How could Lao Yao not know about this famous giant amphibious assassin in the mountainous area? His scalp was about to explode for a moment, but Ronan, who had just turned to face him, seemed to have no reaction to the warnings and threats from before and after.
"Mr. Luo!"
Lao Yao was vaguely aware of the irrationality in it, but his instinct was faster than his thinking. He took a step forward and tried to grab Ronan's shoulders.
At this time, the Yin Dao Anaconda was less than five meters away from Ronan, and could be reached in one jump!
From Lao Yao's angle, one can even see the anaconda's dim and cold vertical pupils... Cold is a habitual description, and now this Yin Dao anaconda is clearly restless.
The rhythm of its meandering movement was much more violent than normal, so much so that its heavy head stood upright, lifting it to a height of about one and a half meters. The snake's snout was wide open, revealing that the inside was still covered in mud. The six rows of sharp teeth seemed to be about to kill him at the next moment.
However...that's all.
The right prosthetic limb that Lao Yao stretched out was grabbed by Ronan with his right hand as well. The young man seemed a little curious and shook his head hard, then shook his head:
"This tool won't work."
Behind the young man, the Yin Dao Anaconda kept its snake-kissed posture, but made no next move at all. It just stood there, as if under some kind of magic. If you look closely, you will see that the huge body, which is more than ten meters long and as thick as a barrel, is still trembling slightly.
From its throat downwards, there is an obvious abnormal bulge, which seems to extend continuously, making its abdomen protruding from the muddy surface, making it look particularly bloated...and painful.
"Is the mud-headed ghost holding on?"
The two off-road vehicles behind them stopped, only four or five meters away from Lao Yao and Luo Nan. Zhao Xi jumped out of the car while shouting. Long Qi was faster than him. Follow-up Frith and Liu Fengming were not much slower.
The response was fairly timely, but it seemed like it didn't mean much.
The tiger didn't get out of the car, didn't even open the window, and just watched coldly in the car.
Wen Huilan was neither impatient nor impatient. She opened the car door and got out of the car at a normal pace. Her white shoes stepped directly into the mud and she didn't care.
But she didn't move forward. Instead, she held the car door and quietly watched what was happening ahead.
The half-humid wind after the heavy rain rushed from the side river, stirring Wen Huilan's hair and gauze. Not only that, the air flow went against the direction of the debris flow, sending a wealth of information, including rumbling roars, pungent earthy smell, and Ronan's vague words:
"The ancients said, 'It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.' In fact, we should not take out the means to treat the symptoms, but the means to treat the root cause are slow rather than urgent. You should understand what I mean."
Lao Yao's body was also stiff in front of the stiff Yin Dao Anaconda, but strangely, in front of such a "landscape", his thinking began to become active and clear, allowing his already strong understanding to Another step up.
He nodded slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I know... I don't have many days left."
After Lao Yao died, Zhao Xi looked back in shock to see Fris and Long Qi.
Frith's face dropped.
Long Qi slowly walked forward, letting everything that was happening in front of him enter the lens.
After all, it involves matters of life and death, even in the absurd and joyful live broadcast room, the barrage on the screen also experienced a brief low ebb. Occasionally, a few drifted by, and they also expressed emotions such as "unsurprisingly ominous" and "it's too difficult".
Lao Yao swallowed his saliva, and for the first time since he followed Ronan on such a journey, he took the initiative to speak out: "I have nothing left here, just my family and those old guys. I beg you, Mr. Luo..."
Ronan shook his head: "I don't recognize them."
He glanced over Lao Yao's shoulder and glanced at Frith: "I guess Mr. Lieutenant Colonel doesn't recognize him either. So, as a personal reward for you, we will only discuss your personal issues."
"I……"
The old medicine is no longer sustainable. The logic in Ronan's words is naturally questionable, but in this situation, it can only be what he says.
Ronan suddenly smiled again: "Of course, we can also change the angle: you should know that when you do things, you always have to pay a price."
Lao Yao nodded subconsciously.
"It's quite appropriate to use it here. No matter what tools or methods it is, solving those 'incredible problems' will inevitably cost a lot. Moreover, there will inevitably be losses in the process, and there will be a conversion rate problem.
"To put it simply, as the person who handed you the 'tool', I will take a commission, even though I am only a second-rate dealer.
"So I will definitely pick someone who can create more value... Your circle of old, weak, sick and disabled people really can't be noticed by other people."
Lao Yaomu was stunned and had no reaction.
In fact, he felt in his heart that even if Ronan talked about these cold business experiences, even if there was a stiff anaconda behind him as a background, the taste inside was not pure.
