In the evening, the bonfire slowly burned.
In the open space of a hundred meters, two bonfires were lit as if facing each other. Yuan Xiaoxiao and Wang An cooked dinner on their respective bonfires, both with gloomy faces, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.
Yi Jiuyang, leaning against his backpack and sitting between two campfires, felt the strange atmosphere. He never dared to talk to the two people. He looked towards the edge of the open space in the southeast through the darkening sky.
Gu Laosan was led by a badger to a small ditch to wash his face. When he came back, Han Daxia pulled him by the arm and ran over there. He muttered something to no one. Occasionally, there was a quarrel, but the voices were lowered in an instant, making it difficult to hear clearly.
Wang An and Yuan Xiaoxiao seemed to have known that this situation would happen. They didn't even look at each other. They were just busy setting up the tent, lighting the fire and cooking, as if the other party was air.
Yi Jiuyang felt that these two groups of people were hiding something from him.
“Pah~”
A furry tail that was almost as thick as his arm suddenly hit the wound on his thigh, making a muffled sound. Yi Jiuyang's mouth twitched and he almost cried out. He glanced at the jaguar lying lazily dozing beside Wang An, then gritted his teeth and held back the cry.
He quietly raised his butt and held his breath as he moved towards Yuan Xiaoxiao. At the same time, he looked up and looked around, looking for the figure of a badger.
It was strange, Han Daxia and Gu Lang went to discuss something. But when the two women were setting up camp, a badger also dragged the "ball" he was riding away, and no one knew where it went, and not even a shadow could be seen.
At this time, in the woods on the north side of the clearing, Wang Ping was looking at an unconscious bush dog with a melancholy look on his face.
He overestimated the guy's physical strength. Not every fat person has the ability to use fat as power. He ran more than 30 kilometers in the afternoon, almost catching up with a marathon. Even Gu Laosan, who has relatively good physical strength, vomited from running, let alone a small dog. I'm afraid his internal organs are on the verge of collapse.
Spreading out his pair of little black paws and taking a look, Wang Pingmao's face showed confusion.
He didn't know if the Qi in his body had the ability to heal injuries, but judging from his previous experiences with injuries, it obviously did. But how to use his Qi to heal the puppy was a puzzle for him.
This unfortunate Qigong, since he first knew it, has no so-called route for practicing it, it is purely based on guesswork. Right now, the only way he can mobilize the Qi is to accumulate power. But if he really treats Xiaogouzi in this way, he is afraid that he will beat him to death before it takes effect.
A gust of night wind blew by, and the big banyan tree above my head rustled, and a few leaves swirled and fell before my eyes.
Wang Ping waved his claws, subconsciously adding a little force. Before the leaf touched the object, it flew away.
"Huh?"
The scene of practicing Tai Chi in the bamboo forest of Shengjiawu emerged in his mind. At that time, a large group of fallen bamboo leaves gathered in front of him, which was obviously not gathered by the wind.
He raised his paw and picked up Xiaohong, standing her in front of him like a top. Wang Ping scratched her head, a trace of worry appearing on his furry face.
"You won't turn this little dog into a mess..."
"Forget it, it's a dead horse... let's treat it as a living dog!"
With his paws gently supporting the round lump in front of him, Wang Ping slightly bent his hairy legs, got into position, and slowly began to move.
On the other side, Old Han and Old Gu had been arguing for a long time, but neither could convince the other.
Of course, Han Daxia's plan is still mainly to track down Luke. According to the current intelligence, Luke appeared in South America with a large group of people. Combined with the previous news of the appearance of unidentified armed elements in the Bitar tribe, it is very likely that there is some conspiracy here.
As long as Luke's plot was thwarted and the person was captured, he could then negotiate with the other party with favors and bring Yang Xu and the others out. In his opinion, this was the safest way. There was no need to take risks and there was less trouble.
But as soon as he said this, Gu Xianyu retorted that he was selfish, only thinking about solving the case himself, and not caring about the life and death of others at all. This made Han Daxia so angry that his teeth ached.
If Gu Lao San thought his plan was too slow and couldn't wait, then Gu Lang's plan sounded too radical to Old Han. This bastard actually wanted to use Yi Jiuyang as bait to lure the natives to capture him. Use him to get in touch with the captured people inside, and after Wang An led the guards away, he and a badger went in to rescue people.
"Anyway, your plan won't work! I won't agree to it!"
Seeing that it was getting completely dark, the two still held different opinions. Old Han simply gave up the idea of persuading a certain salty fish and said in a low voice in depression.
"Tsk, whether you agree or not, you are not included in my plan! As long as Jiuyang is willing, it's fine! I'll go talk to him now..."
After Gu Lang finished speaking, he stood up and was about to walk back, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist by Han Da Xia.
"No, you are taking human life lightly! Jiuyang is so eager to save people that he must have been tricked by you! As long as I'm here, don't even think about taking risks with him!"
"Fuck, you want to fight, don't you?"
"Hit me if you want. I've been annoyed with you for a long time. You're a psychopath. You've wasted so much of my time..."
"Fuck, did I ask you to come find me? You are just being sentimental..."
Water was boiling on the campfires on both sides. Wang An and Yuan Xiaoxiao were about to put their food in the pots when they heard the two men fighting by the east side of the forest. There were also screams from Old Han, who was obviously hurt by a scoundrel because of his lame leg.
"Why did the fight start?"
Yi Jiuyang looked up in confusion, but saw that the two people beside him didn't even raise their eyelids, as if they were used to it.
"Hey, don't you want to pull it? Brother Han is still injured..."
Yi Jiuyang struggled to get up, but couldn't find his crutch after searching for a long time. He looked up and searched for a long time before he vaguely saw a familiar piece in a fire.
"Don't worry! Gu Lang is very measured and won't hurt Brother Han..."
Wang An turned his head and smiled at him, then pulled over his backpack and opened the cans inside and poured them into the pot. Yuan Xiaoxiao on the other side was throwing things into the pot randomly, but she snorted nonchalantly: "No one will die, so who cares!"
As he was talking, a "ball" suddenly flew out from behind the bushes in the north and rolled on the ground. A badger, holding his hat, chased out from behind, caught up with the ball-like puppy in a few steps, and then grabbed its tail and dragged it back.
"Tsk, I still can't control the strength well..."
Wang Ping frowned and sighed, without looking at the three people standing in astonishment beside the fire, he pushed aside the bushes in front of him and went back.
“Oh my God... Is there still a normal person left..." Yi Jiuyang suddenly felt very tired. He leaned on the ground helplessly, looking at the starry sky above his head that was gradually becoming brighter.
Pucallpa, Peru.
Sama tied her waist and abdomen tightly with a waist protector, and quietly climbed out of the back window of the hotel with her equipment on her back, and slid down the water pipe on the back wall. However, before she landed, a figure turned out from behind a tree on the ground, hugged his shoulders and looked up at her.
"Where are you going?"
Anna frowned at the fully armed Sama with suspicion on her face.