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"Boom boom..."

A bear slapped the table, and the **** who was familiar with this scene quickly brought out the prepared food from the back kitchen.

The people in the inn were also used to this scene. Almost every other hour, this furbolg would come out to eat.

Not only is the back chef suffering, but the people in black are also suffering. How can the Tier 3 monsters be on the side to make people sleep peacefully?

No matter how unwilling, I can only hold back. Although the fur monster in front of him looks very cute, it is a Tier 3 monster after all.

If you interrupt the monster's eating, you must prepare to become the monster's food. When encountering such an unprovoking existence, the person in black would naturally not take his own life to death.

Now they only hope that the heavy rain will stop soon, send this strange bear away soon, and get a good night's sleep.

It's a pity that this idea didn't get the support of God. The rain continued to rustle, and even if it stopped occasionally, it would fall again soon.

For three days in a row, the heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. The atmosphere in the station also became serious, and the only thing that was not affected was the "bear" in the middle of the hall.

After sweeping away the food at the fastest speed, he stopped the postman who was about to leave, stretched out his paw and pointed at the pot of "soup", still screaming incessantly.

It seems to be saying: "Don't think that this bear is ignorant, this is not animal milk. It is impossible to fool me!"

Unlucky, he knelt down in a panic, and still did not forget to cry: "Uncle Xiong, please forgive me...Uncle Xiong, please forgive me...

It's not that the villain doesn't give it to you, it's that the animal milk is gone. There are heavy rains, and we have no way to go out and buy..."

There is no way, according to the billowing method of drinking, a meal of ten to twenty catties will consume one to two hundred catties a day.

The dozen or so ewes in the backyard produce only one or two meals a day. The output is obviously not keeping up with the consumption, the previous inventory consumption is gone, and now it is really not discounted.

The rain outside was so heavy that there was no way to go out to buy. If the torrential rain lasts for ten and a half days, not only will there be no animal milk, but also food problems.

After all, the food reserves of the station are prepared in accordance with normal guests. Who knew there would be an extra bear with a big stomach, and a bunch of uninvited guests in black.

The scene in front of him was rather daunting. He stretched out his hand and patted his head, as if thinking about what the humanoid monster was doing.

This is a high-quality Kushiro official who gives him a lot of food every day, much better than the unscrupulous owner.

Although the quality of the food is not good, it is better to have plenty of food. Unlike the unscrupulous master, he was hungry for several meals every day, regardless of his uncle Xiong's feelings.

Li Mu, who found that he had moved downstairs, was directly amused by the "stupid and cute" scene of his mount.

I have eaten a lot in the past few days, and I can’t actually blame it at all. As a Tier 3 monster, Gungun has a very high energy requirement.

If you cultivate a diligent type monster, relying on absorbing aura from the heavens and the earth, it doesn't matter if you don't eat for a few months. It's a pity that Kugun is a food-eater, and his natural instinct is to eat.

Almost all the energy needed to improve the cultivation base comes from eating. The food in the post is all ordinary food, which is obviously not of good quality for Gungun, and can only use the quantity to make up.

When I was at home, they were all spiritual rice, spiritual vegetables, and monster meat, and the energy they provided was far beyond those of ordinary food.

"Starving", that is purely my own thoughts. A bear who is greedy for appetite is always unsatisfied.

Waving his hand to rescue the station **** who was about to collapse in fright, Li Mu lifted up his bewildered mount, and regardless of the heavy rain, he went straight out of the station and started walking the panda.

It's too boring to nest in the room every day. It is very necessary to come out and let the wind go. Anyway, with Li Mu's martial arts, it has long been possible to prevent the rain from touching the body and the mud from the feet.

Reaching out and patted his rolling head, Li Mu viciously warned: "You must not get muddy water on your body, or you will be hungry for three days!"

The best way to deal with food is hungry. This is how Li Mu has summed up the most effective way to deal with "gungun" for many days.

Just stepping out of the station with their front feet, a group of uninvited guests dressed in red, hats, drapes and holding steel forks surrounded the station.

"Hall Master, the big thing is not good. People from the Red Cross Society are here, and they have surrounded the post."

Hearing the words of his subordinates, the black-clothed old man's face suddenly became gloomy. Sending people to shake people, did not expect the reinforcements did not come, but the enemy was called first.

After the Zizhu Gate was destroyed, Yinchuan martial arts reshuffled, and dozens of martial arts forces of all sizes disappeared, and now we have entered the era of triadism.