He really didn't know what kind of "expensive price" he could pay as a dying person.
Lao Yao wanted to ask, but at this time Ronan had turned around again and continued walking along the "old road", and he subconsciously followed suit.
However, Ronan only took a few steps and stopped when he came to the edge of the stiff anaconda.
This is an interesting contrasting scene.
The anaconda is more than ten meters long. Regardless of its length, its barrel-like body feels much larger than the young man opposite. Not to mention the snake's snout that expanded to the limit and the six rows of sharp and dense teeth. It felt like half of Ronan's body could be cut off in one bite.
However it didn't.
On the contrary, the Yin Dao Anaconda's trembling became more obvious, and the violent venting movements of its tail stopped. The "involuntary" stiffness spread from the head to the tail, and even every part of the body. scales.
As for Ronan, he opened the wooden box he had been playing with for a long time, revealing the collectible materials inside which were essentially "stomach contents".
People present and absent could only stare blankly at Ronan's operation, watching him throw the rotten mushroom-like thing in the box into the big snake's kiss.
"It doesn't seem suitable for broadcasting..." Long Qi whispered to himself. The problem was that his "synchronized shots" were not offset at all.
Even his self-talk is disgusting.
"Shut up and stop causing trouble!"
"Holy shit I can't stand this, please don't add to the tension, please!"
"Come closer. Vampires aren't afraid of you. What are you afraid of? The most you can do is cut them off in two words."
"So the vampire turns out to be the snake demon?"
"What you just said was so cold-blooded."
"Haha, people who can't even hear the opposite of what they say are really pathetic."
"I only know that people who control other people's destiny at will are terrifying."
"Ah ah ah ah, Brother Snake Demon, kill me!"
"..."
Long Qi suddenly began to miss the zombie that could collapse at any time.
No matter what Long Qi thought, Ronan threw something into the Yin Dao Anaconda's mouth, then stopped there and continued talking to Lao Yao:
"Director Deng has indeed done some research on Mr. Baifeng, and the idea of using 'pythons' for temperature maintenance is very insightful. Maybe he has a similar collection on hand. Unfortunately, time is tight now, so he can only use More drastic measures.”
Lao Yao had already followed closer, facing the Yin Dao Anaconda's huge mouth, and stood side by side with Ronan.
He felt inexplicably calm.
It's not because of Yin Dao Anaconda's stiff surrender, but because he has figured out: nothing else matters, as long as Ronan thinks he is valuable and lets him keep up.
Therefore, Lao Yao only listened carefully to Ronan's speech.
"As for the material I bought, it may not be suitable for making a 'mask', but it is indeed another kind of 'reward' from Mr. Baifeng - as long as I can find a way to use it.
"This anaconda is considered a temporary processing center, although it does not comply with relevant regulations."
Ronan patted the trembling upper jaw of the Yin Dao Anaconda and suddenly asked: "Are you sure you want to change to a more efficient tool?"
Lao Yao remembered Ronan's previous comment:
"This tool won't work."
Aren’t tools good?
If the tool doesn’t work, what’s the use of it? Of course it needs to be replaced.
How to change?
Isn't there a "processing center" in front of us?
At this moment, Lao Yao looked at the anaconda's huge mouth expanded to the limit, and unexpectedly, by some strange coincidence, he raised his entire right arm, including the prosthetic limb, and penetrated into the open snake kiss of the Yin Dao Anaconda.
Being stabbed like this, the snake's snout with six rows of sharp teeth suddenly closed.
"Idiot!"
Later, Zhao Xi and Long Qi exclaimed at the same time.
Lao Yao and Yin Dao Anaconda are both violent shockers.
The former was because the snake teeth penetrated and chewed up the prosthetic limb, and part of it was pierced into the flesh; the latter was hit on the inside of the throat by this extremely unexpected and extremely reckless punch, and...
In the sky where the clouds had not completely dispersed, there was a clear sound of light thunder, mixed with the roar of the rumbling mudslide, but it was still very different.
At this moment, it was as if there was an invisible thunder bombardment, and no one escaped. The excessive burning sensation all over the body made Lao Yao scream in agony, and the Yin Dao Anaconda's whole body was covered with green smoke.
The Yin Dao anaconda was struggling violently, its long tail was slapping wildly, and in a few strokes, another section of the bank collapsed. The mudslide rumbled up, and the muddy water covered Lao Yao's instep, causing him to stagger.
According to common sense, Lao Yao couldn't resist this behemoth weighing at least half a ton, so he should have been knocked to the ground immediately and struggled to survive in the mud.
