Everything is done in a real way, and it has to be done with both hands.

"Still, it's good, at least it makes me see the truth." Standing on the top of the high ladder, Shen Fei, who was holding a pen to record things, suddenly said a word to the air, and his voice quickly dissipated in the breeze.

At noon, Shen Fei accompanied a bunch of big men, swallowing mountains and rivers angrily.

He pursed his lips and returned to the ladder contentedly.

Recalling the aroma of the noodle soup, Shen Fei thought of Shen Ling, she must be hungry now......

Hey, Xiao Nizi could have relied on her meager live broadcast income to buy a good meal of wine and food and feast on it. But she bought it...... Clothes.

On an autumn afternoon, the breeze is cool and the sun is in full bloom.

The pale yellow wilderness bloomed with small white flowers not far from withering, the limestone pavement was bustling with traffic, and the distant sky was dyed with a light like spray.

Shen Fei clenched his fists and began his afternoon work.

Long, lazy afternoons are torturous.

Shen Fei was full of fighting spirit at first, and then the gun shot like a dragon, pierced the ball, and was deflated.

He seemed to be observing the surrounding barriers, but he was actually looking at the wilderness in the distance.

In a wasteland very close to the barrier, there is a thrilling show going on.

A huge beast was on a rampage, and the layers of wild grass on the ground were cluttered and criss-crossed.

The beast's dark gray body was covered with sharp bone spurs, and its running limbs were strong and powerful.

Its two small front paws, located in front of its chest, are armed with steel cannons, and its fangs are exposed. One eye is blood-red, the other is wrapped in a black cloth, and the cannon sparks into the air from time to time, a proper thief's demeanor. Or an iron-headed baby who occupies the mountain as the king, but there is no domineering spirit of 'I opened this mountain and planted this tree by me'.

Shen Fei's eyes widened, this was a tyrannosaurus beast that had infiltrated human society and could manipulate long-range weapons.

The dragon-type beast was once the master of the beast empire, and at its peak, it controlled most of the empire's power, so it wielded its sword in all directions, and was extremely extravagant. Later, due to arrogance and arrogance, he made too many enemies, and suffered from the friction of the rising star Fierce Bear clan......

This huge race withered, and instead of recovering the glory and glory of their ancestors, the descendants of the dragons took up the business of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

No matter how bad it is, I will steal chickens and dogs, or do hard work, after all, I have to support my family......

If the bones had been soaked into wine and the dragon ancestors who were being sold could crawl out of the jars, they would surely be so angry that these unruly descendants would be so angry that they would raise their cannons and kill themselves.

The leader of the Wild Bear Clan, who lives in the deep palace all the year round, plays with three thousand she-bears, and sits high on the dark throne, Horaz, is a wise saying: For every two thieves in the empire and federal society, there must be the shadow of a dirty dragon.

But the descendants of those dragons who have been suppressed all the time are also extremely aggrieved in their hearts, and they really don't know how their ancestors lived. What a great dragon! It represents the strongest and most violent force in the world! Unexpectedly...... Rubbed on the ground by a little fat bear?

The Tyrannosaurus Beast that fled in a hurry was followed by many pursuers.

Hundreds of cars were menacing, and the exhaust pipes behind the cars burst with green phosphorus flames, each of which scurried like a lion's roar.

The body is streamlined, and the gilt gold body shines like a mirror, reflecting the shadow of the ground. At the four corners of the car stood four purple sunflower flags, banners for hunting.

On the roof of the car is a shiny golden turret, the cannon body is printed with a faint purple sunflower pattern, behind the turret is an open carport, the man in the black tight-fitting combat suit leans down slightly, observes the telescope, and manipulates the turret to aim at the galloping beast.

The golden elemental warhead carries a surging wave of air, either misses or hits.

In front of the ancient beasts, these cars squirmed like small golden beetles, but they were extremely fast.

"The people of the Public Key Society...... Poor little dragon is going to be unlucky, this group of people is very neat. Shen Fei, who was on the top of the high ladder and overlooking the audience, muttered.

The Public Key Society, taken from the 'public key', wants to be the key to humanity that opens the door to an equal world.

The creed of the association is to serve the public and reject all social violence.

One of the protective walls of humans on the bright side is actually controlled by the purple sunflower family.

