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"By the way, I can throw knives!"

The fat man was so excited that he pulled the cooked meat on his big belly, and screamed "ouch".

In the battle just now, the fat man was paralyzed and underestimated the enemy, and the other was unexpectedly, he was actually roasted by a monkey-shaped monster, and finally fled in the wilderness - a great shame!

Back on the Candras continent, the cooked meat is the same, but it doesn't seem to hurt that much. The firewood knife and round shield, as well as the two scimitars that were picked up, are they still thrown on the ground, or are they guarded by the vines?

It is said to be a scimitar, but in fact it is only more than 30 centimeters long, more like a dagger. How big a knife can a monster with a height of only seventy or eighty centimeters use?

They have short legs, they walk upright, and of course they can't run fast, and they really need collective strength to survive. The fireballs launched by the leaders who carried the banners were actually not fast, and the flight range was even more limited. The fat man could actually dodge, if it weren't for multiple fireballs.

In other words, even if these monkey-like monsters are highly organized, they are just big turtles - they can't chase them, they can't escape......

As long as the fat man keeps a certain distance and shoots those leaders one by one, the remaining ordinary monsters will lose the ability to resurrect, and they can be handed over to Fuji'er to be responsible.

As for the scimitar, after killing the peripheral monsters, that's not much?

The fat man rested on the spot for a while, trying various positions. It still hurts, but as long as it's not a rapid run, it's not too much of a problem.

"Fuji'er, let's go!"

One person and one vine hit the road again, rushing to avenge the shame. The previous escape was really a short distance, and the fat man walked for about twenty minutes before returning to the position of chopping the two mountain patrol demons to death.

Then, the vine is in front. The fat man followed, quietly touching the base camp of the monkey-type monster. There were a lot of small demons patrolling the surrounding mountains, but they were all quietly put down by the vines, and the fat man picked up seven or eight scimitars.

There was a bonfire in the camp? There is even a smell of meat. But. Now the fat man smells the meat and is disgusted - my brother almost became their food just now......

"Ooka! Oooo ”

Finally, a monster sounded the alarm, and there was a commotion in the camp. A large number of monkey-type monsters rushed out, and the leader of the banners followed, gradually gathering from loose to slaughtering the vines who shuttled and turned to fight.

Fat people have a limited viewing distance. I don't dare to hide for too long, and if I don't make trouble, I will be in danger of being encircled. When the two flag-picking leaders appeared within visual distance, the fat man jumped up suddenly, and the two scimitars shot out one after another, hitting the target!

The scimitar pierced the leader, but still shot forward, killing four or five more monsters. And the two leaders, with a large transparent hole in their chests, are obviously too dead to die.

The main heart bone died violently, and the monkey-type monster was suddenly in chaos. Some rushed forward, and more broke and fled.

Fuji'er is summoned back to the fat man's side to clean up the daredevils who don't know how to flee for their lives. The fat man advanced steadily, and shot and killed the two leaders of the banners.

A lion rushed into the flock.

What's more, the lion also has an accomplice who kills sheep without seeing blood?

The monkey-type monster emits a series of strange screams, which probably contain panic and despair. There were also four or five flag-picking leaders who organized monsters to storm them, but they were all shot by the fat man from a distance.

The fat man's flying knife has no false hair.

Finding a way to break the enemy is an asymmetrical massacre.

After advancing a few dozen meters, the fat man saw two more bonfires, with half-cooked pieces of meat thrown beside them. There's even a metal pot hanging from the fire!

The fat man scratched his head, a little bit unsure of his mission, let alone what kind of role he played.

Well, this monster horde. has departed from the primitive stage of Ru Mao's blood drinking, and it really looks like the beginning of human beings.

Do I have a grudge against them?

Am I going to ruin the sprouts of a primitive civilization?

Am I really a great demon king who fell from the sky?

However, there is no room for negotiation, and I don't understand the language. They also kill me when they see me......

The fat man shook his head and followed the vine to continue forward, his mood a little complicated. However, he did not wait for his humanistic feelings to further ferment. The fat man has made a new discovery.

There's a row of houses ahead!

The stone is the wall, the grass is the roof, and three or four rooms form a unit, and there is also a courtyard, like the kind of private house in the countryside of the old society.

Although dilapidated, there are doors, windows, and traces of painting.

Best of all, these houses are more than two meters high!

Even monkey-like animals have evolved to settle down, seventy or eighty centimeters tall, is it necessary to build such a tall house?

Pursued further, sure enough, there were more demolished houses, only four walls remained, and the roofs, doors and windows were gone.

A ruin, full of broken walls.

Even the intact houses were covered in dust, and there were some discarded stone furniture, which clearly looked like they had been burned by war, and everything that could be burned was burned.

The fat man came to a bold conclusion - it was humans who built these houses!

It's a big village, even a town.

And these inhabitants have been defeated by monkey-type monsters, or fled, or died unexpectedly, and became the rations of the monsters......

It's been a long time since monkey-like monsters inhabited this place and turned it into their home.

No human corpses were found in the vicinity, but there were various bones.

Well, leftover bones, piled up in a mess.

The fat man couldn't tell if it was a human bone or something else's.

This at least shows that this group of socialized monkey-like animals is the occupier of this village and the slaughterer of humans!

Is this how I came to save the world?

The monkeys have a language, use tools, resurrect the dead, and shoot fireballs......

Damn, what the hell is this?

The fat man remembered the countless zombies he encountered along the way. Could it be that the zombies are the inhabitants of this place, or somewhere else?

What is going on in this world?

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

What is this sound? The fat man who was thinking hard trembled - it seemed to be the ringtone of a mobile phone? No, how can there be a mobile phone here?

Belch...... The fat man hurriedly said goodbye to Fuji'er and returned to the real world.

Sure enough, it was the phone that exploded on the bedside table. The fat man picked it up and looked at it, but it was an unfamiliar mobile phone number. When the fat man connected suspiciously, he heard Lang Yuan's voice, "Fat brother, do you have any cash under your hands?" ”

Uh, it turned out to be Lang Yuan - she asked me to borrow money?

The fat man was stunned for a moment. It's not that it's about borrowing money, but Lang Yuan's tone is not quite right, very polite and gentle. I had never heard Lang Yuan speak like this before, and I couldn't imagine that she would talk like this.

"Yes! How much do you want? The fat man asked quietly.

"Fifty thousand, do you have it?" Lang Yuan's voice was still very gentle, even with a little snort, and a layer of goosebumps was aroused on the fat man's body.

"Yes!" The fat man agreed without hesitation.

It's really an accident, it's not small!

Lang Yuan: This is on purpose! Instead of joking and teasing the stuffy man - what happened to her?

Even if Lang Yuan really needs to borrow money from me, does she need to talk like that? She would only yell, "Fatty, hurry up and get me 50,000 yuan!" ”

"Okay fat brother, thank you! I knew you were the only one who would help me! Lang Yuan also expressed a feeling, how can people refuse!

"Hehe, I'm still waiting for you to give me a monkey! I don't help you, who will help you? "The fat man's mouth is spent, it tastes like a pig's head, and he hasn't yet succeeded in the face of beautiful women.

"Good! So be it, you bring your phone and take the money. The address is ......" Lang Yuan paused, who might be asking for permission?

Then she continued, "Come to the Daon community and make this call when you get to the building materials market." Be quick, my friend is in a hurry! ”

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