The beauty scorpion used the fastest speed to kill and disperse the fierce beasts surging around, but it still couldn't save the group of arrogant little brothers on weekdays.

They were constantly bitten to death and taken away, and some were even eaten by corpses on the spot, and the black grass on the ground nourished by blood was extremely happy.

The explosions and the sound of guns and cannons could no longer dispel these blood-mad beasts, and what they were enjoying was the most extreme food they could taste in this life, and they couldn't let go even if they died.

"Whew!!!"

Suddenly, there was a bleak wolf howl in the mountains and forests, and the beasts that were still immersed in the banquet were all startled, and their huge beast eyes were full of fear. The fear of death eventually overcame their thirst for blood, and they retreated into the jungle.

Because this is the roar of the wolf king, the wolves of the mountains are the masters of this wild land, they fight in the form of armies, they are efficient and not afraid of death, and dare to attack all animals larger than themselves.

Even if you are a male lion standing at the top of the food chain, you can only run away like a kitten with your tail between your legs in front of the wolves.

Soon, the Blood Banquet stopped, leaving only the corpses in one place, and the beautiful scorpion leaning against the tree to support its body with diamond teeth. Her whole body was covered in wounds and blood, and she had never been more embarrassed since becoming a mechanical prosthetic merger.

The frenzied slaughter convoy drove up, and a bunch of brothers jumped from fifteen off-road trucks, looking at the smudges all over the ground, many of them vomiting.

"Scorpion, how did you make yourself look like this?" The furious boss, who had jumped into a pool of blood, walked up to the beautiful scorpion, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on her face, all of which smelled of beasts.

"Boss, I missed." The mermaid scorpion's hand holding the diamond tooth rattles.

"It's not terrible to miss a hand, it's the worst thing to be blinded by anger. No matter how shrewd a hunter is, he will only act with anger, and he will become a prey. "Fury is called rage, but the calm aura of Nasven does not match the name at all.

"He's too cunning to meet such an opponent in the past." The beauty scorpion is finally willing to admit Zhang Lan's strength.

"I told you, he is very dangerous, he can't give him any chance, you just like to call the shots yourself, wait for you to sit in my place, so that you don't take the lives of your subordinates seriously, you know?"

Furious smiled and patted the face of the beautiful scorpion, everyone knew that it was the most terrifying when it came to criticizing with a furious smile, because it was tantamount to an ultimatum, and if he was asked to criticize again, he would die.

"Yes, I see." The cold hairs on the scorpion's back stood up.

"They're on the red lake in the north, be careful, they've stopped, they're waiting for us. Whew! Furiously, there was a wolf howl in the sky, and the sound of salsa came from the mountains and forests, and many mountain wolves rushed past the team, far more efficient than these human bandits.

"Come with me! Go get the boss's head! ”

The beautiful scorpion raised its diamond teeth and shouted, and everyone followed with guns and shouts. This is the last chance for the scorpion, and arguably for everyone......

And it was also at this time that Zhang Lan asked Illian to sit on her knees in a natural pit made of rocks by the lake.

"Why do you have to fight them? Can't we just get away on a motorcycle? "Ilian doesn't understand Zhang Lan's stubbornness.

"Because the probability of escaping is only 37.8%, 100% of the battlefield when I am caught up will not be the position I picked, the uncertainty of victory or defeat is more than 47.8%, and the mortality rate of your accidental injury is as high as 27.6%. Instead of that, it is better to choose a battlefield that I am prepared for, and the win rate can be increased by 30 percentage points. Zhang Lan said as a matter of course.

"You must have a bag in your head, can this kind of thing also calculate?" Ilian said.

"Everything in the world can be calculated, and the only thing that can't be counted is feelings." As she spoke, Zhang Lan pulled over a boulder and sealed the pit where Elion was, leaving only a gap where her eyes could look out so that she could breathe.

Sealed in the stone pit in this mountain, 1 hour ago, Elion would not have accepted it if she was killed, but now she is used to such an arrangement.

Zhang Lan has a reassuring magic, perhaps because after he digitizes everything, he can use data to convince everything, right?

In the mountains and forests by the lake, Zhang Lan had already completed the layout, just waiting for the arrival of the crazy slaughter.

After a round of fighting, only a hundred or so people remained, but they were the most experienced bandits, and each of them was the master of killing people without blinking.

As they approached the lake, they slowly advanced in a scattered form, unusually cautious under their feet. In their hands, they are holding weapons that are even more frantic than the regular army, and some even carry anti-tank guns on their shoulders.

This group of murderers who are close to semi-militarization only know that Zhang Lan's revolver is very accurate, and the mechanical hand is fierce in close combat, but they obviously don't know that what Zhang Lan is really powerful is his brain.

A big-shouldered and round-waisted thug walked forward, holding an ion heavy machine gun in his hand in a loaded posture, and could break it into a plug at any time when he saw it.

But as he walked forward, he clicked on something, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a wooden plank, and on both sides of the plank were tied to the vines that had been pulled to a straight point, and the two trees at the end of the vines were about to be bent to break.

"!"

As soon as the murderer finished scolding, he was shot into the sky with a whoosh, and flew out of Chihu in a parabolic manner. The fat man in the air screamed and pulled the trigger like a ball of light that had been thrown out.

Before he could fall into the lake, the toucan jumped up and swallowed him in one gulp, making a 3-meter-high splash.

You don't have to imagine that he can get out of the belly of the fish, the toucan has a total of 3,600 teeth in its mouth, a total of 60 rows, and even a car can be bitten in one bite, and this little person can only be eaten as a snack.

"Be careful! There are traps! ”

There was no point in shouting on the communicator, and a dozen of them became bait thrown at the lake, and the toucans in the lake cheered and jumped out of the water to catch food, making the lake look like a rough sea.

And when this group of guys looked at the death of their companions in a panic and took care of their feet, the boulders falling overhead, the wooden drill plates bouncing up on both sides, the grenade tripping locks accidentally kicked, all kinds of traps emerged one after another, and the ways of death were strange.

This group of murderers was already dead before they even saw Zhang Lan's figure.

"Ahh Bastard! Fuck you, uncle! You come out, there's a kind of one-on-one with me! A murderer whose right leg had been pierced by a bamboo stick fell to the ground screaming, and kept shooting around with a gun, but what he didn't expect was that the grass next to him suddenly moved and squatted in front of him.

If you look closely, it turned out to be Zhang Lan, who was covered in black mud and grass.

"You're going to do it alone, okay." Zhang Lan raised his hand with a knife, slitting the murderer's throat and ending a heads-up.