Chapter 3: Counterattack

It's dawn.

Yuan Gang slept soundly last night, without nightmares, and slept until dawn.

Killing Zhou Ming didn't make him feel any discomfort.

The morning sun poured into the valley, and the whole tribe began to get busy. Cattle and sheep are being driven off the fences, hungry hounds are barking, children are chasing and playing, and smoke is rising.

Yuan Gang stretched his waist and waved his hand at a tribal boy in the distance and said, "Ming, come here, take this bundle of animal skins over and let Zhou Ming deal with it!"

The boy named Ming was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his physique was strong and tall, and his body was full of a kind of savage energy.

He was a reserve warrior of the tribal hunting team, and had been learning to fight and hunt with Yuan Gang for three years.

For this strongest warrior of the tribe, Ming's heart was full of reverence. He has always been deeply honored to be able to study with Yuan Gang. He knew that many teenagers of the same age in the tribe were very envious of him.

Hearing Yuan Gang's words, Liu Ming immediately put down the big bow, trotted all the way to the front, looked at the bundle of animal skins that had only been peeled off not long ago, couldn't help frowning two thick black eyebrows, and muttered in disgust: "That kind of waste, you should starve to death!"

In the tribe, without merit, there is no food. This bundle of animal skins, to put it bluntly, is a bowl of rice that Yuan Gang rewarded to that waste. Liu Ming knew very well in his heart. He looked down on Zhou Ming in his heart, and then again, looking at the entire tribe, except for Sister Xiaoying, who could afford him?!

"This is not good, Xiaoying asked me before leaving. Doesn't the tribe still have dogs? Although Zhou Ming is useless, he is still a little stronger than a dog. ”

Yuan Gang waved his hand, picked up a short spear, and carried the iconic ebony ox tendon big bow and said, "I'll go out to hunt some game." After coming back, we will practice hard, and today we will improve the food. ”

Sending Liu Ming over was just to spread the news of Zhou Ming's death. This kind of trivial matter, he, the strongest warrior of the tribe, is not suitable to do.

"Uncle Gang must miss Sister Xiaoying again!"

Looking at Yuan Gang's distant back, Liu Ming shook his head slightly, and strode towards Zhou Ming's residence with the bundle of animal skins.

Inside the low, remote stone house, the morning light poured into the room through the rough window grille.

Zhou Ming sat motionless in the middle of the room, bathed in the sun, his weak body was really weak, and his limbs were extremely slender, but the expression on that face was very calm, the sickly paleness disappeared, and he radiated a vibrant look.

Above his arms, there were countless ants, all of which shimmered against the soft sunlight.

One breath and one breath, the wild breath beats like an invisible flame, constantly echoing with the wild breath of the little golden pincer ant, blending and resonating with each other, and every rhythm can absorb a ball of heaven and earth energy, deriving a wild power in the body.

The power of the wild is flowing in thousands of ways, penetrating hundreds of corpses around him, bringing Zhou Ming a strange sense of comfort.

Although he didn't sleep all night, he didn't feel tired at all, but was refreshed and full of energy. The pain in his whole body was mostly alleviated, and the snake venom was also cleared by the force of the wild. Now, he's in great shape.

"Somebody's coming!"

Zhou Ming's ears moved slightly, and it felt incredible. His hearing was simply more sensitive than he could have imagined. My heart is tight, and what should come will come after all. The ant colony moved in droves, rushing into a nearby animal skin bag like a black stream.

Zhou Ming jumped up from the ground, felt as light as a swallow, and flashed to the door.

Is it a surprise and the first strike? or a surprise and the first strike?

Thinking of the near-death last night, Zhou Ming's eyes were full of coldness, and he was very conscious of putting away his cowardice and mercy towards the murderous thugs.

Bang bang bang!

Someone started slamming on the door.

"Who?"

It doesn't seem to be Yuan Gang? Zhou Ming frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Liu Ming!"

