The Ultimate Evolution

Vol 7 Chapter 107: Sluts have their own wicked mills

Not only that, after this spit, the old guy also looked at Fang Senyan with a proud look. How can you take me? Drive me away! Brother can't ask for it.

Facing the provocation of the old Mulbo, Fang Senyan calmly said:

"Since that's the case, then I have nothing to say."

Speaking of this, he will obtain the Pandora soul spar obtained from Mulbo, and the secrets of the Naomi people are all left in front of the old Mulbo, like throwing away a lot of garbage. Old Mulbo was overjoyed, but he saw these treasures being thrown to the ground at will, and he was so distressed that he snored until he picked them up and stole them:

"Don't be the best."

However, at this time, Fang Senyan had already retreated into the swift beast, and then ordered the vast savage beast to move towards the east. Old Mulbo didn't know why, suddenly there was an indescribable feeling of fear. He suddenly woke up to something and yelled hurriedly:

"Hey! The Mosak tribe is clearly on the west. What are you going to the east?"

At this time, the black buddies who stayed beside him smiled and said without smile:

"He's going to collect debt."

The old Mourbo stunned:

"What debt?"

The black buddies took out a toothpick and lazily scratched their teeth:

"The boss gave you everything back, right."

The old Moorbo felt that the treasures in his arms were burning hot like red coals, and even felt a kind of burn to the skin. He nodded numbly.

The black buddies spread their hands and said very simply:

"That's not it. Since our trade is canceled, of course, we have to get back the investment in the riding tribe. This includes not only the captives of the Mosak tribe."

"Yes!" The gold mine did not know when it jumped out of Mogansha's back, and took a tattered old-fashioned calculator in his hand.

"A total of one hundred and seventy-nine captives, eighty-four tons of beasts, one hundred and seventeen máo skins, sixty-two barrels of wine, eight plastic pockets, two toothbrushes, of course, jīng **** loss fee Qing net loss fee Interest on personal income tax for maintenance, etc. is calculated separately, because the current calculation of eight out of fourteen is more complicated. ~~~~ "

The muscle of the old Mulbo's face was twisted constantly, and he could not help yelling:

"Where can there be so many?"

Mo Gansha glanced at him and said coldly:

"Great sacrifice, you really owe us so much, oh yes, Mr. Gold Mine, you forgot to count one thing."

The gold mine was silent, then screamed:

"How could it be? How could I be underestimating !! For me, such bizarre and childish mistakes have never been possible!"

Mo Gansha looked at the old Murbo with discomfort:

"Before the son of this old thing met us, he was a useless bitch! Well, there are two tuǐ!"

The gold mine screamed exaggeratedly:

"My companion, how do you recover such things as Tu?"

Mogansha said coldly:

"What method did you use to deal with jītuǐ? Of course, it was cut down. The boss said that there is no need to say any reason for some idiots who cross the river to tear down the bridge. Cut two pounds ròu down and make up! "

Hearing the dialogue of the unscrupulous duo, the eyes of the old Mulbo flashed fiercely, and the pure black sè giant manta pterosaur also felt the owner's mood, and roared with anger and flapping his wings! That kind of feeling seems to come from the mountains and mountains that are going to collapse at any time. Obviously this old guy has already killed.

But Mo Gansha stiffened his lips, strode forward, held his golden k barrel, and hit the old Murbo's face fiercely with a backhand! Mo Gansha was so fierce that even the old Mr. Mulbo's nosebleeds came out. Venus 1uàn was in sight!

The old Mulbo did not expect such an outrageous thing to happen. For a while, he felt that all the blood in his body had poured into his face, and he was screaming and was about to shoot, but Mo Gansha spit his sputum to the ground in return to him. His eyes were full of scornful disdain:

"Old thing, I think you're Li Xun's heart, and forgot the most fundamental thing. How are you compared to Chilok? How are the riding tribe compared to the Mosak? They are beaten by us now Dogs with their tails cramped in the windstone highlands did not dare to come out! You mother Eva, the **** and earth, could n’t take us. You dare to play the river demolition bridge with us? "

The black buddies said here, and continued to pat the old Murbo's face gently with the butt:

"I tell you, dare you touch one of my heads. The black buddies are bald ... The riding tribe will die alone! If I shed a drop of blood, then all the riding tribe will have to Bleeding! "

The old Mulbo's hand pressed on the front of the beast bone's blade stiffened suddenly, his face suddenly became miserable, his mind was blank, and his body was violently sulking. Although Mo Gansha is likely to be directly killed by a combined attack with his powerful flying dragon, although Mo Gansha's stock is still insulting xìng and hitting his face u, he can't take any action. He didn't dare to do anything! !! !!

