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Zhao Weidong saw that He Licai and Wei Zuohua's faces were also darker, with some red, and it seemed that they had a lot of alcohol, while Wen Yan was delicate, her face was so red that she was about to ooze blood, she was already a little drunk, and it seemed that she couldn't continue to hurry, a few people found a place to sit down and rest, Zhao Weidong asked Wen Yan to lie on a piece of grass and rest for a while.

I didn't expect Wen Yan to lie down, and fell asleep after a while, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Zhao Weidong picked up the air gun and went around to shoot birds, all kinds of animal and plant resources in the primeval forest are too rich, if the primeval forest of this era can be protected, rational development, sustainable utilization, this is the most scientific, develop a development plan that is compatible with the development of resources and the growth of resources, and the whole world will pay for the overexploitation of resources in later generations.

Seeing that there were a lot of birds on the trees everywhere, Zhao Weidong raised the air gun in his hand, kept shooting, and all kinds of birds fell down, and in an hour, he shot more than 20 birds, of course, not small birds such as sparrows, because Zhao Weidong was no longer interested in those small ones, and all the birds were about half a catty.