. His burly body is like a black iron tower, and his messy hair is tangled and tangled on his head.
He was wearing a pair of shorts, a hemp rope belt around his waist, and nothing else.
He looked down at everyone with his eyes, and then jumped into the big pit like a hill.
This big black man reminded Luo Yu of a gladiator on a WWE show.
The same dull expression, the same tall and sturdy body, but the big man in front of him was much more agile than Luo Yu imagined.
With well-proportioned muscles, his whole body exudes a bloodthirsty aura, which is very typical of a murderous war machine.
"Guests, I think you have never seen this kind of show." The general laughed proudly, "The next scene will be unforgettable for you."
The sound of "Hey, hey, hey," was getting closer and closer along with the wailing and struggling sounds.
Luo Yu stretched his head over there and saw a fat wild boar, tied upside down and hanging upside down on a thick log, floating over.
It was indeed floating. Luo Yuzheng found it strange that a pig tied up with five-flowered flowers could escape gravity and fly freely. This was really weird.
But when he got closer, Luo Yu finally felt relieved, because someone was carrying the wild boar, but these few people blended in so well with the surrounding night that Luo Yu didn't notice it at all.
Seeing a wild boar weighing at least 800 kilograms weighed down by two crossed wooden sticks on the weak shoulders of the black men, Luo Yu was really afraid that one of them would accidentally stumble and be hit by the wild boar with thick hairs on its back.
Crushed to death.
"This is called **." Luo Yu waved his big hand as if pointing to the country, and explained to the general, "** is when people and beasts do this kind of thing. There is another kind called **, which is to fight with others with steel, and
What kind of fight did you just have..."
Luo Yu looked at the blood-stained wooden sticks, sabers and stones in the big pit, rolled his eyes, and added: "We call that hybrid."
Regardless of whether the general understood it or not, Luo Yu's expression of a master with professional research still frightened the general.
The black men carrying the wild boar suppressed their blushes (this was Luo Yu's imagination, because he couldn't tell whether these black men were blushing or not) and carried the wild boar to the edge of the pit.
Although four wild boars were tied up, they struggled extremely hard, swinging around with their arrogant body and strength, and kept moaning and screaming from their tied mouths.
"In order to make the scene more beautiful, we have given this pig some wine."
After hearing the general's words, several people looked at the wild boar. As expected, the round eyes were red, and a long line of saliva dripped from its mouth to the ground.
The four black men first used knives to cut the rope that tied the wild boar a little, and then threw the wild boar into the pit while shouting slogans.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the fat wild boar fell into a pit four to five meters deep. It howled and raised a cloud of dust.
"It's cruelty to animals." Luo Yu kept curling his lips with a twitchy expression, "We should have a loving heart when treating other small animals, how could we do this to them? We should stew them slowly over a slow fire.
, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, that way it looks gentle."
Luo Yu kept chattering, but luckily he was speaking in Chinese, so not many people could understand him.
The black man who had just jumped into the pit slowly stood up. What made Luo Yu find it strange was that he was still using his bare hands and no weapons and slowly retreated twenty meters away from the wild boar.
When the wild boar's head hit the ground, it was knocked unconscious, and one of the two tusks sticking out of its mouth was broken and lay bloody on one side.
Struggling to stand up, the drunken boar was stimulated by his own blood and became much more ferocious than before. He shook his body and shook off the rope and wood from his body, and then began to observe the environment he was in.
Luo Yu rubbed his chin habitually and laughed: "The movie is exciting enough."
While everyone was watching the pig-killing conference, a plane took off from the United States, aiming for the hottest continent in the world.
"Mirilyan, you take another plane in an hour, but don't let Miller know that you have gone." The patriarch of the Hebrew family said to a man in a robe beside him.
Although wearing a large robe, the woman named Mirillian can still show off her hot figure.
Her curvy body was completely unaffected by the robe, and her naked thighs were exposed. The moonlight coated the flawless white legs with a layer of silver.
"You just need to secretly assist Miller." The middle-aged patriarch's face showed a sickly blush, and his blue eyes stared at the face in the robe, "Miller is your brother, but he does some things.
It’s too irritable, I’m not very reassured.”
"Yes, father." Mirilian's red lips parted slightly, and her voice was as sweet as pearls falling on a jade plate. Mirilian slightly bent down and bowed to her father.
After bowing to her father, Mirillian walked out without making any sound from the silver bell on her ankle.
The patriarch still believed in Mirillian's assassination skills. As long as Mirillian didn't cause any trouble in the front, this matter could basically be settled.
"I didn't expect that I would actually wipe the butts of those pigs." The patriarch raised the wine glass in his hand to the moon, and suddenly the palm of his hand exerted force, and the glass wine glass shattered into countless pieces.
Broken glass shards penetrated the patriarch's palm and embedded into his skin, and blood flowed down like a stream.
"Ouch!"
The soldiers who gathered around the fence to watch the battle between man and beast below shouted excitedly.