"damn thing!"
Aaron was scolding over there, and Chen Xing was scolding over there. Unexpectedly, I have raised a white-eyed wolf, ungrateful and merciless. At that time, I thought that the other party had a simple, honest and straightforward personality, but I didn't expect that he was hiding it so deeply. He was still kept in the dark and trusted him deeply, leaving his business to the other party to take care of. If Xiao Yang hadn't warned him in time this time and still had a sense of danger, he would have been in danger.
If the other party does this, isn't he afraid that Ye Yang Bailiu will come back with the Beiqiao group?
No, he offended the Yang family and was exiled to the Black Death Continent. The other party must have thought that there was a high probability that he would never come back. Ye Yang Bailiu was very successful in the Beiqiao League and was already the deputy leader. He was definitely not that concerned about the industry here. In this way, the other party can be the earth emperor without any worries.
To put it bluntly, he still lacks strength. This is a world where the strong are respected. Once your subordinates are stronger than you, they may be rebelled at any time. Even aristocratic families with hundreds of thousands of years of inheritance and rich accumulation cannot solve this problem. They spare no effort to improve their descendants, and even more Not to mention people like him who have no background.
There are always only a few people who are truly affectionate and righteous, and most of them are people who just follow the crowd and forget their righteousness for the sake of profit. In fact, he was still wary of Aaron, and only Ye Yang Bailiu knew many things, but there were only a few people under him, and besides Aaron, he really couldn't think of anyone else. He can't hand over his position to Xiao Yang who has no fighting ability. This will not convince the public at all.
Things have already happened, and we can only go back and solve them again. Now he was alone, and he couldn't figure out the opponent's combat effectiveness. He didn't understand the internal situation of the water station, so he couldn't act rashly.
He did not dare to go to Orchid Town. Since Aaron could take action against him, he must have colluded with Wu Chengqian and even the Yang family. Entering the town would be tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap. So he took a detour to Roast Duck Town, where he filled up his fuel tank and replenished his supply of dry food. Without making any further stops, he headed directly to the Black Death Jungle.
As long as you can advance to the guard level, all problems will be no problem.
In this world of the jungle, personal strength is too important. Without strength, even if you have tens of millions of gold, you are just a fat sheep, waiting to be slaughtered outside the satellite signal coverage area. To put it bluntly, even in a safe area, you can only behave honestly and don't dare to do anything that crosses the line, let alone power and status.
The wilderness at night was quiet and deep. Chen Xing curled up and stared at the bonfire in front of him in ecstasy. Recalling what he did during this period, he seemed a little complacent and forgetful, but reality gave him a solid slap in the face.
There are many powerful people in this world. There is still time for Michael to turn his tail between his legs and be a human being. The mayor also has his own concerns. What is he, a little ant, so proud of?
Does bullying the car sales lady make you a strong person? Not to mention that even Aaron can make him run away. Within the Red Kingdom, there are still thousands of guard-level people who can be randomly recruited. How can he be complacent with a small amount of money as an elite-level person?
He secretly told himself that he should be cautious and keep a low profile at all times, even if he could be promoted to the guard level in the future. Otherwise, one day, by accident, the boat capsizes in the gutter, and all the previous efforts will be wasted. Things like what we did in the motorcycle shop before can no longer be done. It is too ostentatious and can easily attract unnecessary attention.
He was a determined man, and he quickly regained his composure and began counting supplies and ammunition.
The cruising motorcycle has a large carrying capacity, but half of it is used to hang spare fuel tanks. It was a long way to the Black Death Jungle, and he needed enough fuel for the round trip. Then there is the food, the fluffier ones are carried on motorcycles, and the denser ones are placed in the storage space. The compressed biscuits and chocolate fill a ring, and the outside can last for more than a month. There are also three ten-liter cylindrical water bags placed in the storage space, which can be filled when encountering a water source.
Ammunition is quite sufficient. All kinds of bullets are broken up and repackaged in oil paper to make maximum use of the honeycomb space. Each honeycomb is filled to the brim. There are several thousand rounds of 7.62 rifle ammunition, 300 rounds of 12.7 sniper ammunition, and fifty or sixty grenades. The stock is enough to kill a team of several hundred people. If they all stood and were shot by him, several thousand people would not be a problem, but that was impossible.
He has made up his mind to go to the Black Death Jungle this time, or else he will die if he fails. Either be promoted to the guard level and live a prosperous life from now on, or bury his bones here and walk away in a grand way. He worked hard and struggled without any regrets.
If there was anything he couldn't let go of, it was Suna's whereabouts. She should listen to his words and move towards the Black Death Jungle. I wonder if she can meet him.
It's better to be this simple girl. There is no pressure when you are with her, she is obedient and obedient.
The next day, Chen Xing entered the mountainous area and the ground was covered with gravel. Fortunately, they are relatively small and do not affect the driving of the suspended locomotive. If the stones are more than half a meter like those on the Black Death Continent, it is easy to bump into them, and the car will be broken after a few collisions.
The stone mountains here are not too dense, and the valley between the two mountains can be driven by car. Last time Aaliyah and I came here, we drove the motorcycle the whole time. Chen Xing revisited the old place, recalling the past with Aaliya, and couldn't help but smile. Although it was true that she was forced at the time, and Aaliyah was indeed heartless, she also had a cute side, and there were times when she was frustrated. It's still fun to get along with her.