Mo Gansha seemed very satisfied with the reaction of this old an sly guy, after a while he said:

"The boss said just before he left. He just moved to see if the pressure from the outside could draw the Mosak people out. But if he hasn't got the Moss within 20 minutes, The first-hand news in the Sak tribe, then the throbbing turned into a real debt collection action against the riding tribe. "

The old Mulbo closed his eyes at once, and then hn got angry, and his miserable face gradually became Mu Ran, and then he even fell to his knees directly, lying on the ground in the dust and kissed Mo The dry sand of the shoe back, in an emotionless tone:

"You will soon get what you want, my master."

After talking about it, the old Mulbo re-exported the things that had been retrieved before, and then jumped his beloved manta winged dragon flapping his wings and flew away. It took about ten minutes for the old Mulbo to return this time, but he fell to the ground and fell directly to the ground as soon as the manta wing pterodactyl.

It can be seen that the big tuǐ of the old Mulbo has a very scary wound. It looks like it was caught by the claws of some giant beasts. A long muscle ròu is torn down. The blood is almost like a spout. shè came out.

His mount also flapped his wings and wailed sternly. At least three or four long arrows had been added to the body surface, which penetrated deeply into the body. If it were not for the huge strength of this black manta winged dragon, I believe these arrows are enough to kill it!

Although the Mosak tribe does not have high maneuvering power that can fly in the air, the air force is also very strong, and it must not be underestimated!

When Mo Gansha saw this scene, his brows frowned. At this time, Fang Senyan also rushed back, and when he saw the old Mulbo, he really fought his life this time, and he urged nothing. Fortunately, the medical level of human beings is much stronger than that of the Naomi people. Soon, the old Mourbo was wounded and bandaged and finished. The strength of this old thing is also very strong. I woke up after a while, or struggle Knelt down and kissed Fang Senyan's instep, which was only one to five ten:

"It is estimated that the Mosak tribe can survive for a long time. They have no food, but they have begun to kill the injured fellows and tamed beasts as food."

Reef heard the news and couldn't help it:

"Isn't Chirko Russia afraid of causing infighting?"

The old Murbo said:

"Everyone will pass on this hatred to us, and they will be more united by the blood of the tribe ........ But this is what the Chief Chief told me before. My eyes and ears still have Seeing resistance and crying. "

Fang Senyan nodded, silent for a while, then turned away.

The night came again.

Fang Senyan lived in the dense forest next to Fengshi Heights. The host of the Zerg is densely packed in the sky 24 hours a day. These tireless creatures are the best sentries and eyes. Even a bird ca n’t fly out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ So Fang Senyan is bold in the dense forest. There were camps without any guards.

The cyclists originally grew up in the dense forest, and they arbitrarily pulled a humble plant and covered the bonfire, so that the faint white smoke fumigated, and those annoying blood-sucking insects disappeared directly. Shadow. With their joining, Fang Senyan was more convenient. They fell into the tent and sleeping bag and soon fell asleep. Knowing that sooner or later, there will be a very difficult battle, so everyone is raising up, rest as much as possible, and meet the hard battle in the best state.

However, Fang Senyan suffered from insomnia that night. He has been considering the issue of the Mosak tribe. Since he had previously invaded the city of the Mosak tribe, Fang Senyan also knows the difficult to defend terrain. Therefore, if Chil Ook Russia wants to take the tribe as food, then it is still very difficult. It is not necessarily certain that you can take down the attack with fast beasts. After all, this group of people has a very limited time in this world.

The night of the planet Pandora is not dark, but because of the large number of light plants, it has a hazy beauty. However, Fang Senyan knew that if he encountered any difficulties, he should not show it in front of the team when he had no choice. Otherwise, he would not only affect his authority but also let his own heart be in vain.

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