When Old Han limped back to the campfire, he still had a constipated expression on his face, and he would stare at Yuan Xiaoxiao from time to time, wanting to say something but stopping himself. However, Yuan Xiaoxiao was determined not to tell him where the reinforcements came from, and pretended not to understand what this guy meant. He would either tease Yi Jiuyang or quarrel with Wang An, so the expression on Han Daxia's face became more and more depressed.
"well!"
This was the nth time that Old Han sighed. Even Wang Ping, who was sitting next to him chewing grilled fish slices, couldn't stand it anymore. His little hairy face, which was covered with a layer of red oil, showed contempt. It's just a lost cell phone, but this kid is so upset.
"Brother Han..."
Gu Xianyu's leg probably didn't hurt anymore, so he came close to Han Daxia with a piece of compressed biscuit in his hand and whispered quietly, "What's on your mind? Tell me about it."
"Fuck, what's the point of telling you? You can't make the decision!"
Old Han glanced at him sideways, raised his hand to break off half of his biscuit, put it in his mouth and chewed it absentmindedly.
Gu Laosan raised his eyebrows, but a wretched expression appeared on his face, and he smiled maliciously: "I can't make the decision, but I can help you with some ideas!"
"What?" Hero Han was a little confused. He didn't understand what was wrong with Gu Xianyu and why the words he said were so confusing.
"Tsk! With just your little problem, I can tell what the problem is at a glance! It must be your attitude!"
Gu Laosan's face was full of disdain and his tone of advice from an experienced person caused Wang Ping on the other side to prick up his ears unconsciously, curious about what kind of profound ideas this guy had.
"Me? Are you sure you're talking about me?"
Hero Han pointed at his nose, his face full of confusion.
"See, you really haven't realized the problem yet!"
Gu Laosan simply stuffed the remaining half of the compressed biscuit into the bearded mouth of Lao Hantou, then hooked his shoulder and said earnestly: "Girls are thin-skinned. It's strange that she will agree to you if you call her aside and confess in public like this! You have to find a suitable time to talk slowly, such as letting you two keep watch at night..."
"Ahem..."
When Gu Laosan was halfway through his speech, the biscuit in Lao Hantou's mouth sprayed out. Because he was in a hurry to interrupt him, he was choked by the biscuit crumbs, his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he almost coughed up his throat.
The grilled fish fillet in Wang Ping's paw also fell to the ground, and Xiao Hong ate it up without him noticing. In his furry head, there was a scene of Old Han beating up Gu Lao San, and then there was a scene of Han Da Xia leaning against Yuan Xiao Xiao with a wretched face, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.
A certain salted fish here patted Lao Han's shoulder unconsciously, and boasted with a little smugness: "You have to listen to me on this matter. You have to create an atmosphere! I'm an experienced person and have experience. At the beginning, I..."
"Ahem!"
A slightly murderous cough sounded from in front of him. He looked up and saw Wang An, who had just returned from the river with water, standing there with a pot in his hand, looking at him with a half-smile, and asked softly, "How were you at the beginning?"
"Of course it's also to create an atmosphere, like a man and a woman sitting by the fire in the middle of the night, talking about their secrets... oh?"
Yuan Xiaoxiao turned around from the other side and spoke maliciously, and at the end she raised her eyebrows at a salted fish. Obviously, she heard every word of the guy's deliberately lowered voice.
Yuan Xiaoxiao was deliberately provoking Wang An based on the bad idea that Gu Lang had just given to Lao Han, so that she would know what a man's routine was. However, she didn't expect that the words "bonfire" and "confide" would hit the nail on the head when they were put together, just in time to say what she cared about most in her heart.
If we really want to trace the origin, didn’t the matter between her and Gu Laosan start with the “confession” in that aboriginal cave in Australia
Thinking that this bastard actually used such a private matter as material for bragging, Wang An's pretty face turned red instantly, and at the same time, her eyebrows raised, and something called anger overflowed from her eyes.
