ring of beasts

If you ignore the white hair and white eyebrows of the little snowman, what is wrapped in the wolf net is clearly the immature face of a little girl. But now this immature face is full of fear and panic.

Seeing the frightened look of the little snowman, Yang Guang was slightly embarrassed. I'm really not a bad person, he thought to himself.

"Don't worry about where we come from. Let me ask you first, where is this place? Tell me quickly," Yang Guang said bitterly.

After the little snowman was frightened by Yang Guangsan, he cried and finished answering Yang Guang's questions.

The big snowman nearby seemed to want to stop the little snowman from talking to Yang Guang, but after Yisu put his huge ax on the big snowman's neck, he became more honest.

However, Yang Guang did not get a lot of useful information.

The little snowman doesn't know where this place is, because he has lived here since he was born. This is where it could be.

As for this huge circular stone formation, the little snowman said that this is the place where his snowman tribe prays. Legend has it that it was built by a "god" a long time ago.

Yang Guang would have scoffed at the word "god" in the past, but not anymore.

As for why the snow people speak Chinese, the little snow man can't explain it, because his people all speak Chinese, and they spoke Chinese a long, long time ago.

Chinese is a very ancient language. Legend has it that the Chinese characters were invented by Cangji, a minister of the Yellow Emperor. So it is very likely that the Yeti came to the inner world from the surface world in ancient times.

Maybe they have been related to the Han people for thousands of years.

From the words of the little snowman, we learned that they are not the only two snowmen in this underground world. There are many snowmen living here.

In fact, this is the first race of people that the little snowman has seen that is different from him.

Yang Guang hoped that the little snowman could take him to visit their clan so that he could get more information about the inner earth world.

After all, the two snowmen he caught were both young. The older one was the little snowman’s brother. Maybe the elders in the clan would know more.

But no matter how intimidating Yang Guang was, Little Snowman refused to agree to take Yang Guang to their tribe's habitat.

Of course Yang Guang couldn't really do anything to the little snowman girl.

He had no choice but to detain the two snowmen first, and then wait for their tribesmen to find them. In this vast snow, Yang Guang himself had no way to find their tribesmen.

So, he tied up the two snowmen and threw them aside. Yang Guang led everyone and decided to eat and wait.

"Dear, we still eat hot pot."

"Sir, we also want to eat hotpot mutton"

"Sir, we want to eat roast leg of lamb."

"Okay. I'll satisfy you all," Yang Guang said proudly.

Set up a tent to cover the heavy goose feather snow falling all over the sky.

Then, Yang Guang took out the stove and big pot, cumin, sesame juice, etc.

In the world of Yang Guang's Ring, a lot of animals were stolen last time in the Rocky Mountains. Two sheep were killed, and everyone sat on the ground in the ice and snow and ate steaming hot pot.

“It’s cool”

"Yeah, it's so warm."

"Sir, please hurry up, do you have anything else?" Roger leaned in front of Yang Guang and said shyly.

"What"

"Lao-gan-mom," Roger said one word at a time, "the spicy one."

"Give" Yang Guang threw it to him casually.

"Sir," Yisu approached Yang Guang with a wolfish face, and said sarcastically, "Is there any more Erguotou? The wine I drank today is too weak."

Yang Guang took a look and saw that Yi Su was holding half a bottle of Wuliangye.

"Your uncle!" Yang Guang kicked him on the butt. He took out several bottles of Erguotou worth a few yuan and threw them at him. "You bitch, what kind of bullshit taste is this? I'll give it to you."

"That's it, this one is the most exciting." Isu laughed so hard.

Werewolves and vampire warriors have lived in the underground world for many years. This time they followed Yang Guang out, and they were in for a treat.

Hot pot, barbecue, canned meat, seasonal vegetables, beer and liquor are all available for them to make.

The warriors of the two races were so happy that their tongues dropped. Vampires eat various mushrooms all the year round, while werewolves can only eat sour rat meat.

Beef, mutton, and vegetables are absolutely luxurious luxuries to them.

As for the wine, it is truly legendary, on the same level as their artifacts.

In Yang Guang's ring world, there are all kinds of lively animals, as well as various quick-frozen foods, fresh ingredients, grains, and various alcoholic beverages stored in the refrigerator.

Because every time Yang Guang goes out, he stays outside for a long time, so he prepares a lot of food in the Ring World.

As long as it's something that money can solve, it's not a big deal.

