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.

Does the answer really matter that much? Of course the White Devils don't know, Tupac. Amaru doesn't know even more...

The natives of the Noma Sammi tribe have been fried into a pot of porridge at this moment!

The native old woman found that their captives had run away, she ran and yelled, the old female duck-like voice sounded very harsh, the tribal guards immediately dispersed, and the high priest was very angry when he found out, and the men of the tribe were busy looking for the "Mushu Man", and they also found that a native man was dead, and some people linked the two things together, and the "Mushu Man" killed the guards and ran away.

After two days, there was a lot of noise outside the tribe, and the caravan came back, and the women and children came to greet them, and the natives and men stood on both sides, and at the head of the caravan, the Messith and the chief Tushnidov walked in front, and behind them, the team carrying the moa, the old people and children of the tribe saw the moa, and the voices of surprise sounded by the men and women.

They welcomed the warriors back with a full load, and the capable indigenous man was most favored by the tribal women, indicating his ability to make ends meet. The Messith took a heavy puff on his tobacco, and he watched as Chief Tushnidov was surrounded by the indigenous people of the tribe, and the old indigenous woman spoke with excitement. Then, the chief's expression changed color instantly, and the iron blue face scolded the people around him loudly, and the chief's temper was several times perfect, and even the indigenous old mother was scolded, she was just embarrassed to finish the scolding. Finally, the chief walked over to the thoughtful Messith.

The chief said: "One of our captives ran away,"

One of the captives ran away and went to get him back.

"He also killed one of the tribe's guards."

The Messith thought, Chieftain, what is he going to do?

"When?"

"Two days ago, the warriors of the tribe did not catch him."

"I can promise you what are the characteristics of him when I see him executed on the road."

"He's a Mushu man, and he's easy to recognize."

"A Mushu man?"

The indigenous chieftain solemnly said: "Our Mayan ancestors have passed down a magic that the recipient will be like the roots of a big tree, tortured for ten years and turned into fertilizer for the sacred tree. ”

This may sound powerful, but Normasan is charming enough to use this magic to control the other tribes of the rainforest.

"I had an idea before that." The Messith said suddenly.

The chief was bewildered by his solemn expression, "What's the idea?" ”

"My caravan split into two routes, one to hunt moa."

The Messith held up his gun, and he took the position if he hadn't moved the slightest thought? It's sudden.,My pen name is written upside down.,I guess you can't remember my pen name.,Don't guess.,Friends who have been recruited hurry up and recommend it.。

The cunning light of the Messith flashed again, his brain quickly entered the thinking of doing business, and in the middle of his life, he preferred to believe that this was an opportunity, and he could proudly say: imagine that the whole world knew that he had a precious animal specimen, and that he would sell it in the museum and the money would roll in, and he would not have any risk that he would guarantee that it would be a windfall and that it would come quickly. My evaluation, this person is very confident, if it is not for a strong family background, if it is not for a strong interpersonal relationship, no matter what, he always scoffs at the chance of success, which is carried out in his creed, we can recognize the second characteristic of the Messiah, important opportunities depend on action (he is also good at seizing various opportunities) and important decisions depend on early preparation.

He had a plan that quickly took shape in his mind, and he had Couchas lead Brown and they with the goods first, leaving himself with two white men to follow. Kuchas gladly accepted his order, they divided into two groups and prepared separately, the Messith and the other two white men, Kuchas and Brown, they were packing their goods, Brown and Donald found Kuchas who was in command, "Great! I've been worrying for a week. ”

"Nothing to worry about, sir!" After saying that, Kuchas grinned thickly and smiled innocently.

Brown was even more hopeful about the trip, he should have been very comfortable in the days he had stayed in the Norma Samfan tribe, and what was he worried about when he was out collecting butterflies to make his favorite butterfly specimens, except for pinching his fingers and counting the days of the Messith's return? Until a prisoner escape happened a week ago, he was still surprised that there were still shadowy corners in this world that few human rights knew about and could not reach, and then he heard that someone had died because of this, and he turned to worry about himself and Donald, and he had the idea of going back, and his backpack, his "storm center" began to collect unintentionally, he had taken enough risks that he could have stopped, yes, he was leaving the rainforest, and when he heard Mr. Messith's decision, he was glad that he could not persuade him, Mr. Messitt was as helpful and warm as he said, and his departure was immediately arranged in their daily activities.

Recommend a copy of "The Legend of the Heroes of the Gods", another "Youth Loss Fee", and another "Crossing to the Suihuang Era", go to see the book shortage, and now regret not reading it for the rest of your life, because you never know where the good books are?