Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"what!"

The white deer couldn't believe it for a while.

I can't believe that there is such a thing as "cannibalism" in the world, but I can't believe that the underground people will actually eat people?

"They will certainly eat people, and they will eat more elegant and brilliant than the 'butchers' and 'snakes'.

My brother sneered, "If they are more likely to eat than we are, how can they comfortably hide in underground refuge, but we have to suffer under the threat of the scorching sun, radiation and mutant beasts?"

The white deer is silent, then look at the front, the shoulders of the towering sea, and he feels like a lizard.

"However, this is fine."

My brother is not flustered. "He treats us as 'scorpion' and 'lamb'. We are the same - he can help us share half the weight, and if necessary, kill him and cut the meat, greatly improving our chances of survival. So we are not in a hurry."

"we……"

The white deer stunned. "Do you want to eat too?"

"When necessary, of course."

Brother said, "This is a world where people can eat. Do you not want to live back to the village to save your sister and the children in the village?"

The sister and the children in the village are ugly but incomparably young faces appear in the heart of the white deer.

He had the strength, carrying heavy packages, squatting, walking hard between the Gobi and the desert.

The boys and teenagers thought they were in the west direction and walked one day and one night.

During this period, Wanzanghai repeatedly asked the white deer to talk, and asked about his family's situation and the life in the "New Jinshan", all of which were passed by Bai Xiaolu.

Wan Zhaihai does not seem to be suspicious—or, for the “scorpion” and “lamb” in his eyes, the true identity does not matter at all, as long as it can be eaten, anyway, guns and bullets are in the hands of Wanzanghai. He completely controlled the situation.

Perhaps it is a good mood. Wanzanghai has said a lot about family and school, so that Bai Xiaolu adds a little bit of understanding to "New Jinshan" - of course, most of what Wanzhai said, white deer Unheard of, I was so stunned, in the fog, I thought it was a fairy-like life.

After one day and one night, the physical strength of the two reached their limits and the spirit was on the verge of collapse.

Although the food and water are constantly being replenished, it is gradually becoming a feeling of collapse. In the face of the innocent desert and the Gobi, it is desperate to the extreme.

"Damn it, we are going the wrong way."

Wan Zhaihai muttered, "If this is really west, we have gone for a day and a night. Anyway, we should see some unattended automated posts, the league's 'sentinel cannon' or something, but now there is nothing, nothing. No!"

Relying on the sun to identify the direction is not feasible.

The edge of the lead cloud on the horizon of the four sides is swaying with a touch of blood, and even seeing a piece of silver-filled city wreck, emerging in the clouds.

That is a mirage, a very common phenomenon on the **** wilderness.

Perhaps one day ago, they were misled by the mirage, and they went in the opposite direction, that is, the no-man's land in the northern part of the wilderness.

Wan Zhaihai looked at the eyes of the white deer, and it was getting worse.

He is about to assess the speed at which the white deer consumes water and food, and the most accurate “input-output ratio” between the white deer and the amount of material that can be carried, to calculate when to kill the white deer and **** the blood.

My brother is also ready to go to the cerebral blood vessels of Wanzanghai at any time to come up with a small "launch".

But at this time, the boy and the teenager heard the roar of "rumbling" behind the dunes in front.

"Someone?"

Wan Zanghai hurriedly took the white deer to the ground and signaled him to hide. "Ha, it's the engine, and the car!"

In the wilderness, vehicles and gasoline are more precious than life and blood.

With two legs alone, it is impossible to get out of the tens of kilometers in any day, but with a car, it is completely different.

"We have to get a car."

Wan Zhai's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the white deer snorted and gestured to indicate that the white deer climbed up the sand dunes with him.

In the sand shovel ahead, a fierce battle is going on.

More than a dozen scooter-equipped motorcycles, as well as three off-road vehicles welded with bullet-proof steel plates, circled round and round, besieged only one target.

Motorcycles and off-road vehicles are decorated in a Mozu style. The nature of the car is not the regular army, but the gangs that are covered with clamshell armor and covered with feathers.

After seeing who was besieged by these beggars, the white deer almost did not say anything.

Golden tooth boss!

He hasn't died yet, but like a wild boar with a mad cow, it has become more dangerous than in the past.

Despite being besieged by dozens of enemies, he did not fall into the slightest wind, but he was surrounded by so many people.

On his right arm, he still wore the plasma blasting of the magnetic blasting infantry. The left arm was wearing a small flame launcher. The thunder and the flames were interlaced, forming an absolute destruction zone within a radius of a dozen meters. Can hold on to him for even a second.

However, these are not all the people of the Golden Teeth, how can they kill each other here?

"This is of course."

