Son of Heaven

Chapter 230 Seven: The Stubborn Boy

"However, since this is a betting game, I demand fairness." Laman rolled his eyes and said with a sly look on his face.

"Yes, how do you want to be fair?" Liang Chen was watching him all the time, taking a panoramic view of the expression on his face, and just asked with a smile.

"Well, we can't bring any weapons, including guns, sabers, etc., and just walked into the jungle with bare hands, what do you think?" Before Liang Chen could answer, Laman quickly added another sentence. , "You know, what we admire most is the person who walks in the jungle with bare hands. Only such a person makes us respect, and only such a person is a real warrior. If you are afraid, just carry a weapon anyway. I don't bring anything, because I'm a warrior, an outsider, do you have the guts?" Laman raised his head deliberately, pretending to have a disdainful expression, and looked Liang Chen up and down, walking Said.At the same time, he began to unload the weapons one by one, deliberately throwing them to Yao Weilin behind him to take him as a follower. Yao Weilin jumped up in anger, but he had no choice but to pinch his nose to recognize it—in fact, there are no good weapons, just a weapon. A dagger wrapped in cloth, a bow, a few arrows, and a blowing pipe, but nothing else.

"Little bastard, do you still want to play this aggressive game with me?" Liang Chen was amused in his heart, but his face remained calm, "Okay, this kind of fair competition is what I like the most. Chengshan, continue." Liang Chen Chen also began to remove the equipment from his body. The excellent weapons made this little African native from a primitive and backward tribe almost drool, especially the large-caliber sand eagle and the tiger-tooth sword. It dazzled his eyes. [

"Do you like these? If you like them, if you really beat me, I'll give it to you." Liang Chen intentionally swung the tiger-tooth sword twice in front to open the way, and the sharp blade swung across the air. The branch that was as thick as an adult's arm broke off without a sound, which made Raman's eyes straighten.

"What a fast knife." Laman stared intently at the tiger-tooth war knife and praised, but then a look of disdain appeared on his face, "If you die, these things are mine at the same time."

"That's a big tone. Do you think you can beat brother Chen if you are an African native playing jungle warfare?" Yao Weilin over there couldn't help the kid's arrogance, and said with a sneer.

"Of course, in this jungle, I am the tiger, the tiger of the jungle, and the king of the jungle. No one will be my opponent." Raman said unceremoniously. Showing a look of disregard for everything, it is not arrogance, but self-confidence.

Liang Chen blinked at Yao Weilin, signaling him not to reveal his secrets, and at the same time smiled slightly at Laman, "Okay, Tiger of the Jungle, then show your skills. Don't forget our bet , if you lose, take me to meet your tribal leader. If you win, my people will withdraw from here."

"I won't lose." Laman said loudly like all confident teenagers.