"There—" An exclamation rang out from the crowd, and as he followed the guidance of his fingers, he saw a figure running from a distance with a large wild boar on his back.

"I'll rub—" After just one glance, Zhang Chumo's eyes widened, revealing a ghostly expression on his face. The huge boar completely covered even the people who carried him. Looking at the way it was running, it was simply this wild boar that was running upright and running.

"Amo...... Good...... It's amazing...... This pig ...... It should be five hundred pounds, right?" Chang Xi swallowed his saliva and asked in disbelief.

"Now I will say that it is a thousand catties, and I will believe it...... I'm obedient...... Although Da Zhuang has been like a cow since he was a child, he didn't expect to mutate directly when he grew up...... Not to mention how he beat this pig, it's just that he resists like this, and generally no five or six people can't carry it!"

Zhang Chumo said, taking Chang Xi's hand and greeting him from afar. When he arrived in front of the wild boar, Zhang Dazhuang was already surrounded.

"Da Zhuang, go back and wait to be cleaned up by your mother, and run into the forest quietly, what do you really think of yourself? In case you encounter a more vigorous one, is your two hundred pounds of meat enough for people to stuff their teeth?" A clear and slightly shrill female voice sounded.

"It's okay, I'm rough and thick-skinned, and my mother's stick doesn't hurt me. Ah Feng, are you concerned about me? Have the Ninth Master and Ah Mo arrived? I'm not too late for this pig, are I?"

"Who is your name, Amo, and what are you called?" Suddenly, a rough voice sounded, so frightened that Zhang Dazhuang shuddered and threw the wild boar in his hand to the ground, turned around and ran.

As soon as he ran three steps, his shoulder was held down by a rough palm, "Little rabbit, run into the mountains silently?"

The shoulders are big and the waist is round, and the tiger has a bear waist.

Although the voice is a woman, it really can't be seen from the appearance that this middle-aged woman is connected to a woman. Especially one hand pressed Zhang Dazhuang so much that he couldn't move, and the other hand, the stick that had dozens of pounds of sticks no matter how you looked at it, was danced by the tiger.

This scene is a daily life in the eyes of the people in the village, but it is so terrifying in the eyes of Zhang Chumo and Chang Xi. Isn't this too brutal and barbaric?

In particular, the sound of sticks hitting the flesh and skin was like thunder. If you were an ordinary person, this stick should be burping, right? Is the person in front of you still the kind and kind niece and daughter-in-law when she was a child?

"Mom...... Tap it...... So many elders are watching...... Save some face...... Oops, folded...... My arm is going to break ......."

"Now I know it hurts? What did you say just now? The old lady's stick can only tickle you? The old lady will give you a good scratch now......

"Ah...... Ah Feng ...... Persuade my mother...... Otherwise you don't have a man......"

"Phew, deserve it......"

"Hahaha...... Ah Feng, when will you get along with Da Zhuang......"

The crowd looked at the joke with a smile, but Zhang Chumo was bottomless in his heart. If this special fight continues, even he can't stand it. Hurriedly pulled Chang Xi to squeeze through the crowd, "Stop fighting, stop!"

A stick paused in front of Zhang Dazhuang's arm. The middle-aged woman looked back, and a smile bloomed on her face when she saw Zhang Chumo, "Little uncle, you see the joke...... You also know that Da Zhuang, this kid has been disobedient since he was a child......"

"That's a little bit of a tap...... With such a thick stick, I'm not afraid that it will really be broken!" Zhang Chumo said in an accentuated tone with a blank face, he didn't mean to pretend to be garlic. Seniority is placed here, and only this tone can be used to speak.

"Ah Mo-you are already here......" The moment Zhang Dazhuang saw Zhang Chumo, his eyes lit up.

"Crash-" a stick slammed on the shoulder again, "How did you call people?

"Yes, yes, little uncle......"

"Everyone disperse, bring the wild boar back, Da Zhuang, how did you get this goods?" Zhang Chumo said, curiously kicking the wild boar under his feet. For a moment, his eyes shrank slightly.

Not only did the boar die, but it bled to death. The eyes that are round and unwilling, no matter how you look at it, you can't look at it.

"Amo...... I went up the mountain yesterday morning, and I found the trail not long after I arrived on the mountain. But this ghost elf, knowing that I can't beat me, turn around and run.

If it weren't for chasing this beast, it wouldn't have wasted a day and a night. Later, this beast was blocked by me at the mouth of the gourd where we had been before, hehehe...... It was a bit of a backbone at the time and wanted to fight me to the death.

It's a pity that a beast is a beast, and the brain is not good. I smashed my skull with one punch, and the second punch directly shattered my head and burped. Ah Mo, let's go, this wild boar is enough to set up a banquet for thirty tables......"

"I'll go ......" Zhang Chumo's eyes widened, combined with the wound on the boar's head, the picture of how Zhang Dazhuang blew the wild boar to death with two punches appeared in his mind. Nima, this is too cruel, isn't it?

Stretched out his hand and gently patted Zhang Da Zhuang's shoulders and arms, "Da Zhuang, you tell me honestly, have you awakened?"

"Awakening?what?"

"Superpowers, or is it a body mutation or something? Such a big boar was killed by your two punches? Even Wu Song can only kill a tiger!"

"Isn't a tiger better than a wild boar?"

"Nima, can this wild boar be an ordinary wild boar? ten tigers can't do it, okay?" As he spoke, Zhang Chumo increased his strength and tested Zhang Dazhuang's strength.

"Huh?" Zhang Dazhuang's face changed slightly, and he also increased his strength to resist. In an instant, the two suddenly reached out in tacit understanding, and their palms were clasped together.

Looking at this scene, the crowd around them, which was gradually dispersed, suddenly stopped their movements strangely. turned around one by one, looking at Zhang Chumo and Zhang Dazhuang curiously. In the eye contact, there is an indescribable strange feeling.

Chang Xi shivered slightly, holding Zhang Chumo's hand tightly. From the moment he entered the Sage Village, Chang Xi felt that this village was strange. And now, the feeling for him is terrifying.

Zhang Chumo increased his strength slightly, but the feeling in his hand was like holding fine iron. The corners of Zhang Dazhuang's mouth on the opposite side were inadvertently slightly hooked.

For Zhang Dazhuang, Zhang Chumo wants to compete with himself, which is really a hard knock of eggs and stones. His own strength cannot be compared with less than five in the village. Zhang Chumo looked at the thin man, and he could hang him up with just one finger.

Although they have played together since childhood, they are their own elders. But in this regard, Zhang Dazhuang does not intend to let in. You can make the strength of the milk better...... I want to be able to feel something, even if I lose......

Zhang Dazhuang thought so in his heart, and the expression on his face became playful and relaxed. That kind of overriding arrogance just rose, and Zhang Dazhuang's face suddenly changed.