"Brother, I'm afraid. I'm hungry too. I haven't eaten for several days." Yang Guang heard the little snowman not far away and whispered to the big snowman.

"Bai Huan, when the clan members arrive, they will kill all these monsters. We can go home in a while." The snowman spoke for the first time. "We will have food when we go home."

"You lied. There is no food at home."

Damn, it turns out that their last name is actually Bai.

Although the two people spoke in very low voices, Yang Guang still heard them.

"Little girl, would you like a bowl of noodles?" Yang Guang came to the little snowman named Bai Huan with a bowl of noodles. "It's delicious mutton noodles."

After finishing the hot pot, you can't eat a bowl of noodles.

"Go away, we won't eat your food, monster," the snowman said sadly.

You monsters actually call me a monster. Is there any reason for this? Yang Guang thought sadly and angrily.

Yang Guang untied the rope tied to the little snowman and placed a bowl of hot noodles in front of her.

"Eat." Yang Guang smiled like the big bad wolf who deceived Little Red Riding Hood. "But don't run away, or I will kill your brother."

The little snowman's eyes were evasive and she didn't dare to pick it up. Yang Guang put the noodles in front of her and returned to the tent not far away.

The little snowman finally couldn't resist the temptation of food. After secretly looking at Yang Guang for a few times, he picked up the bowl and started eating with chopsticks.

Test, she can actually use chopsticks.

"Sir, someone is coming." Just when Yang Guang had eaten and drank enough and was lighting up a cigarette and smoking it beautifully, Yisu reminded Yang Guang softly.

Yang Guang tried his best to look into the distance, but couldn't see anything in the darkness. But he could hear a group of rustling sounds coming from the distance.

"Get ready to fight." Yang Guang calmly took out a puff of cigarette, flicked the ashes, and then said, "I came with an olive branch and a gun. Please don't let the olive branch slip from my hand."

"Sir, you said this very tastefully," Roger said with a sneer, "Also, is that the legendary cigarette you are putting on your mouth?"

"General." Yang Guang took another beautiful puff. Then he took off half of the cigarette from his mouth and handed it to Roger, "Try it."

"Sir, you are so generous."

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

"Bai Yuan, Bai Huan"

"Are you at the altar?"

"Where are you"

The group of people walked towards Stonehenge from a distance. As they walked, they shouted the names of the two snowmen who were caught.

"Uncle, we are here"

"We were captured by a group of monsters"

"Come and save us"

When the two snowmen heard that their tribesmen were coming, they shouted excitedly inside the wolf net.

Yang Guang didn't care, he was looking for those people anyway.

"Bai Yuan, Bai Huan, what's wrong with you?" More than a dozen snowmen saw the two snowmen trapped in the net. They excitedly opened the wolf cavalry's net and untied the ropes tied to the two snowmen.

When Yang Guang saw these dozen snowmen, he was so surprised that he almost bit off his tongue.

Qian. It turns out that what he caught was just two underage children from the Yeti tribe.

The dozen or so snowmen who came this time were probably in their prime, and they were all three to four meters tall.

"Uncle, those monsters tied us up." The little snowman threw himself into the arms of a four-meter-tall white-haired snowman, then pointed at Yang Guang and others and said, "Where are those monsters?"

"Catch them." The four-meter snowman spoke with great momentum, pointing at Yang Guang and others, and said to the snowman behind him.

The weapons in the hands of the snowmen are very simple, they are just wooden sticks with stone axes attached to them.

But these stone axes tied to wooden sticks are very huge, like a door.

These four-meter snowmen came towards Yang Guang and others menacingly.

"Bang bang bang bang" the M4 rifle in Yang Guang's hand directly sprayed out a stream of bullets at the feet of those snowmen.

Yang Guang doesn't mind hitting them either. It's impossible for every race to be able to withstand bullets like the werewolves.

Damn, they are more arrogant than me. I didn’t do anything to them, and I even gave them a bowl of noodles, Yang Guang thought bitterly.

The powerful explosions, the huge snow dance splashing in the snow, and the tongues of fire spurting out from the muzzle of the gun in the darkness made these snowmen look at each other in shock and stopped their attack.

The tall snowman who was called uncle by the little snowman changed his expression from gloomy to bright for a few times, and he was quite hesitant in his heart.

The M4 rifle in Yang Guang's hand frightened him. He thought Yang Guang was holding some kind of magical weapon.

