My name is Wu Ge, I was originally a navy, and I was supposed to be discharged from the army in 133 days, because I was eaten by a monster and reborn as a little Tyrannosaurus rex, and my monster mother abandoned me very irresponsibly.

Also, I used to be a human being.

"Wow..."

His palms kept touching his mouth, showing the victory of the primitives.

What kind of sound did Kuchas and Misette hear from the rainforest on the other side of the hill? They glanced at each other with Brown and Donald, and Brown heard the sound of an unknown beast coming from the other side of the rainforest.

"We're in an ambush!"

Carlottahia screams loudly!

"They're lying in ambush there! Boss, they're going to shoot arrows, they're going to kill us! ”

"Prepare for battle!" Kuchas lowered his body, and the whites who accompanied him had Na Wei Chong, Glock 17, and Couchas held Glock 17, and the Indians in their caravan were panicked, and they threw down their goods and hid next to the big tree.

"Tell me who is coming."

Brown shook the panicked Indian guide, who calmed down a little, and said to the American, "Noma San fan." ”

Could it be that he just got out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den? It's too much to turn around Donald and he can't see anything but the trees, which is terrible.

"Cannibals!" (Note 2)

Kuchas and Messith, their caravan quickly hugged together, and years of experience in the rainforest proved one truth - everyone gathered firewood, the high wall fell down, and everyone pushed everyone together! One chopstick is easy to break, and fifty chopsticks are very difficult to break. Their guns are aimed at the empty "enemy", and if they dare to come from the rainforest, that person will surely die. Donald and Brown thought they had encountered a leopard and a bear, and the Indian guide was trembling by the moment.

"Help me!"

White Devil Randy shouted loudly, he hadn't been here for the past three years.

However, fate is cruel, reality is skinny, and hot faces are cold ass.

Oh hmm~ (nodding)

The propagation of sound through the air is determined by distance, and now the degree is a slight deviation from the altered sound waves, but don't underestimate this deviation through the layers of the woods, this subtlety completely changes the sound received, and they think that the most eerie roar is heard.

When there was a sound in the grass, and they didn't know who was the first to shoot, they fired the densest bullets into the bushes, and the leaves and grass fell all over the ground, but none of their enemies saw them. The Messith asked the two white men, "What's that?" "A bear with two heads and wings," "What do you see?" "Very large bats, already flying into the trees." "It could be a ghost, white all over." The last one is even more outrageous.

The Messith was a staunch materialist and shouted for the crowd not to waste the few bullets.

"Stop firing!"

"It's the Hanged Man."

"That's a youkai,"

"It's not gone yet."

"Pick up the goods and move on!"

This time the vignette, Couchas and the Messith didn't take it to heart. The Noma Samfan tribe in the rainforest, a legendary place that is good at making dried corpse heads.

The White Devil dodged the bullet that killed him and jumped into the tree, how could this be? The bullets grazed his head, and he nearly died. Their nerves were so tense that they shot him at once, and he was heartbroken by the unfriendliness of their unfriendliness, who had been hopefully eager to talk to someone, and who had no ill will and who were about to kill him without warning. Behind the broken bones, the White Devil found his master, they were all extremely embarrassed, and finally dodged the rain of bullets, the only thing he could rely on was it, and they finally walked together, the broken bones showed their deep hatred for bullets, and it roared and scolded the invaders of the rainforest, and the White Devil was even more grief-stricken.

"Gone!"

The Messith did not want to continue to dwell on the fallacy of the Rainforest Devil, he was a shrewd merchant, and he did not lose his life once, and in the half of his life as a sailor, he made a fortune because of a fortune, and his character as a gambler played the most important role in his life, and then he decided that profit was above all else, and how he should face a long and short life without his goal, it was more painful than killing him, for sure.

Note 2: (Headhunters and Cannibals are two completely different tribes, and if the Headhunters win the battle, they will cut off the enemy's head by the way, because the Headhunters believe that the soul will take revenge on their enemy, and cutting off their heads, filling them with spices and herbs, and making a dried corpse human head can imprison the enemy's soul inside; The cannibals later ceased to be a lack of food to make ends meet, but to torture their enemies purely for love and entertainment. In the south, the people will eat until only a fingernail remains, the men will dance the bonfire, and the women will hold the entrails of their captives, and their ears and fingers will be eaten by children. In the Age of Discovery, Columbus and Magellan's nautical diaries all had detailed records of cannibals)

Recommend a book of "Youth Loss Fee" to recommend the collection to readers who like it.