"Bang!"
The camping pot landed heavily in front of Wang Ping, splashing water all over his face and the little dog that was standing guard for him like a bodyguard. The bush dog bared its teeth immediately, but before it could bark, a badger grabbed it and covered its mouth.
Challenging Wang An at this time is not something that a wise dog would do.
"Come with me!"
Wang An couldn't wait for Gu Lang to get up, so he grabbed him by the back of his collar and walked towards the woods on the opposite side. A salted fish was dragged and almost fell on the gravel beach. Then he trotted with a smile on his face, whispering what he wanted to say but hadn't said yet.
"Bah! You deserved it!"
Wang Ping and Old Han cursed in unison in their hearts, and then Hero Han raised his head and looked at the culprit.
Yuan Xiaoxiao was whispering to Yi Jiuyang, "Don't look for a girlfriend like Wang An. Look for a gentle and lovely one like her." Yi Jiuyang was embarrassed and blushed, and then he heard the mockery of Han Daxia:
"That's really bad... Don't you feel guilty?"
"Oh~ Then you have to ask him! He said it himself, I just repeated it." After thinking for a while, Yuan Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders and snorted, "Damn it! Men are really bad!"
"Who are you talking about?"
“Ouch!”
"Woooooooooooo!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Xiaoxiao was surprised to see that not only did Old Han stand up in displeasure, but the badger and the puppy next to him also had indignant looks on their faces, barking non-stop, as if they were included in the people who had just been scolded.
"Hehe..."
Yuan Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and laughed so hard that she fell on the shoulder of Jiuyang, who looked embarrassed, and tears came out of her eyes.
A "disabled" anchor looked at Han Daxia weakly, with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. The meaning in his eyes was very clear: she came over by herself, I didn't do anything.
"Ahhh~~~ I was wrong!!"
A scream rang out from the forest, startling a large number of birds.
On the other side, at the southwest entrance of the Bita tribe, the situation was tense.
A dozen spearmen were on alert, watching out for the dozen armed militants with guns on the opposite side. Countless bows and arrows were aimed at them from the wooden wall behind them. At the exit of the wooden wall, a group of people surrounded the tribe leader, elders, and a bruised high priest.
"Biathonu... (2,000 words omitted)"
The chief looked at the young man with slicked back hair who was leading the group opposite him, and severely criticized him for bringing outsiders to invade the tribe.
"Sorry... My name now is Perido! You can call me Mr. Perido!" Perido seemed to pick his ears impatiently, but his behavior did not show any impatience, and he even wanted to laugh.
"What? You've only been away for a few years and you've forgotten your mother tongue?" The high priest mocked him in English.
"Hey, this... is this Grandpa Wizard? You're not dead yet?" Peredo said with a smile: "I didn't recognize you even after you were beaten into a pig's head!"
"You kid, I..."
Before the high priest could finish his words, he was stopped by the patriarch and whispered something to him.
"The chief asked you, why did you bring these people here? Outsiders are not welcome here! Leave now, and he will not pursue the matter for the sake of your father..."
The high priest acted as an interpreter, but before he could finish his words, Perido burst into laughter.
"Haha... He's holding me responsible? What right does he have to hold me responsible? How did my father die? How did he become the clan leader? Today, I'm going to take back everything I lost!"
"Basda!"
Without waiting for translation, angry curses were heard from the crowd. Apparently, the high priest was not the only one who could understand English here.
"I'm not in a hurry, let's take it slowly..."
"Bang!"
Before Peridot could finish his words, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the tribe behind the crowd, accompanied by the barking of dogs. It was not known whether this tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west was his own idea, but it obviously did not achieve the desired effect.
The crowd at the doorway suddenly became chaotic. Afterwards, no one knew whether the gun was fired first or the arrow was shot first. Curses and screams rang out at the same time. Peredo felt a pause in his chest, and an arrow had already been ejected.
"Bang!"
“Da da da!”
A series of gunshots suddenly rang out.