In addition to their Black League, there is also the Red Cross Society outside.

The situation in the world is changing. Yesterday everyone was still an ally, but now it has become a competitor.

Whether it is for the inheritance of the Zizhumen or the tasks given by the bosses above, they have the motivation to capture the remnants of the Zizhumen.

It was raining for three consecutive days, and the talents of the Red Cross Society rushed over. Obviously, it couldn't be a coincidence.

Either the people they sent fell into the hands of the Red Cross Society and couldn't withstand the severe torture, so they confessed to them; or the people they sent were themselves buried in the dark room of the Red Cross Society in their Black Clothes League.

In either case, it is a disaster for them. Not only does the task fail to be completed, but even his family life is in danger.

He greeted him and looked at the eight-carriage sedan chair that fell at the door, and the black-clothed old man suddenly became ashamed. A rumors emerged in my mind for an instant: Tiger Head Mask-Fork Head.

The fork head of the Red Cross Society is definitely the most mysterious figure in Yinchuan Wulin. Anyone who has seen him in his true colors are all dead. The only impression left by the people in the rivers and lakes is the mask of tiger head.

If he meets other people in the Red Cross Society, the black-clothed old man can still escape for his life, but when he encounters the mysterious fork head, he really can't produce the determination to resist.

"The remnants of Zizhumen are still in this inn, right?"

The gentle voice sounded, falling into the ears of the black-clothed people, but it was like a thunderstorm.

"Yes!"

The old man in black hurriedly replied.

It is a pity that such a hard performance has not been recognized by the mysterious fork, but a lightning-fast offensive.

Even if he had been prepared, the old man in black was still unable to hide from the flying steel fork.

"Since everyone is here, you are useless. Anyway, if you can't ask for longevity, it will turn into a dust sooner or later. I will send it in advance. If you want to come, you won't blame it!"

After wiping the steel fork, the mysterious fork head continued: "In the station, except for the person we are looking for, all the rest are left alone!"

Hearing this order, the people of the Red Cross Society around them broke in one after another, slaughtering them in the station.

The first to be unlucky is naturally the crowds of people in black in the lobby. I thought that everyone was allies before, and they were all three major forces of Yinchuan Wulin. The Red Cha Club wanted to give a bit of face, but I didn't expect to wait for it to be merciless slaughter.

The sudden influx of enemies will kill whenever they enter the post. The Li family brothers, who were only going to watch the excitement, are now forced to be involved in the killing.

The scene in front of him made Li Mu very uncomfortable with watching the excitement outside. Looking at Sao Bao's fork, Li Mu very suspected that the guy's brain was broken.

Killing and killing one's mouth also depends on the target, knowing that the other party's background is not small and the strength is not weak, but also rushing in to kill the mouth is obviously a manifestation of brain flooding.

No, looking at the disappearance of the postmen. Li Mu instantly understood that it was not the man in black who had leaked the news, but the inn.

If the guess is correct, this station has already defected to the Red Cross Society and will report the news as soon as possible.

It's just that the person who delivered the message went too early, did not see Gun Gun shot, underestimated the strength of his party.

After all, only three captains went to work. With a few innate masters accompanying, they are already very powerful.

The wrong cognition misled the judgment of the fork head. In order to rush to achieve his goal before the arrival of the Black League, the fork head chose the crudest solution-killing people.

After thinking about it ~www.readwn.com~ Li Mu patted his head and said, "Bomming, it seems that you are going to be hungry again this time. That guy with a mask, leading someone to smash your job, if you let him They killed your cook..."

Without waiting for the words to be finished, the original billowing thirty or fifty centimeters quickly turned into a two-meter-high giant bear, rushing to the battlefield in a hurry.

I only felt that the fork head being stared at by the giant beast, just turned around and saw a giant bear rushing over, frightening him to dodge quickly.

Waving a steel fork to meet the enemy, he was bitten by the rolling bite, and only heard a "click" sound, which made the people in Yinchuan Wulin frightened to break the steel fork.

The scene in front of him almost made the prong head of Sao Bao almost mentally collapsed. For hundreds of years, he has never seen such a perverted Tier 3 monster.

I tried my best to collect the steel fork made from cold iron, only one step away from the fourth-order weapon, and now it has become a snack for the monster in front of me.

The mentality collapsed, and the kung fu in his hands was inevitably discounted. Especially after losing the weapon, it is more unfavorable for the martial artist to play hand-to-hand with a Tier 3 monster beast.