It is an internationally renowned family of fashion celebrities, a family of capable people hidden in the shadows.

At this time, many birds and beasts of different shapes flew in the wilderness sky near the barrier.

The first is the metal purple sunflower pattern printed on the forehead, the body is slender and fast, the feathers are sharp and cold, and the ingenious workmanship of the public key will be the exclusive detection bird, commonly known as the purple purple bird.

Their cold pupils were always staring at the irascible beast on the ground, and there were countless delicate and small instruments in their metal eyes that rotated at high speed, and the information sent and received was transmitted to the guild reconnaissance headquarters thousands of miles away, and then to the ears of the vehicle driver.

The main target of the cannon in the hands of this Tyrannosaurus Beast is the reconnaissance bird machine in the air.

Next up is a hundred birds competing for glory, all of which are real flesh and blood birds and beasts, with cameras the size of fingernails hanging from their necks.

These strange birds chirping all over the sky are birds and beasts reporting machines affiliated with major news platforms.

The current one is the top news, the S-class absmerant Karas, the leader of the third generation of the Great Wilderness Dragons, is about to be beheaded, which is definitely a great deed that can go down in history.

Journalists from major platforms, dressed in professional suits, rode dark yellow unicorns in non-stop pursuit of the golden convoy, carrying microphones and black cameras on horseback, and the horses' buttocks were jolting.

Behind the crazy reporter were a few hot summer security vehicles, green round cars crawling slowly, four wheels struggling hard, and the huge loudspeaker on the roof made a loud 'Bila, Bila'.

Shen Fei looked at such a magnificent scene, his eyes were dry.

But he scoffed in his heart, it was just a small scene. Back then, he participated in the war of gods and demons, and witnessed what kicked the sky and what galaxy burst...... It's all small scenes.

However, I am really happy, and when I am bored, I send such a grand performance, or exclusive, who wouldn't be excited?

What Shen Fei didn't know was that almost all the citizens of Yanbei City and the city beasts were eating melon seeds at home, or in the square, watching the 360° all-round HD live broadcast without dead ends on the TV, which was super clear and realistic.

The dragon stopped, two pillars of fierce smoke erupting from its nostrils, and there seemed to be magma and fire flowing under its gray skin.

At this time, the TV station inside the fortress gave a close-up of the dragon, so that all living beings could witness the dragon at the end of its rope.

The third generation of the overlord leader of the dragons, the prince and grandson of the remnants of the dragon calendar, Karas, is about to die.

The dragon didn't move, and the only remaining eye seemed to contain rolling thunder, coldly ignoring the ants under its feet.

The Public Key Society's hunt time begins.

Hundreds of glittering golden cars swung sideways in arrays, their cannons studded with elemental stones aimed at the heavy dragon. Those who are fighting are all arrayed in front.

It is worthy of being a guild controlled by a family of fashion giants, and everything exudes the meaning of a model in the fashion industry.

The hunters who rolled out of the cart were all dressed in tight black combat uniforms with purple sunflower motifs, their hair combed with oil, and they held elemental guns in one hand and silver shields in the other. He wears an alloy hook around his waist, and behind his back is a three-foot metal dagger honed by the master family.

These fashionable hunters did not rush to infringe on the beast, and even though it was a desperate dragon, it still exuded the majesty of a monarch.

The hunters prostrate on the ground, waiting for the commander's orders.

The turret on the car moved first, and the muzzle of the cannon fired countless elemental warheads that broke through the air flow and carried waves, blooming like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens, and the direction of impact was the dragon.

"Mommy." This is the official swear language of the dragon beasts, don't mind.

The dragon opened its mouth and let out a supreme roar.

A head-on explosion followed.

An earth-shattering sound pierced through the eardrums, and the dragon was at the center of the explosion, and the ground around it was blasted into many deep pits, and the wild grass melted directly into powder, and the dust was wanton.

Under the cover of the battery, the armed hunters covered their front sides with silver shields and moved quickly. They shrunk like silver-black beetles, tucked between their wings.

After the dust passed, the dragon's skin was covered with dark red blood, most of the fine scales were peeled off, and a shattered chest was crawling with concave veins, hideous and terrifying.

The black cloth was torn off by the waves, revealing a pupil with a knife mark, and the scales at the corner of the eye had long since dissipated. The dragon faced the elemental cannonballs, holding two small forelimbs transformed from metal across its chest, and endless tongues of fire erupted.