"Where did you come from and what do you want to do?" the tall snowman asked in a deep voice.

"We came here from the surface of the earth, and we came here with friendship. There is no malice." Yang Guang did not intend to start a war with them. "I just wanted to ask where this place is."

"What kind of place is that on the surface of the earth?" The tall snowman didn't know. "As for what kind of place this is, this is the territory of our Bo (Nian Bai) people."

"You are not welcome here, please leave quickly"

"It's your business whether you welcome us or not, and it's our business whether we leave or not," Yang Guang said. "It's not impossible to leave. I want to ask why you monsters can speak our language."

"I also want to ask you, why do you monster speak our language?" the tall snowman also asked.

"Who is the monster? Look at your white hair. Isn't it a monster?" Yang Guang said.

"Look at you, you don't even have any hair, you're not even a monster," the tall snowman sneered, pointing at the werewolves, "And those people actually have black hair, they're so ugly."

Yang Guang was so angry that he vomited blood, and I turned into a monster.

It’s easy to understand. Just like when we see foreigners, they are all foreigners, but when we go to foreign countries, foreigners see us as foreigners.

Yang Guang and the tall snowman exchanged words for a while. It seemed that they didn't know the ins and outs of their clan.

"Forget it, let's go, you are a bunch of fools," Yang Guang said to his soldiers.

The soldiers picked up pots and pans, gnawed on the unfinished lamb legs and mutton chops, and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute," the tall snowman said suddenly, "keep all your food."

The snowmen with weapons immediately looked at Yang Guang fiercely, their eyes shining with greed, as if they were risking their lives for food.

"What if I don't want to"

"Humph, if you don't want to, do you think you can leave alive?"

There are many cattle, sheep and horses in his ring world, but Yang Guang is really not used to being robbed by others, let alone being threatened by others.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Bang" Yang Guang turned around and fired two bullets, "I think you really deserve a beating."

The M4 bullet hit the two thighs of the tall snowman, splattering two puffs of blood, and then two bunches of blood flowed down the snowman's legs.

Sure enough, they don't have the tough skin of werewolves.

"Oh -" the tall snowman groaned, and then knelt down in front of Yang Guang with a "pop" sound. However, he was much taller than Yang Guang when he was kneeling.

It looked like he was seriously injured.

"patriarch"

"Uncle, how are you?" Bai Huan and Bai Yuan hurried over and tried to help the tall snowman up.

It’s just that the tall snowman really can’t stand up anymore.

"I fought monsters with you -" Bai Yuan picked up a huge wooden stick and rushed towards Yang Guang.

"Bang" kicked Bai Yuan seven to eight meters away. For underage children, it was really difficult for Yang Guangwei to shoot.

"We'll fight these monsters." More than a dozen snowmen charged towards Yang Guang and the others with wooden and stone sticks in their hands.

Werewolf warriors and vampire warriors fought with the snowman.

These snowmen are very strong, and they can easily hold stone axes tied to huge wooden sticks in their hands.

This time it was the werewolf warriors' turn to be unlucky, because they were not as strong as the snowmen. Although their skin was hard and not easily injured, they were beaten to the point where they could not get up.

But the performance of the vampire warriors is remarkable, because they are much more flexible than the snowmen. Their racial talent is agility, and they can easily move around under the cross-systems and armpits of the snowman warriors, and from time to time

Stab him with a knife.

It's just that the snowman warriors are all over three and a half meters tall and very strong. It seems that the war will not end for a while.

Yang Guang joined the battle carrying his own three and a half meter long steel gun.

"Bang" Yang Guang jumped up and smashed the steel gun on the head of a snowman warrior.

"Puff!" The carbine stabbed into another person's thigh again.

The snowmen seem to be just taller and stronger.

"If you don't have any skills, why don't you imitate others' methods of robbery?" Yang Guang said, looking at the scarred snowman warriors on the ground.

A dozen soldiers were either injured by Yang Guang or bled by vampire warriors, and most of them lost their fighting ability after a while.

"Your Majesty's methods are too cruel." An old voice sounded in the darkness not far away.

Is there anyone here who is brave enough to do justice?

Yang Guang shined a flashlight and saw a hunchbacked old snowman standing in the darkness holding a wooden staff.

"Old man, please stop talking nonsense, okay?" Yang Guang said to the old snowman, "Be careful, I will sue you for slander. It was your tribe who wanted to rob me first, should I be robbed by you?" (To be continued...)