After flipping through her body, except for the sextant, there was only one red dragon fish scale left by Lea. The scales were not ordinary round scales, but were sharp spindle-shaped and extremely hard. It was good as a weapon, but it was not very useful.

He looked up at the beast released today, a brown local dog that was a little smaller than a red-eyed tiger.

"All-small local dog, gray, no skills!"

The local dog's nose was leaning on the ground and wandering around. He was not interested in strangers, and big bones were his favorite.

Wu Shuang rolled his eyes, thinking that Wen Lai looked down on their slap pupils a little, and the beasts released were getting weaker and weaker. Isn’t this obviously a way to bring food to everyone?

Three members were lost in a row, and the Europeans no longer dared to go out rashly. They carefully stared at the movements in the field and glanced at the other two groups of people from time to time.

"Walk!"

The wind was sweeping around Wu Shuang, and two agile orientals took action together. Judging from their dark brown skin, they should be islanders on the Southeast Asian archipelago. These people lived in the jungle and honed their ability to fight against wild animals. They were more than enough to deal with a native dog.

The two seem to know each other, and their body movements are surprisingly consistent. They use their palms as their swords to slash at the throat of the native dog.

The local dog was not stupid either. It opened its mouth and bit it at the palm of the two people. However, it was only gray, which was no different from the ordinary family pets. Its power was very small under this bite. The two oriental people had a sharp palm and a steady state. One of them directly met the local dog's bloody mouth and slashed it down with the momentum, splitting its head into two, and the other cut off its neck with one palm.

Blood splattered everywhere, and whine continued.

Wen Lai took a sip of tea, took a casual look at the information on his hands, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Shuang thought that he did not have the skill of killing the local dog with empty hands. In addition to expressing shock, he could only envy, jealousy and hatred.

"What are you doing?"

The two were about to drag the local dog down, but Horib came out at some point, looking at the two men with a grin on their faces and clenched their fists. Needless to say, Wu Shuang knew what the fight was going on.

"The person who meets me has a share. How about this native dog giving me a piece of thigh?"

He gave Horib a blank look, and the two of them did not answer and continued to pack up the food on the ground.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Horib's face darkened, and he grabbed one of the people's shoulders. The latter shocked him with force, which shocked him two steps back.

"court death!"

Horib laughed sinisterly, and a heavy punch hit the two of them with a strong and powerful punch. The punch was swift, leaving a faint afterimage in the air.

Crack.

The sound of fists and palms intersecting suddenly sounded, and one of the two men folded their hands and formed a palm to block the force of the fist, but they couldn't do it according to their strength. They also took a step back when they were stimulated by this fist force.

"Drink!" Horryb used his barbaric means and swept towards the two of them like a strong wind. He was so powerful that he forced the two of them to dodge and dared not face the enemy head-on.

Seeing the opportunity, one of them took the opportunity to roll behind Horib, gathered all his strength to aim at his calf joint and kicked hard.

thump!

Horib knelt on one knee, and was hit on his calf, and his whole body was overwhelmed. His face rolled in pain, raised his arms, and whirled around in place for a fierce whirlwind.

Spiral pile driving!

Wu Shuang was surprised to think of Street Fighter.

This strenuous attack still achieved the effect. The islander who sneaked into his chest was hit by Horib's fist, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his body was thrown to the corner of the wall. The other one was swept by the fist and was so shocked that he drifted back several meters.

Local dog!

Everyone's greedy eyes fell on the local dogs, and they ran to the field almost at the same time to compete for the fat piece of meat. Wu Shuang and Damu were no exception. They followed their own people and rushed up. Only two Africans sat upright like clay sculptures, looking coldly at everything that was happening in front of them.

"Forget it, half of each person!" Someone shouted this loudly, and everyone stopped fighting in an instant.

The islander separated everyone and tore the local dog in half. Half of the local dog was thrown on Horib with its bloody internal organs. Wu Shuang looked at the bulging muscles on the islander's arms as he tried hard, and quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva from his throat.