The vehicles in front of the Public Key Society were riddled with holes in an instant, and some were even suppressed by the fire and exploded directly.

Crimson blood flowed on the lines of the car, staining the high-spirited purple sunflower banner red, and the west wind hunted.

The hunters moved very fast, and during the confrontation between the two armies, their little beetles were already on the verge of swooping around the dragon.

The furious dragon spotted the ants, but its boiling rage was all focused on the damn vehicle.

The attack of the ants is coming.

The hunters in the rear opened the iron hooks around their waists, and countless magnet hooks shot into the two small forelimbs of the dragon with great precision with the violent spring impact.

Then, the hunters, connected to the dragon by their hooks, galloped rapidly, their bodies outlined by the hard and clear lines of their tight combat suits, and the thin lines of steel suspended in the air trembled slightly.

It is a group of hunters assembled from the power species, and belongs to the Public Key Society.

The dragon realized the gravity of the matter, but its forelimbs were already swinging uncontrollably. In front of a group of tyrannical powers, even the majestic power of the dragon could not escape the suppression, and the tongue of fire spewed out from the cannon in his hand waved in all directions.

The pressure on the Public Key Society team has been greatly reduced at the moment, and in the center of the team, there is a huge car that is very different from other models.

The metal turret on the roof of the car slowly descended, and slowly rose a huge dark green bow and crossbow, exuding a distant ancient atmosphere.

"The bow of Mephilius, one of the world's hegemonic weapons, who will become the executioner?" Shen Fei muttered.

The dragon seemed to feel the murderous power of the dark green crossbow like a turbid wave.

The two forelimbs trembled in horror, but they still couldn't escape the suppression of the hunters. The dragon was furious, and its mouth opened, condensing a round and hot fireball as it bombarded the surging hunters.

It's just that, in front of the dragon and on both wings, there are three idle teams of black-clothed hunters standing silently, looking like a mountain statue.

Fireballs erupt from the dragon's mouth with billowing lava.

The group of idle hunters moved, their silver shields held aloft in their hands, and a faint phantom in the sunlight.

The flaming fire was stopped by a silver shield made up of hunters.

At this time, in the center of the convoy, two white-haired women wearing white holy clothes and good looks stood behind the dark green bow and crossbow. Their red lips twitched, as if they were singing the praises of the primeval times, singing the glory of the weapons of war.

"Do you do it with containers?"

Shen Fei shook his head, it was over.

At this time, near the barrier near Shen Fei, there was a yellow bird flying in the sky, and a small camera was hanging on its chest.

Shen Fei glanced at it carelessly, and then his mind became active.

For no other reason, this bird is so fat that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is fat.

The two tiny wings were unusually weak under the bloated body, fluttering slightly, and if you didn't look closely, you would think that they were a yellow ball suspended in the air.

The yellow fat bird's pointed beak spit out small bubbles, and its eyes looked at Shen Fei, narrowing into a line.

"Asleep?" Shen Fei looked at the fat bird and laughed, "Which news platform has such a delicious and lazy bird and beast reporting machine?" Hahaha. ”

His chattering didn't last long. Then, the pupils contracted instantly.

A warhead that had just been fired from the dragon's hand was shot from the sky, and the direction was where he stood.

Faced with a rapid attack, Shen Fei had to make a choice in the storm.

What did Uncle Ta say before? How many generations can the barrier block? How many generations? My stainless steel head.

He really didn't believe that this decaying and fragile elemental barrier could hold off the dragon's thunderous blow.

Looking at the grand light, Shen Fei's eyes were bloodshot, his fingers frantically pressed the remote control, and the ladder descended rapidly.

Flames like a storm pierced through the barrier, blooming in the sky, the sound like a mirror cracking was drowned out in the roar, and Shen Fei on the high ladder was knocked to the ground by the messy shockwave.

Beneath the broken iron filings, his figure is hidden.

Sure enough, those who watched and gloated rarely ended well.

The Demon King's last gaze was fixed on the wilderness ahead.

Through the ramparts, he saw the dragon pierced by green arrows, and the hunter crawled above it, shouting victory, and striking the long spine with his sharp dagger from which countless molten liquids flowed.

Hurry up and come to someone...... Shen Fei fainted.