Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 111 Self-squeezing!

The streets are bustling.

People dragged their families and moved into outer cities.

"what happened?"

After three weeks of retreat, Tang Wen came to the outer city again and saw this lively scene.

The people who moved in were wearing all kinds of clothes, and their bodies exuded an unpleasant rancid smell.

For ordinary people, the water source is precious, and drinking water is barely guaranteed, so bathing is not even a thought.

Brother Li saw who was coming, and bowed closer to explain:
"This is the first batch of refugees who have been tested."

"What test?"

"Well, some of them are farmers who cultivated enough food by the lake, and some of them are artisans who made enough items.

More warriors and warriors joined the hunting team and hunted a certain number of prey in the south. "

The cooperation between the camp and the sand wolf pack has already begun.

The black hyena group and the saber-toothed cat group in the wilderness further south were almost wiped out under the leadership of the sand wolf.

Except for a few who fled to the south, the herbivores they raised were all surrounded by the flame camp.

The hunting guards in the flame camp have also been reduced, and most of the casualties are refugees who joined recently.

They wanted to join the flame camp, and wanted to move to the outer city, so they had to work hard.

"We're going in too!"

"We also contribute!"

Suddenly, there was a shout at the gate of the outer city.

A group of ragged scavengers, more than a hundred of them, stood together and shouted.

Around them, there are more and more refugees.

"My child died in battle, but you said he didn't contribute enough, woo woo, my poor child"

"My husband and my brother are dead, but you only gave our family a hundred catties of corn, which was snatched away on the same day."

"We just want to live"

"..."

Tang Wen noticed that those who stood up were old and weak women and children.

They took their children and knelt on the ground crying.

The onlookers looked at them with sad, sympathetic, or gloating expressions.

Commander Zhang walked out.

The camp guards lined up.

Tang Wen didn't read any more, nor was he in the mood to leave the city.

He turned around and walked towards the inner city, and suddenly there was a sound in his mind. In Wujia city, what he heard people from other families say to Commander Qian:

"Every force, everyone, including you and me, including those extraordinary, who are not struggling to survive! Why should you be a good person in the flame camp? Ah? Why?!"

The cries at the door became louder, more and more people gathered, and the door was blocked.

Tang Wen continued to walk towards the palace in the inner city. After taking a few deep breaths, he let out a sulky breath and his eyes became firm.

Why?
Of course it's because I'm the strongest!

Go back and practice!
"Didn't you go to swim in the lake? Why did you come back?"

Qian Dong, who was on duty at the gate, handed Tang Wen a small handful of peanuts, about three or four.

Tang Wen didn't answer, pointing to the retreat courtyard.

Qian Dong didn't care either, and said, "You are really a training madman, go, go, go!"

Swish!
Tang Wen snatched his peanuts and left in a cool way.

"Damn!" Qian Dong chased after two steps, saw Tang Wen's arm muscles swelled, which seemed to be a precursor to a shot, and hurried back, and said like a respectful person: "Brother Dadu, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

After he finished speaking, he looked around, and the subordinates around him nodded, as if they agreed with his words.

Qian Dong heaved a sigh of relief: It's not me, except for the generals in the camp, who dares to say that he can win against this pervert?
Tang Wen felt a lot better after eating peanuts.

Back in the underground secret room, I started the boring life of going to bed when I was tired, eating when I was hungry, and practicing after eating.

Mountain-piercing cannon, head-on cannon, half-step bombardment, dragon coming out of water, seabed shock, eight-armed magic fist...

These five moves, he can be said to have been tempered thousands of times.

Except for the tenth form of Kaishanpaoquan: Hushanpao, I still have no clue.

Before putting it aside, he might try his best to figure out this trick.

At least understand the principle of force.

But now, when the experience panel experience has accumulated to a certain extent, these Guan Qiao will be realized automatically.

Then what are you thinking about!

With this skill, it is better to practice two more punches.

"Hoohoo!"

With the explosion of more than a hundred punches, Tang Wen's physical strength was exhausted. Like a gold master who had been served by eight girls, he collapsed on the ground, not even wanting to move his fingers.

"Enough! Time to sleep."

He closed his eyes.

But people are too tired and can't fall asleep.

He recounted today's exercise:
"Eight Vajra Kungfu, Earth Fire Hunyuan Pile, Wuhen Step... I have practiced everything that should be practiced. Um, no, there is one more thing."

Tang Wen opened his eyes with great perseverance and began to visualize the golden bell jar.

His brows were wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his fingers clenched into fists involuntarily.

The black defense climbed onto his fist, bit by bit, with great difficulty.

It took a long time before a right fist was filled.

Then there is the left fist!
Because the mental power was too empty, a full 3 minutes passed!
Tang Wen's eyes have gradually lost focus, his temples are throbbing, and his body is arched like a prawn.

This is the ultimate expression of self-squeezing mental power!
The black defense slowly covered the nails of his left fist.

Bang, he collapsed and fell asleep.

This sleep time was relatively long, and I slept for a full three hours.

According to previous knowledge, there are two sleep cycles.

After waking up, he opened the experience panel. Except for a slight increase in the experience value, there were no other changes.

Training is not something that happens overnight.

It is already great luck to have visible progress every day.

After eating something, the secret room vibrated again.

rattle.

At this time, outside the gate of the small courtyard, there stood a graceful and graceful beauty.

She is taller than Qian Dong, with a figure like a perfect supermodel.

Qian Dong stood as far away from her as possible: "Unfortunately, it started again! This guy is not human, he is not human at all!"

Zhou Bing was funny and a little proud. He listened outside the courtyard for a while, and looked at the big blood crow staring at him at the gate of the courtyard.

In the end, he didn't get in.

Her retreat didn't end, this time she came out, just relaxing outside for a day.

Since the retreat, the camp has invested a lot of resources in her.

For example, high-grade alien meat, extraordinary animal meat, green anaconda potion, extraordinary green anaconda potion, etc.

Not to mention material things, but also the Queen and Mr. Xia, who taught her the main points of "Kaishan Paoquan" hand in hand, demonstrated it in person, and so on.

These things cannot be bought no matter how much money you spend.

And she thinks that Tang Wen's talent is better than hers.

If these resources can be invested in Tang Wen, the effect will be better than her.

But the camp can't do that.

Eggs cannot be put in one basket either.

Now, Zhou Bing is already a second-class martial artist, and he was learning Zhenquan before he came out.

When Zhen Fist becomes successful, he will directly have the combat power comparable to that of a first-class martial artist.

At that time, Xiaowen should be very surprised, right?
The corners of Zhou Bing's mouth curled up, the regret of not seeing Tang Wen faded a little.

When she left, Qian Dong had a complex expression: Zhou Bing is stronger!That momentum is definitely not something a third-class martial artist can possess.

Or, after a while, I also apply for a retreat?
I want to be promoted to a martial artist with Zhou Bing and Tang Wen and become a leader.

Today, the two have left themselves far behind.

Especially Tang Wen, who actually defeated a first-class martial artist.

In the secret room, Tang Wen, who didn't know that he missed it with his ice beauty, arched uncontrollably again, like a prawn cooked at high temperature!

In fact, his current feeling is no better than being fried.

The mental power that has been exhausted has to be squeezed repeatedly, and the last trace is squeezed out. The sourness makes people want to pass out at any time.

However, Tang Wen's dedication always pays off.

(End of this chapter)