Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 43 Conditions that cannot be refused!
"Six years is too long! If you want me to say two years is too long, why not change it to one year!" General Zhou sat on the ground and paid back the money.

"For the surnamed Zhou, I set the rules."

"Listen to me, such a big rule, if you can't grasp it, let me do it."

"Zhou Datou!" The other party cursed angrily.

"Old black ghost!"

Woo.

The eyes of the two generals met in the air, they did not give in, and their momentum collided with each other!
It was as if two invisible giant waves collided together.

The guards on both sides felt the killing intent rushing towards their faces, and their hearts froze, and they were slightly restless.

Tang Wen felt the aura rising out of thin air, and was startled.

With this kind of strength, if you make a move against yourself, you may not be able to survive a single move.

Their aura is much more terrifying than the silver wolf.

"Zhou Datou, you can't be the master, you can go back and ask your flame girl now!"

"Old Hei, you'd better go back and tell your godfather directly, it's impossible! Don't even think about it!"

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"I'll take a step back, five and a half years!"

"Okay, I'll give in too, two years and one day!"

"Fuck you! Datou Zhou, what do you call Rang?"

"What are you doing?"

Aggressive, haggling.

Until noon, there was no discussion about why.

Tang Wen listened with great interest. It turned out that Commander Zhao and General Zhou, who were so serious in the camp, were all sloppy hob meat outside.

In order to fight for profit, he can say anything.

It's no problem to scold the street like a shrew.

"Hei old ghost! I'm hungry. When you go back to eat cold food, think about it with your stupid heads. It's still 6 years. We dare to promise, do you believe it?"

In the area where the two camps are located, people can freeze to death in winter.

If we don't get coal for 6 years, we will definitely fight.

"Hmph!" As a general, Heishan Ghost naturally understood this truth.

He rode forward and came to a position between the two armies.

General Zhou also rode slowly towards him.

The lips of the two opened and closed slightly, discussing silently.

Someone in the hunting team looked puzzled.

A captain explained: "Secret voice transmission, no matter how close others are, they can't hear what they are saying. It is a skill that can only be mastered by general-level strength."

Secret language sound transmission.

In the eyes of the guards, there was a look of admiration or yearning.

Tang Wen was silently calculating in his heart that martial apprentices are hunting guards, warriors are hunting captains, and martial artists are hunting camp commanders.

So general, what realm is it?
Behind the martial artist is the great martial artist, the king of martial arts, the emperor of martial arts, the respect of martial arts, and the emperor of martial arts?
"Then three and a half years! I want things now!"

Suddenly, General Zhou's sonorous tone interrupted Tang Wen's wild thoughts.

thing?

what?
"Bring it up." The old ghost ordered.

A thing that looked like a slate covered with a black cloth was carried out by the people from the Montenegro camp.

"Commander Li, come here."

General Zhou didn't look at it, and called a commander to come forward.

"Zhou Datou, you are still so timid." Hei Laogui laughed mockingly.

Commander Li strode forward, uncovered the black cloth on the slate, and pondered for a while.

He waved his hand and called the two captains over, and the three of them studied together.

The three of them watched for a while, lowered their heads and discussed something.

The hunting team guard was curious.

They all guessed what it was.

I saw one of the captains posing in a calm posture.

Only then did Tang Wen realize that what was on the slate might be a visualization.

After a while, Commander Li said to General Zhou: "I'm not sure, come a few more people, Zhou Bing, come here."

Zhou Bing obviously guessed it too, and turned around to give Tang Wen a wink, motioning him to follow.

Eleven captains are here.

Everyone has practiced Kaishan Paoquan, and you can tell at a glance that the carvings on the stone slabs are "visualization pictures".

No one said anything, everyone made eye contact and frowned in unison, as if they were facing some kind of problem, their faces were full of doubts.

In fact, even Tang Wen, who has only studied boxing for a day, can be sure that this thing is indeed a "Paoquan visualization map".

And it is part of the core strength visualization map.

But Commander Li and the captains insisted on pretending to be reading a wordless scripture again.

Tang Wen looked intently, and saw in the visualization picture: the fire light dissipated, the mountain was shaking, and it seemed that it was about to collapse in an instant.