Europeans returned to their stronghold happily, and Horib sat down with all his fingers, glanced at his companions proudly, and chewed the raw meat with big mouthfuls under the hungry eyes. Perhaps he was too hungry, and even the raw meat was eaten with relish.

After he had enough food and drink, the remaining three Europeans picked up the vague skeletons from the ground and chewed. Of course, the internal organs that flowed all over the ground were too dirty and no one wanted to touch them.

In contrast, the fate of dog meat on Wu Shuang is much better. The islanders have their own cooking method. They carry fire with them, peel off the internal organs, twist the heads and bake them on the fire. Soon, the fragrance spreads out, causing everyone to make their index fingers excited.

The person who saw him had a share, which was aimed at his own people. The two islanders were quite generous and distributed the dog meat to the other orientals evenly. Although Wu Shuang was so hungry, there were three things hesitant to eat in his life, including dog meat. So when he took the roasted dog meat from the islanders gratefully, he hesitated with the piece of dog meat with the fragrant meat.

"Wu Shuang, why don't you eat?" Damu sat next to Wu Shuang, took a bite of the golden and delicate crispy skin, and asked.

"Look at the two black men over there, they seemed to be an old monk entering into meditation, and they didn't move. I wonder if they were still alive?"

Wu Shuang pointed to the two Africans opposite. Thinking of their not saying a word for three days, nor did they participate in the fight between the crowd. He was a little curious and couldn't help but walk over.

"Friend, there is a piece of dog meat here, please eat it!"

Seeing Wu Shuang appear in front of him, the two black men raised their heads lightly, and a ray of light emitted from their bright eyes. One of them smiled and said, "Thank you." As he said that, he took the dog meat from Wu Shuang's hands and shared it with his companions next to him. When he smiled, he showed a row of snow-white teeth, which made Wu Shuang envious.

"I'm from Egypt, my name is Pepi, and he is my younger brother Payne."

"Wu Shuang, Chinese." Wu Shuang shook hands with the other party politely. Afterwards, he thought heartlessly that international diplomacy was just that.

Seeing that Pepi and Penn closed their eyes after eating, Wu Shuang suddenly lost interest in talking and retreated in disappointment, but unexpectedly won the praise from the two islanders.

"We two brothers are Thai, Jike, Jili, what's your name?" Ji was the uninjured islander. He smiled and reached out to his hand. Wu Shuang shook it lightly, and at the same time he also reported his name and country.

Thai people, no wonder they are so good.

Wu Shuang didn't eat a bite of meat, and was hungry and didn't know how to pass the time. Damu asked with concern, but he was all over. Night fell, the remains of the beasts on the ground automatically disappeared, and the moonlight poured on the quiet training ground again, and the people around him fell into a dream.

In a daze, Wu Shuang opened his eyes and ushered in a fresh day as a training ground for death. It was the fourth day. Three Europeans of the fourteen people died and one Asian was injured. Except for Wu Shuang's hungry, most of them ate something and could barely fill their stomachs.

Wu Shuang was naturally left behind with the Thai man named Ji Li as a key protected object.

This time, the Kaspers faced a real beast, the poisonous fangs snake. This is a white beast attacked by venom skills. No one in the Kaspers dared to take the initiative to challenge it. Even Ji Ke stayed in his camp obediently and remained silent.

The poisonous snake spitted out a letter and moved on the wall. Everyone held their breath and stared at the moving shadows on the wall, ready to evacuate their positions at any time.

The disaster did not come to Katu's head again this time, because when the poisonous fangs opened his bloody mouth and bit one of the Easterners, the smart Easterners had already mastered the weapon. He calculated the right time and accurately sent the thigh bone removed from the earthen dog into the poisonous fangs' throat. Unfortunately, he was stained with some venom that spurted out from the snake's mouth. After a moment, the toxins entered his body, turning him into a piece of pus.

Wu Shuang watched the man die in pain, sweating on his back.
Chapter completed!