Lao Yao almost fell into the muddy water. But maybe it was because of the bombardment of the invisible thunder, or it might be due to other reasons that he didn't know clearly. The strength of the Yin Dao Anaconda on the opposite side was obviously not as strong as expected.
On the contrary, Lao Yao's side, after stumbling, took root, as if the broken road below, and even the deeper earth and rocks, firmly absorbed him.
For a moment, he almost thought that his legs and feet had melted into the ground. If not, how could he feel the strange and extraordinarily manic pulses deep in the ground and gradually cooperate with them?
What's even more amazing is that Lao Yao clearly felt the pulse of almost the same frequency at the anaconda biting his arm.
At some point, he, the Yin Dao Anaconda, and the ground beneath his feet entered a strange resonance mode.
The voice of Ronan next to me was lingering: "As long as you find the right frequency, Mr. Baifeng is so generous."
Fries, Zhao Xi and Long Qi actually all reacted and instinctively attacked. But after hearing Ronan's words, their movements all froze, and they froze behind Lao Yao. The muddy water splashed by the Yin Dao Anaconda was thrown all over their heads and faces.
The first-person perspective of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room is roughly the same. Under such a "close range" impact, people are instinctively frightened and can't help but get into chaos.
"I'll go! What's going on?"
"Is the old man crazy?"
"Ahhhhh, my arm is going to be bitten off!"
"Everyone is dead! Please help!"
The shouts of distant netizens are destined to be meaningless. Firstly, the three Friths will not listen to their orders; secondly... in just a few breaths, the situation on the scene has completely changed.
There might be a "hissing" sound, or it might be a more complicated combination. Anyway, right under everyone's noses, the tough scales of the Yin Dao Anaconda opened several cracks on its own.
It's okay to say that it collapsed because it was too bulky.
Then everyone just stared blankly. The Yin Dao Anaconda gave up trying to bite Lao Yao, and its entire head struggled out from the crack in the upper part, and even tore a considerable amount of its own flesh.
"Slough...slough?"
And it’s a brutal version.
Long Qi had no idea what was going on.
Zhao Xi was even more speechless, watching the Yin Dao Anaconda dripping with blood and flesh, frantically breaking through the original outer shell of the body, and throwing the blood and cement slurry all over their heads and faces, and finally jumped back with numerous scars. Rolling down into the rolling mudslide behind.
The roaring mudslide rolled around, and the last fragment of the tail finally broke away.
The anaconda with the Yin Dao sank into the depths of the mudslide as if it had received an amnesty, never to show its head again.
As for the entire piece of slough, it was wrapped in the flesh and blood that it tore off with force, shrunk and rebounded greatly, and was piled up layer by layer along Lao Yao's equally bloody arm.
At first it looked extremely bloated, but as the suspicious electric fire smoke penetrated it, it turned into a film with strange patterns in a very short time, adsorbing on Lao Yao's right arm and even the broken prosthetic leg. , covering up the tragic interior, and seemed to have continuous regular movements.
"Including the conversion loss, two meters and a half is enough. The rest is mine. Just cut it and put it in the trunk."
Ronan's voice reached their ears.
The young man who had been standing by and watching, after giving a few instructions, turned his attention to Lao Yao: "It's a bit unexpected. The psychological hint I planted was that you should throw in the prosthetic limb, not the whole arm. Stuff it in...it looks like it has a serious tendency to self-destruct."
Lao Yao was still a little confused and didn't react well enough, but he instinctively knew that a big opportunity would hit him. Now facing Ronan's questioning, weakness and excitement blended together, turning into a giggle. At the same time, he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Ronan didn't care: "I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. Although it is not a mask, it is still a gift from Lord Baifeng. With this, I should be qualified to enter. You can verify this with the Hundun Order...Ms. Wen."
Wen Huilan walked over slowly: "Yes."
"Can you help arrange it?"
"……certainly."
"Then let's go."
"Boss!" Fries shouted subconsciously, "Old Yao..."
"Anyway, I didn't expect him to stuff his entire arm in. Let's keep an eye on it today."
"Huh?"
Everyone at the scene was startled. In the end, Long Qi reacted the fastest. He didn’t care about the snake shedding. He picked up Lao Yao, who was still a little weak in his legs and feet, and walked back:
"Don't delay things. Get in the car and sit next to me. I don't mind if you are dirty...
"Gong Zhao, drive! Remember to drive slowly. If you dare to let mud splash on the boss, no one in the sky or on the earth can save you!"
