The next day.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan came by appointment. Before they arrived at the stockade of the tribe, they did not bring more people. A total of 300 people came. One hundred people will be sent out to participate in the hunt, and the remaining two hundred will be guards.
Of course, these people do not include Xiaobei and the others. After all, they are children. Unlike Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who have very strong fighting capabilities, they have a larger number of guards, 500 people, but they do not participate in the hunt. They invite the locals. Children go to Dianchi Lake to play.
Fan Fan also got up early. Last night he slept very steadily. Unlike in the past, he was always worried that someone with the Meng surname would suddenly call, or someone from Liuzhao would attack him.
The most powerful seedling guard team in Datang was close at hand. Fan Fan didn't worry at all when he slept. He didn't believe it. Xiaobao and Juanjuan would come over and there would be a defensive loophole in this area.
Therefore, he made an exception and drank a little more local wine and fell asleep in a daze. Even the men he brought with him also drank comfortably and lay down to rest. He didn't even let anyone be warned. Not far from him were Xiaobao and the cuckoo. Daying, what else is there to be afraid of
As soon as we met today, Zhang Xiaobao smiled and said to Fan Fan, "Looking at the situation, you had a good rest last night? You have good eyes."
"Hey, there are you by the side. Yesterday, when Beckham and the others went back, they would definitely mention me. Not to mention being in my brother’s tribe. Even in the enemy camp, you wouldn’t let me be in any dangerous situation. , Take advantage, ha ha."
Fan Fan was not cautious, and talked with Zhang Xiaobao with a smile.
Cuan Moah next to him understood why Fan Fan, who had never drunk in the past, drank so much last night because of the great confidence that King Zhang's family in Shuiyun was not far away from camping.
Just to explain one problem, the Zhang and Wang family are madly boundless. The place where they exist represents stability. Otherwise, how can Fan Fan dare not let people be warned
Unconsciously, Cuan Moah was short of his family. He didn't have the confidence to let the people in his tribe go out, and then he brought some people to camp nearby. Then the people in his tribe would feel relieved.
Cuan Mo'a asked Fan Fan unconvinced and unconvinced, "What if I did something to you last night?"
"I will hear a bang, and I will never see you alive again in the morning. Actually, I regret that I shouldn't live by your side. My best place to live is next to their camp. This way they will save snacks."
Fan Fan smiled and said to Cuan Mo, he knew that Cuan Mo was joking, and he didn't guard against Cuan Mo, he used to guard against other people.
"What do you mean?" Cuan Moah was confused.
"It’s boring. Last night, Xiaobao and Juanjuan sent people to hide in the dark to protect us when they knew that I had lived in your stockade. They worked very hard all night, so I regret that I shouldn’t do this. When I go back, I will donate the profit this time, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
Fan Fan said confidently, his eyes began to sweep around, suddenly stopped, pointed to a place, and said to Cuan Moa: "Look there, Xiaobao and the snipers of the cuckoo's family, it is probably best to stare at them for more than an hour."
Cuan Moah followed the place Fan Fan pointed to. Sure enough, a group of people came out of his stockade yawning. He didn't know when they came in.
"They... Where did they hide? Know you? Send someone to protect you?" Cuan Moa said in surprise.
Fan Fan shook his head: "I don't know, but I'm from Datang, I was a little selfish yesterday, and I got tired of Xiaobao and the cuckoo family. The purpose is to tell you why I protect them like that. Now you know? With them by my side, I am absolutely safe."
An inexplicable and inexplicable envy appeared in Cuan Mo's heart. He imagined himself as Fan Fan. Maybe he would protect the little treasure and the cuckoo. They even hid them in the stockade to protect someone who belonged to them. inside.
"The stick they took..."
"The gun, you will know how powerful it is in a while, as a brother, I would advise you not to always think that the force of your tribe is powerful. If it is far away, you still don't believe it." Fan Fan said helplessly.
Zhang Xiaobao listened to them, took a step forward and gave Cuan Mo a a hug, then took two steps back and said with a smile: "I have heard about your wisdom of Chief Cuan Mo, but when I saw it today, I realized that being famous is not as good as meeting. Meeting is better known."
Cuan Moah is not stupid either. Knowing that this is the case, he is not happy, and asks: "Do you believe in my ability to protect Dong Fan's house?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaobao's answer was more straightforward, and then he said: "I really don't worry about you. Fan Fan is my Datang native. If I didn't come, then I can't say anything. Since I'm here, I will always be my Datang native. , All under my protection.
On any piece of land, I dare to wander around, do whatever I want, do you dare? Don't you say that in other places, it is the Dianchi Lake right now, don't you worry about the Meng surnamed tribe suddenly coming over
There are two kinds of my strengths: to people, the strong is always strong; to the sky, the strong is stronger. Do you dare to say that? The entire Datang people know that the cuckoo and I never retreat to natural disasters. For people, we can communicate, but we don’t accept any threats or intimidation. Are you dissatisfied? "
Zhang Xiaobao has already seen Cuan Mo'a's character. If you reason with him, it's useless, except for strength.
Cuan Moah started to breathe shortly. He was indeed stimulated by Zhang Xiaobao's words. He wanted to use the way of a warrior to challenge the opposite person who was not his own age.
But he stared at Zhang Xiaobao, and then gave up. He knew he couldn't beat the man in front of him. Although this person stood there with a very casual appearance, there seemed to be no flaws in his whole body. Especially the exposed arms and the exposed calves of the rolled up trouser legs.
The meat inside is all one by one, which is obvious when looking at it, not one by one. There is also the high bulge of the opponent's neck, which looks relaxed, but all proves that its resistance to fight is very strong.
Cuan Moa even had the idea that as long as he did it by himself, he would be brought down by the opponent in the blink of an eye, because he was also a hunter. When he saw the opponent, he felt that he was facing a lone wolf or a wolf. This is a small, but very aggressive tiger.
Looking at the woman next to him who was called the cuckoo by Fan Fan, how could her position make herself so uncomfortable? At the moment when he regarded the other party as an enemy, he faintly felt that once he launched an attack, he would face the surging tide of two people, such as the hurricane blowing in Dianchi Lake.
Cuan Moah couldn't figure it out, but he would never ignore his intuition, so he looked back and forth.
"Cuan Mo, what are you looking at? Xiaobao, Cuckoo, they are very kind." Fan Fan touched Cuan Mo and said.
Cuan Moah almost cried, kindly? Look at their positions. Which side do you want me to defend? As expected, the trader had no eyesight.
Zhang Xiaobao took a step on his hind legs, Cuan Moa felt comfortable in an instant, and then heard the person on the other side say: "Hunting, using our normal weapons directly is to bully you, so let you see first, our normal weapons What it looks like. Then, we will give up this weapon and compete with you on the same level.
So you don't need to be upset and dissatisfied. As for the cuckoo and I, we will stay by your side and we will hunt together. Just a reminder, don’t do any tricks to me and the cuckoo, otherwise..."