"Buzz buzz..."
While he was thinking, three sickle beetles flew over the mountain and appeared in his sight.
Chen Xing's big black eagle was carried on his back, and it was in his hand with a flick of his shoulder. With a "click" sound, he pulled the bolt and loaded it, gathered his psychic energy, and fired out with one shot.
"Bang!"
The first beetle froze, sprayed out a large amount of green liquid from its tail, spun and fell to the ground. Two other beetles let out a shrill chirp and swooped down, waving their scythes. Chen Xing concentrated his energy and fired another shot, and the second beetle fell in response.
The third beetle realized the strength of its opponent and turned around in an arc, intending to escape. With the sound of a gunshot, a large stream of bodily fluids spurted out of the mouth and plunged halfway up the mountain.
In order to save time, Chen Xing did not collect beetle crystal nuclei and just passed by the corpse.
This big black eagle is very powerful. The power of ordinary shooting is equivalent to the level one charged shooting. In addition, his current charged shooting has reached level three, which can cause 3 to 7 times the damage. When fully charged, the damage will be 4 to 9 times that of an ordinary rifle. If you add the second level and the third level of psychic compression, you can do hundreds of times more damage, which is extremely brutal.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
After two days of walking in the mountainous area, a mountain centipede suddenly appeared, waving its steel whip-like tentacles and making a harsh insect chirp at him.
"Do you think it's still the same as before?"
Chen Xing held a gun in his hand, and the blue bullets flew out and hit the mountain centipede's head as big as the front of a truck. One tentacle broke from the root and fell down the rocky mountain.
"grumble!"
The centipede was in pain and screamed loudly. His head sank and he walked downstream. Thousands of jointed legs dance rapidly, as if flying against the mountain. Chen Xing turned the throttle and sprayed the centipede's head with black ash.
A year and a half later, Chen Xing is no longer what he used to be. His strength has greatly increased. He has changed his shotgun into a cannon. From a quasi-elite to a great elite, an ordinary gun with a few hundred gold has become a big black eagle worth tens of thousands, and a second-hand Great Wall cavalry has become a Became a new wilderness overlord.
Forget it if you don't take the initiative to hunt, why would it be a mountain centipede's turn to be arrogant?
The centipede chased it for more than ten meters, and another psychic armor-piercing bullet flew towards it, passed through the billowing smoke, and hit its mouthparts, causing juice to fly everywhere.
The centipede's cry was distorted, and it chased after it angrily, vowing to tear the tiny prey to pieces. But the prey is not the prey, the hunter is more or less the same. The third armor-piercing bullet came with a blue light, and with a "snap" sound, it shattered a large piece of insect shell, and a large amount of minced meat spurted out from the washbasin-sized wound.
The centipede screamed in pain and slowed down a lot. What awaited it was the next psychic armor-piercing bullet. This attack missed slightly, and the whirling ballistic path plowed a deep mark on its carapace, and shattered horns flew into the air.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Every gunshot will take away a large amount of flesh and blood. The huge mountain centipede was beaten with wounds all over its body. It neighed unwillingly and turned around to evacuate.
"Want to leave!"
Chen Xing turned the car around and chased after him.
[Autopilot activated]
The loudspeakers on the front of the car emit a rough, masculine, mechanical synthesized voice. Wilderness King is equipped with an advanced on-board computer that can switch between manual driving and automatic driving. Chen Xing held the gun with both hands, aimed at the fleeing mountain centipede, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
Blue flames spurted out, and the Mountain Centipede stiffened and let out a huge cry. But it was huge, and as an insect, it had extremely tenacious vitality. Even though its body was riddled with holes, it was still very fast and could climb over the mountain in the blink of an eye.
Chen Xing grabbed the handlebar with one hand, turned his thumb back to manual driving, adjusted the direction, and turned toward the side of the mountain.
"tumultuous!"
The car turned sideways at a forty-five-degree angle and quickly circled the mountain. The black insect body appeared in sight again, clinging to the mountain wall and rising and falling. Chen Xing pushed with his thumb, switched to automatic driving, and then raised his gun to shoot.
"grumble!"
The mountain centipede was severely injured, its body rolled over like a domino, its jointed legs could not climb the mountain wall, and it began to roll downward.
Chen Xing braked suddenly to avoid the black shadow above his head. The next second, the insect body fell heavily to the ground, raising a large amount of smoke and dust. The densely packed insect legs danced like sea anemones. Chen Xing stretched out his hand, took out an incendiary grenade from the storage space in front of him, pulled the ring apart, and threw it hard.
The incendiary grenade drew an arc and landed on the struggling insect body. With a "boom", flames shot into the sky, and the smell of burnt meat assaulted your nostrils.
"Let's hit the road!"
Chen Xing distanced himself, concentrated his energy, compressed his spiritual energy, and maximized his attack. The centipede struggled for a while, waving its tentacles, found the direction of Chen Xing, and rushed over crazily.
The crosshair locked the center of the head, and a radiant armor-piercing projectile burst out. The surrounding air twisted and deformed, like a shadow. Only a loud noise was heard, the hardest head armor was torn apart, and green slurry squeezed out from the cracks.
The centipede tilted its head and hit the ground, making no movement.
