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Chapter 1316:Hunting

If you look at it purely from the perspective, Wang Xiaomu can dump the king wing several streets, which is one of the main reasons why Wang Wing always likes to find Wang Xiaomu trouble, of course, the most important reason is not this, but because the other side is the son of Wang Victory, although almost everyone knows that Wang Xiaomu is not Wang Victory, but perhaps in order to disgust with Wang Xiaomu, in order to disgust the dead king victory, Wang Wing always intentionally or unintentionally stressed this reason.

However, this is not a face-to-face world, everything is looking at strength, and only strength can explain everything, otherwise the end of the world, how can not see a star in the past survive, did not see a star to become a master.

If you look at it with strength alone, Wang Xiaomu is not much worse than Wang Wing, but Wang Wing is very smart, never compared with his own strength and Wang Xiaomu, but with the whole strength behind him, so that Wang Xiaomu has become a scumbag.

Don't say a few streets, even if you dump tens of thousands of streets is not too much.

So although the two people are standing face to face, but the king wing is typical of a king's breath, domineering exposed, and Wang Xiaomu will be miserable, hanging an arm does not say, just just in order to protect Yang Mao, but also by the other side's intentional punching and kicking for a while, the body is full of footprints, even the face also has bruise.

In contrast to the two, a king who looks at the world, a farmer who is like a cowering cowhide.

Wang Xiaomu's momentum is insufficient, and the bottom is naturally insufficient, but he still gritted his teeth: "What do you want to do?"

Here Wang Xiaomu inevitably remembered the previous encounter, the previous time he was almost exploded with chrysanthemums, pants are ripped, even if he struggled to death is useless, but in the most critical moment, someone appeared to save him.

Now imagine the scene at that time, Wang Xiaomu is still a fear, who is one of the reasons for his attitude change, before he has been very hard, no matter how Wang Fang tortures and insults him, he can withstand, in his heart is a death, he is not even afraid of death, what is terrible.

But when Wang Yi looked for a man to blow up his chrysanthemums, he was afraid, death was not terrible, terrible to live without dignity.

Although they have been insulted before, but the insult is also graded, being scolded and beaten is a face problem, and being trough is a bone problem.

To ask what is the difference, that is, during the War of Resistance, some people are also inflamed, some people also have to slap horses, but in the face of the Japanese, some people choose to die to the end, some people choose to be slaves and mate, this is the most essential difference.

Wang Xiaomu did not think of a death, but Yang Mao forced him to die, and he could not.

Wang Yi sneered: "I want to go out to hunt, missing a dog!"

"You ..." Wang Xiaomu was furious, pointing to what Wang Wing wanted to say, but he was ultimately unable to say it, because he saw someone holding a sharp knife on Yang Mao's chin, as long as he did not agree, Yang Mao had to die on the spot.

“Come on!Put the collars of the hound on him, and tighten it for me, and don't let him run away!"As soon as Wang Wing waved his hand, someone came over with a collar and a dog chain and put it on the neck of Wang Xiaomu.

Wang Xiaomu still wanted to struggle, and the person was slapped on the face on the spot, and the sound was crisp, and the face was immediately swollen!

“Young master!The young master!I'm going to die, I'm going to die, you can't be insulted by this!"Yang Mao saw that Wang Xiaomu was so humiliated and could not bear it, although he could not speak clearly, while he was talking and desperately hit the ground with his head, trying to kill himself.

Looking at Yang Mao, whose face is full of blood, Wang Xiaomu cried out in pain: "Uncle Yang, you must live, or even if you die, I will be humiliated by this!"

It is said that the king was taken away.

After Wang Yi caught Wang Xiaomu, he rode on the war bird and took a group of people to go away from the dust, leaving Yang Mao, who was crying in the pool of blood.

After Wang Yi and others went far, the people around the onlookers, this pointed to the point, while talking, while leaving.

However, no one came forward to help Yang Mao.

Because everyone knows how to help Yang Mao, that is, to fight with the young city master, and to the young city master, that is to find death.

In addition, these people's arguments, there are not a few sympathy for Wang Xiaomu and Yang Mao, not because Wang Xiaomu and Yang Mao have done anything harmful, causing public anger, they not only did not do, before even good to these people, get a lot of respect and love.

But the problem is that in the past, the death of Wang Victory has already been solidified, after all, it has not appeared for eight years, and everyone feels that Wang Victory is dead.

Coupled with the current lord of the city, the majesty of the city, like the momentum of the sun and the sky, no one dares to say anything against themselves at this time.

And in the past two years, the people's lives in the happy city have indeed been much better than before, much better than the period of separation of powers.

The west side of the city of happiness is a plain that cannot be seen at the end, has just experienced a great war, the city is quiet and abnormal, even if some small mutant beasts that pick up leaks are sneaky, picking up a piece or two of rotten flesh and bones, and then quickly disappearing into the grassy bushes.

A mutant mouse, in the hole probe to explore the brain, found that there is no danger nearby, he wanted to leave the hole, go to the battlefield to pick up some meat back, but it has just run to half, immediately retreated, and plunged into his own hole.

Then there was a loud noise, and then dozens of people rode away, and the sound was shocking.

And if you look carefully, you will find that these dozens of riders finally dragged a person with a chain, this person can not keep up, the speed of the cavalry is pulled down, than the ground friction, although there is some layer of not short grass on the ground, still drag the flesh and blood blurred, if dragged down like this, it will not be long for some people to estimate that only half of the body, because the others are worn out.

Fortunately, the group ran for a while and stopped, this group of people is not someone else, it is said to be a group of people who want to hunt.

They are not riding horses, but war birds, a mutated bird, similar to the ostrich before the end times.The height is comparable to the horse, and the speed of running can reach 120 kilometers.

Although not fast, can not be compared with some human awakening, but the problem is that it is hard, but also adapt to multiple terrain, even in the potholes mountain roads, or in the jungle, can still maintain this speed, without worrying about sharp turns or bumping trees or something, so these years are loved by people, often used to ride, and later found to be cavalry, used to detect or raid the insect family.

And the king wing they said this time to hunt, on the surface is to hunt the sentinel of the insecticidal sentinel, of course, no one knows the true idea of the king wing, only the king wing himself knows, he unexpectedly learned a surprising news last night, so early in the morning through the excuse of hunting, came out of the city.

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