My brother is cold and cold. "The guys who wear the clamshell armor and stick to the feathers are not the 'Citi gang', but the other gangs on the **** wilderness. They just greedy the wealth of 'Xinjinshan' and listen to it for the time being. The commander of the Golden Teeth boss, everyone is robbery.

"But the intelligence of the Golden Teeth boss is wrong. I didn't expect the 'New Jinshan' to have a magnetic blasting infantry factory. Even the big gangs were ruined. It is estimated that the city has not been attacked, or it has been completely destroyed before it is hit. Lost the majority of the bottom of the family, but the benefits are not caught at all, these guys are mad, how can you not find revenge for the Golden Teeth boss?

"Even if it is not for revenge, huh, huh, 'Citi gang' should lose the most in this battle, even the golden fangs have become lonely, it is the great gang to kill, replace it with a great opportunity, the strong man like the Golden Tooth boss When it’s rare to have such a downfall, let him breathe for a year and a half, and maybe make another comeback – so of course, you have to kill him now!”

Looking at the face of Jinyao’s boss, I thought that one day before he sat on the armored chariot, waving the citi, screaming the war song, and the spirit of the wind, the white deer was not in the heart.

He certainly doesn't like the golden tooth boss.

But it is also true that the other party saved his life.

The picture of "When Hu Ping Pingyang is bullied by a dog", whoever looks at it will feel that it is miscellaneous, and it does not matter whether the tiger is good or bad.

No matter how embarrassing he is, no matter how vicissitudes of Wan Zanghai, neither of them can change the outcome of this fight.

The golden tooth boss has one hand, and even the person with a motorcycle and even a person with an armed off-road vehicle, shredded seven or eight.

He also had at least dozens of bullets in his body. Even wearing bullet-proof vests, it is estimated that several bones will be broken.

"Bastard!"

Wan Zhaihai gnashed his teeth. "Don't destroy the motorcycle and the off-road vehicle. You bastard, go to hell, hurry up and die!"

It is a pity that the vitality of the Golden Teeth boss is really like a weed that grows in poisonous soil and is polluted by radiation.

Until the last one was twisted off his neck, he stood for another half minute before he fell straight.

The wasteland suddenly restored silence, only the eternal, whistling wind.

The red-red gravel quickly covered a thin layer of corpses on the horizontal body, gradually blending with the dried blood.

Those motorcycles and off-road vehicles have turned into scrap metal, even burning fireballs, and they don't know if they are still intact.

Wan Zhaihai and the white fawn face each other, and the two men retracted their heads and waited for ten minutes.

Wan Zhaihai’s eyeball turned and asked: “Would you drive?”

My brother is actually meeting, but the white deer shook his head: "No."

"This way..."

Wan Zhai still laughed, and the chin went forward. "Let's go down and see, these demons are dead. If you look at the vehicles, there is no appearance and no oil leaks. Remember, don't Hit the gun, you hit the gun... it’s easy to get angry.”

He did not say who would "fire", but the white deer had already understood what he meant.

"I?"

White Fawn asked, "I am alone?"

"How can it be a person, we are a team, of course, two people are united and fight side by side."

Wan Zanghai shook his gun in his hand, and the muzzle intentionally or unintentionally pointed to the white deer. "Everyone is just a different division of labor. You are responsible for the charge. My shot is more accurate. I am responsible for covering you in the back. If there is a Mozu still alive, as long as As soon as he sat up, I immediately smashed his celestial cover and never gave him the chance to hurt you. Don't worry, go, go!"

Wan Zanghai’s eyes have become sharp again.

The white deer can only bite the scalp, afraid of going down the sand slope, and the battle is close to the body of the mantle.

I don't know why, other corpses are not afraid of death, but they don't dare to approach the body of the Golden Teeth boss. The Citi gang should be dead, even if it is a real wild boar, a bull or even an elephant, stick to this level. Is it the limit?

The corpse of the golden fangs, such as the hills, was covered with a layer of red sand. At first glance, it was like a small fortress.

The white deer swallowed a hard sip, and did not dare to test the life and death of the golden tooth boss. He circled the wreckage of the vehicle and gestured to the Wanzanghai on the sand dunes: "There is one!"

Wan Zhaihai took another three minutes to stand up slowly, holding a gun and stepping in front of the white deer.

"Good job, white deer, you made a great contribution, you saved yourself and saved me, thank you!",

Wan Zhaihai smiled and said "thank you" in his mouth. He didn't see any gratitude in his eyes. He only had excitement and greed. "Which one, which one?"

"This--"

The white deer only said one word, and the throat, the heart and every pore in the body were frozen.

A huge shadow shrouded the heads of boys and teenagers.