Bug Master In Doomsday

Wang Hu grinned, clapped his hands happily and stood up, looking at the barbarian youth behind him, he also cursed casually.

"You said, don't talk to me in tribal language anymore, I don't understand! Just use the Mandarin I taught you! I have said it several times, do you know?!"

The barbarian youth was reprimanded by Wang Hu, his body trembling fiercely bowed his head, and shouted in a very awkward tone: "Wang...hu...sir, I understand..."

Listening to his shouting words, Wang Hu shook his head helplessly. These barbarians are good at everything, they are loyal and strong, but they don’t understand him very well.

Last time I went to the bathroom and asked them to send some hand-made simple pieces of paper to wipe their buttocks, but who would have thought that these barbarians would have given him two golden and crispy roasted pork legs! !

He was a little depressed about this incident, and he could only helplessly become a teacher, teaching this group of barbarians what mandarin is!

"Xiao Wu, you go and gather all the warriors of the tribe. The poison pit has been completed. If you want to upgrade the poison pattern totem, come quickly!"

The barbarian youth, who was trembling and kneeling on the ground, immediately stood up excitedly when he heard Wang Hu's words, looked at the pothole with poisonous bubbles, put his left hand on his chest, and muttered two mysterious words sincerely.

After reading the long list of savage words, he stood up excitedly, like a madman running and shouting towards the tribal area in the north!

"Hala Hala~Guru Hala?!"

A barbarian man with a height of two and a half meters, with knotted muscles and criss-crossing scars on his face walked to Wang Hu's side, bent slightly and excitedly pointed to the hole and muttered a few words.

"Guru!" Wang Hu listened to this mysterious and savage language, although he was a little reluctant, he said to the brawny man.

Hearing this, the strong man of the barbarian clan danced with excitement, laughed and hugged Wang Hu, his mouth turned to the sky and roared like a beast!

Wang Hu sighed faintly, looking at the barbarian man who looked like a lunatic behind him, the helplessness in his heart was almost beyond words.

This is a group of fools with low IQ and big muscles. Why do you care about so much with fools? Thinking of this, Wang Hu's mood slightly improved.

The tallest and burly barbarian, with a big grin, no matter what danger, he directly reached into the hole where the poisonous bubble appeared.

The violent viscous venom instantly covered his skin, making a piercing sound of "pouch~pouch".

Even though his arms had rolled his eyes, the brawny man still grinned with an excited smile, and his scarred face suddenly became grim.

A purple and black totem pattern suddenly appeared on the body, and the arm that stretched into the pit became black in a moment, and the venom around the arm was instantly lost a circle, as if it was absorbed abruptly!

The brawny man of the barbarian has an expression of enjoyment, and the totem patterns on his body become brighter and dazzling.

Several barbarian men around also wanted to step forward to give it a try, but they were immediately interrupted by the fierce eyes of the strong man.

He suddenly let out a low roar of the beast, and looked at his fellow clan with scarlet eyes!

"Little Er, don't do this, or you'll get rid of Laozi!" Wang Hu stretched out his hand and slapped the brawny man.

The strong man of the slapped slap looked back at Wang Hu. He was a little afraid, and he stretched his arm out of the pothole reluctantly, giving the opportunity to those of the same race who also had a lot of scars on his face!