An unfamiliar voice came from outside the door. Liu Ming, Yuan Gang's apprentice, it turned out that it was not Yuan Gang, and Zhou Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

“...... Wait a minute. ”

He casually touched the latch of the door, and it was a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm. Click, just a little force, the stick actually broke in response. Zhou Mingden was stunned for a moment, and looked at the hand in surprise, his eyes full of shock.

With a creak, the door was kicked open.

Before Zhou Ming could react, the whole person was knocked to the ground by the door panel.

Bad comers?

Zhou Ming was shocked and angry, and hurriedly got up from the ground.

Send an apprentice and you want to kill me?

Zhou Ming snorted coldly in his heart, and saw a muscular rough man squeezed into the room, carrying a large bundle of animal skins in one hand.

In this world, the harsh living environment has created a super physical fitness for human beings. The bundle of animal skins was afraid of forty or fifty catties, and Liu Ming only carried it in his hand, but it seemed effortless.

"It's so slow to open the door, why don't you die! Oh, this is Uncle Gang's reward for you, you must finish it before sunset today, otherwise I won't let you eat and walk around!"

Liu Ming's expression was fierce, and his rough face was full of round eyes, like a beast about to eat people.

What's the situation?

Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment, only to know that the "gorilla" in front of him didn't know the inside story at all, and dared Yuan Gang didn't take him seriously at all, but just sent a little minion over to confirm his death?!

"Here you go!"

Liu Ming saw Zhou Ming in a daze, a cunning look appeared in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and suddenly with one arm, he slammed the bundle of fifty catties of animal skin at Zhou Ming.

If it was in normal times, Zhou Ming would definitely be knocked to the ground on the spot, and he would be thankful that he was not injured.

But now, Zhou Ming has a new look, and it is not what it used to be.

The success of taming the beast, the power of heaven and earth derives the power of wildness, and the hundreds of bones around the body are cleaned, and the ears and eyes are clear, and the strength increases dramatically.

Just when the animal skin was smashed, Zhou Ming's eyes suddenly froze, and a hand poked out, and the seemingly slender palm actually caught the animal skin steadily, his arm was straight, and he didn't move at all, which was very stable.

"...... you?!"

Liu Ming's expression froze, as if he was a ghost. Being able to catch a fifty-pound weight with one hand is a symbol of strength. How is it possible for this weak and unrestrained waste to do it?

"What is Yuan Gang? My Zhou Ming's food and clothing, it is not his turn to be benevolent and righteous!"

Zhou Ming snorted coldly, his wrist trembled, and he was very satisfied with his current strength. Holding such a large bundle of animal skins in my hand feels like holding a feather duster.

"Bastard thing, Uncle Gang is kind-hearted, you dare to insult him?"

Liu Mingden was furious and had a fierce look on his face. Yuan Gang, the first soldier of the dignified Qinghu Division, Liu Ming's mentor, has an extremely respected position in the heart of this son. Liu Ming would not allow others to speak insultingly, not to mention, he already hated Zhou Ming in his heart.

With a loud shout, Liu Ming fit up, like a crazy bear, wanting to knock Zhou Ming to the ground and clean it up.

What about some strength? He was a warrior taught by Yuan Gang, one of the best fierce men among the younger generation of the tribe.

Liu Ming didn't take Zhou Ming's progress in his eyes at all.

Since the other party didn't know, Zhou Ming didn't plan to deal with it. Unexpectedly, this person is really too deceitful.

The clay figure still has three points of earthiness, and seeing the other party bullying him one after another, Zhou Ming couldn't bear it anymore in his heart.

"Do you think Lao Tzu is dough, take it and roll it for me!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ming's arm shook, and the bundle of animal skins flew out of his hand, causing a roar and slamming into Liu Ming's chest.

Zhou Ming clearly saw that the other party was roaring, a tongue in his mouth flicked, his whole body trembled, bent into a "C" shape, the burly body rose from the ground, flew out upside down at several times the speed of the pounce, and smashed on the muddy ground outside the house, vomiting blood in his mouth, rolling his eyes, and fainting.

Feeling the wild power surging in his body, Zhou Ming snorted coldly, grabbed the animal skin bag on the ground and pinned it to his waist, and strode towards the outside of the house.