Chapter six hundred and twentieth seventh chapter gangster temperament(2/2)
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"ah……"
"Fuck!"
"Grandma's!"
Zhou Sen set out on the road, and then, he could be heard cursing all the way, because there were dense thorns along the way, and after only walking a few kilometers, the skin exposed outside the animal hide was already scratched and torn.
Damn dragon scale armor, it will fall off at the critical moment!
Probably dragon scale armor needs a certain amount of stimulation to protect the skin, and a slight scratch like a thorn cannot awaken the latent dragon scale armor, so naturally there is no protection at all.
What made Zhou Sen vomit blood the most was that his animal skin shoes cracked after walking only a few hundred meters. Obviously, his sewing skills needed to be improved.
After Zhou Sen got angry, he simply took off the animal skin, carried it in his hands, and trudged barefoot through the jungle.
This is a person's "journey".
Zhou Sen gritted his teeth and adjusted his mentality, humming a little tune and walking towards Zhuolu District.
In fact, Zhou Sen didn't know the specific location of the Chiyou tribe, but he had asked the savages of the Xuanyuan tribe before and knew the direction of Zhuolu District. Now, he only needs to walk in one direction, crossing mountains and crossing rivers.
, cross the bridge when you encounter it... No, there is no bridge to cross.
The sunset time on this planet is extremely long, and Zhou Sen walked for three hours before the sunlight truly disappeared.
When the sky turned into stars, Zhou Sen found a place leeward, found some dry firewood around, and made himself a fire.
Of course, Zhou Sen did not have the skill or patience to drill wood to make fire. He did not use the skills of a refiner to light a fire, but directly lit it with a lighter.
When the barbecue grill was set up, Zhou Sen couldn't help but applaud his own cleverness, because he had already obtained a large piece of meat from the Xuanyuan tribe and put it in the space ring. Otherwise, he would be eating the garbage in the space ring now.
For food, the main thing is to hunt in the mountains to find meat.
When the meat was steaming on the campfire and the aroma of meat filled the air, Zhou Sen wanted to summon his own outdoor equipment, then pour a glass of wine and enjoy this rare comfort.
However, Zhou Sen controlled his desires. He didn't want to develop bad habits and expose his identity, because he had to maintain his savage image at all times.
If he summons some modern appliances and drinks fine wine, and a wild man suddenly appears, his plan will be ruined.
Danger.
Just when Zhou Sen was thinking about being discovered by a savage, suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura filled the air.
"Whoosh!"
Almost instinctively, Zhou Sen suddenly turned sideways. Immediately, a sharp arrow stared at the tree trunk next to his ear, making a buzzing and shaking sound, which was terrifying.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Amidst the sound of piercing the air, three more sharp arrows were fired in the shape of a pin.
"Fuck!"
Zhou Sen was angry, and with a shudder, he ran wildly into the dark woods. When his powerful fingers clasped around a person's throat, the afterimage behind him was still at the campfire.
The speed is shocking.
Zhou Sen did not kill him because the person whose throat he had locked was a woman.
Zhou Sen will not kill women unless necessary...
Chapter completed!