The content is here, very short.

This paragraph should be connected to the visualization of Paoquan, after the fireball explodes and before the mountain collapses.

But he still wondered, what is the meaning of this scene?

He squinted his eyes, and in a standing still posture, he visualized repeatedly in his mind.

At this time, Commander Li began to talk to himself: "This visualization is specious. What's going on?"

A quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and now that it was past noon, an hour passed.

The people in the Montenegro camp finally came to their senses!

Hei old ghost said angrily: "Zhou Datou! You are taking advantage of it, and you don't want your face! What the hell are you practicing here? Hurry up and agree to my conditions! Otherwise, I will kill you today!"

"Noisy!" General Zhou glanced at him: "How do you know the truth if you don't practice? You still kill me, come on! Do you want me to scare you?"

The old black ghost's eyes were red, and black mist filled his hands.

General Zhou smiled coldly, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot.

Seeing this, the guards clenched their weapons tightly.

After a few minutes of confrontation, the old black ghost squeezed out a sentence from the back molars: "Okay! Tell me a time, when will you have a letter."

"Watch another three hours or so."

"Bah! You really have the guts to say it, half an hour at most."

The two generals scolded each other for a while, and the flame camp had another hour of identification time.

The people of the Black Mountain Battalion stepped back and rested.

The hunting camp also retreated.

There are more and more people gathered in front of the visualization map, but they are still orderly.

Except for the 11 captains, those who have successfully entered the tranquility like Tang Wen.

The rest of the people only have 5 minutes to observe.

5 minutes, unless you are very talented, you can only look familiar.

People around walked away wave after wave, Tang Wen opened his eyes, he got a clue, but not much.

He guessed that even with the part in front of him, the visualization of Kaishan Paoquan might still be incomplete.

But this paragraph gave him a lot of inspiration.

Let him understand, apart from Zhajin, what is the other strength of Kaishan Paoquan.

It is Zhenjin, or in other words, shock, shock, and fist.

Bombing will generate shock waves, as anyone who has seen serious anti-war movies will understand.

However, if you know what you know, Tang Wen is also at a loss as to how to display it.

After eating lunch in batches, an hour passed quickly.

General Zhou accepted the visualization map and formally agreed to the other party's conditions:

First, this competition only allows people under the age of 24 to play.

Second, if someone can go through six and win the game directly, then the winning party will have the mining rights of the coal mine for 3 and a half years.

For the hunting camp, there is an hour of selection time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two sides started fighting on time.

In a secluded place in the coal mining area, Commander Zhao made a difficult selection. Among the one or two hundred people who came, many were under the age of 24.

But the captains under the age of 24 are not enough to make up 6 places.

There are only 5 people at full count.

You must know that the sooner you practice martial arts, the better. Children whose physique, knowledge, and spirit are not up to scratch can do well after laying the foundations.

The warriors in the martial arts gym in the inner city are all about 15 years old.

Most of them were almost 20 years old when they became first-class warriors.

Most people will be stuck in the martial arts stage for many years.

If you can break through as a martial artist before the age of 25, you will be considered an elite.

Like now 23, Zhou Bing, who has the strength of a peak martial artist and a half-step martial artist, is a genius in everyone's eyes.

"Warriors under the age of 24 who have confidence in their own strength. Come out!"

Commander Zhao shouted.

tread, tread, tread
The four stood up.

Tang Wen saw that there were two acquaintances.

It was the No.2 in the selection of the hunting team, the spearman An Lei, and the No.3, the big Zhang Lin.

The other two should be old hunting team members.

Before anyone else said anything, Zhou Bing looked over and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Tang Wen, what are you doing? Stand up!"

Everyone turned around in unison.

Commander Zhao said in a deep voice: "Team Zhou, are you optimistic about him? This time, I'm going to say something ugly. They can lose, but they can't let them win six consecutive victories!"

Commander Zhao is not an unrealistic person, and the Black Mountain Ghost did not hesitate to take out a visualization map to get his side to agree to their competition rules.

Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that the opponent was absolutely confident, and he was bound to win this contest.

Looking at Tang Wen and the others, Commander Zhao said directly: "Time is running out, you guys, let me see if you come up with a move!"

(End of this chapter)