The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 237 Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Gan Minglan was still somewhat wary of the twelve wild camels that were still struggling in the sand pit.

No matter how good-tempered wild animals are, they can't escape the word "wild".

But they were bold and confident in their skills.

These are the legendary tiger girls!
She didn't rush to get close to them.

He tried using his supernatural abilities to create grapevines as thick as a child's arm and used them to bind the grapevines.

It took a lot of effort to pull all the wild camels out of the sand pit.

During the process, she could clearly feel that the camels were quite docile and did not struggle at all.

And he didn't run away after coming out of the sandpit.

They all stood still, staring at her with wide eyes.

Gan Minglan was captivated by their adorable clumsiness.

And I also developed that damned obsession with fluff.

He couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

He simply placed his hands on the head of a little camel.

It doesn't feel as soft as I imagined.

Before she could continue to feel the camel hair, she heard a series of sounds.

"Puff puff!"

"Puff puff!"

"Puff puff!"

Then, some water droplets fell on her hair and face.

Even with the fastest speed he had ever used to dodge, he was still a beat too slow.

That family of wild camels, who have no sense of martial ethics, actually spat at a beautiful woman all at once!
Yes!

Spitting!
Not only alpacas spit at people.

Camels can too.

Moreover, it sprays out more saliva, making it more lethal!
It was a pale yellow mixture mixed with stomach fodder and saliva.

The smell is similar to the stench of teeth that haven't been brushed for decades.

Gan Minglan's worst experience in both her lives made her forget all manners and etiquette, and all she could do was scream like King Atu:

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Each shout was louder than the last, creating a new height in life.

Not only would she, a normal person with a slight obsession with cleanliness, be devastated, but King Atu, who was also affected, was completely stunned by this sudden biological weapon attack.

This is a flavor that rivals that of zombies in the apocalypse.

Dead memories reappear in the world.

It, belatedly realizing this, also began:
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A duet of "Ah!" sounds, the unlucky master and servant duo.

After shouting, Gan Minglan didn't even bother to give the camel family, which was already running and fleeing all over the woods, a good beating.

The two of them, a human and a mouse, used all sorts of bath products in the bathroom of the Divine Tree Space, and almost got their skin peeled off!
After that.

The camel family soon learned what it meant to be a childish, stinking debtor who had to pay back what he had to pay back!
There it was, a manure pit the size of a basketball court at Junma Mountain Canyon Ranch.

The wild camels, which had been tied up with grapevines, were simply thrown in!
"Puff."

"Puff."

You don't even need to smell the splattered excrement to know it stinks much more than camel saliva!
The beautiful woman standing on the latrine had a gloomy face, hands on her hips, and said fiercely:

"Come on, spit! I'll let you spit all you want! Let's see if your spit stinks more, or the cow and sheep dung in the latrine!"

"Until you all get rid of this stinking habit of spitting, you'll stay in this cesspool for another day!"

"I know you're wild, but I'd like to see just how wild you can be!"

A great beauty is one thing if she doesn't get angry, but when she does, it's like a raging inferno.

King Atu was so frightened that he trembled with fear.

"Squeak, squeak, master, master, can we still keep them after they've been soaked in the cesspool? Otherwise, can I go and catch you a bunch of well-behaved ones that don't spit?"

"Go ahead and catch them! I refuse to believe I can't beat them!" The man was filled with fighting spirit, as if he wanted to take his anger out on all the wild camels in the desert.

Ever since.

The camel family struggled incessantly in the stinking cesspool.

The cesspool was large and deep, reaching up to the top of the young camels' backs. Unlike quicksand, their toes couldn't find footholds in the cesspool.

It's impossible to jump out of a cesspool.

After struggling many times, I discovered that the part of my body that was freest was the area above my neck.

The only way to threaten and intimidate someone is to spit on them.

Anyway, when the whole family sees their enemy who tricked them, the only habitual action is to look up and spit.

The male camel sprays the head.

The mother camel and her calves followed suit, spraying.

Unfortunately, their enemies will no longer fall for their tricks.

I always keep a distance when I come back.

No matter how much they gather their strength, they can't even get a tiny bit of air out of each other.

This spitting behavior further enraged the other party, causing them to stay in the cesspool for another day.

The high temperature permeating the cesspool is a form of torture even worse than being beaten for wild camels, whose sense of smell is already very sensitive.

After a day and a night.

The baby camel was the first to give out.

When they saw their enemy again, they stopped their spitting attack.

Their pitiful eyes gave them a quick new lease on life.

The female camels followed suit and were also released.

The male camel, the head of the household, refused to admit defeat.

It continues to spit.

His stubborn and uncompromising attitude angered Gan Minglan once again.

She immediately took the mother camel and all the calves away.

"Hululu"

"Hululu"

"Hululu"

The male camel in the cesspool watched the departing figures of his wives, concubines, and children, and let out a low, snoring call.

Like a roar?

A threat?
Or perhaps you're asking for help!
Unfortunately.

The mother camel and her calves now have a new owner who is even more afraid of them.

Their new owner told them to go east, but they dared not go west.

It was the stench emanating from them that was unbearable even for their new, exploitative owner.

Gan Minglan had no choice but to release the wild horse king and its herd from the space.

Let them take their new friends to their favorite rocky valley for a bath.

A free big truck, you can wash and clean it and still keep it.

After being cleaned, the mother camel and her calves were taken into the sacred wood space by their new owner.

Their new owners are full of confidence.

What herbivore on earth can resist the allure of dog rice grass?!

No!

Really not!
Just look at how the mother camel and her calves are practically devouring the ground in the space, and you'll know it's true.

Dog rice grass is a delicious taste that even a camel has never experienced!
It tastes so much better than those saxaul trees, camel thorns, cacti, and sand jujubes.

One mouthful after another.

As long as there is room in their stomachs, they do not intend to stop eating.

As for the head of the household who is still in the cesspool?
This means it has a new owner!

The tiger was being petted by its new owner.

They even put the calves in the middle of the mother camel's hump and ride them like horses.

The female camels said: They are the epitome of gentleness and affection!

The poor male camel continued its verbal battle, as if trying to maintain its last vestige of dignity as the head of the household.

It's true, people born in the same year can have very different fates!
The harder your bones are, the more beatings you'll get!

(End of this chapter)