() A tall female caveman with particularly plump breasts heard the footsteps. She raised her head and saw the warriors coming back. She immediately dropped her work. She stood up and looked at Shan Ye and the girl with two mouse eyes.

Spin.

He raised the huge weapon on his chest and raised his chin slightly: "The warriors are back. Are these two clay legs trophies? I don't think that skinny man can be sold at a good price. Why don't you give it to me cheaper?"

This caveman is a big woman who relies on the strength of her men to be arrogant and domineering in the village. She often buys trophies at low prices and then sells them secretly.

No caveman could stop this reckless fellow, everyone hated her for bullying others. They wanted to see if this cruel, skinny human would slit her throat directly.

Master Shan ignored the blind woman and hurried to the warehouse under the leadership of a caveman.

He was too lazy to pay attention and was regarded as cowardice by the blind woman. He quickly left and was regarded as an escape.

He took a big step and stood in front of Shan Ye with an angry look on his face. He grabbed Shan Ye's canvas bag with his big hands and said, "You idiot, how dare you disobey me? I'm going to..."

Mr. Shan didn't have time to argue with a blind woman, so he slashed her head with a knife, causing white foam to fly.

Impatiently shaking off the white foam on the blade, Master Shan frowned and said: "Hurry up, there is not much time. If this happens again, you don't have to breathe!" The voice was calm and calm, with a sense of concern.

Indifference to life.

Several cavemen all shrank their necks, dispersed, and quickly gathered the villagers.

Arriving in front of a large wooden door, the caveman lowered his voice: "Sir, this is our warehouse, the robber..."

Pushing the interfering caveman away, Shanye kicked the door. His feet were suddenly empty. Shanye was startled, then staggered a few steps and crashed directly into the warehouse.

"Qiang" pulls backhand, with the scimitar in hand, I have it to kill the enemy.

"Dang~!" He turned around and blocked the sneak attack from behind. Shan Ye grabbed the ground with his feet and kicked off his legs to fight back.

"Dak!" A sound of surprise interrupted the concentrated venom that Shan Ye was about to take action.

The venom bomb fell to the ground with a "click", corroding a deep cavity. It frightened several resistance soldiers around and took a few steps away, looking at Mr. Shan with a solemn expression.

The scimitar was sheathed, and Shan Ye looked at Dali, who had a face of surprise in front of him, and his eyes slowly softened.

"Sister Dali!" He threw himself into Dali's arms and rubbed his head hard against Dali's chest with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Dali blushed and pushed Shan Ye away: "You little thing, you are causing trouble!"

Shan Ye really liked this sister, and when they met again, he couldn't help but look at Dali carefully.

Although she escaped from the semi-demon experimental base, Dali, as a woman, still took the time to wash away the dirt accumulated over the years.

He is about 1.8 meters tall and has a strong build. His two big meatballs bulge out of the coarse cloth outside.

Underneath the glossy black curly hair is a slightly delicate face. With big eyes, thick lips, and a straight nose, he has a fairly upright appearance.

The arms swing powerfully, the thighs are straight and strong. There is no fat on the waist, and the lower abdomen is tight, flat and smooth.

Dali was also looking at Shan Ye, and seeing that he was not injured except for being covered in mud, she immediately looked behind Shan Ye: "Dak, where is the brother with the broken leg? Is he in the back?" Her voice was concerned, revealing a deep affection.

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Mr. Shan's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Broken Leg is dead." His voice was dry, and even if you listened carefully, there was a hint of schadenfreude.

However, Mr. Shan’s expression was spot on, with the sadness of a revolutionary martyr on his face.

Hearing the news of the death of a broken leg, Dali opened her eyes in disbelief, and her eyes gradually became hollow and lifeless: "How...how...happened, why did he die? Aren't we going to overthrow the half-demon together? Why...

Why die?!"

Mr. Shan frowned slightly, stood up on his toes, and gently hugged Dali.

"Why are you the only one alive when everyone is dead? Have you become a deserter?" A rebel soldier with red eyes and a chelicerae attached to his left leg suddenly became sullen, interrupting Mr. Shan's moment of family affection.

Shan Ye suddenly felt Dali in his arms and trembled slightly. Reluctant to leave the warm embrace, Shan Ye looked sad and sighed softly: "I have indeed become a deserter!"

As soon as he said this, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Several impulsive rebels armed with weapons were about to execute Shan Ye, a deserter, on the spot, but they were stopped by Dali.

Dali's expression was complicated. She looked away from Shan Ye's tender face and pleaded: "He is still a child..."

Shanye took a step forward and interrupted Dali's plea: "The rebels don't have children!" His voice was firm and his eyes were firm.

The few impulsive rebels were captured by Master Shan's momentum and suddenly felt a little shorter. But there was a hint of unwillingness in the depths of their eyes.

With confidence in his eyes, Master Shan stopped Dali, who was anxiously trying to explain: "I am a deserter. In order to pass on the fire of the resistance army, I became a deserter! I have no regrets!!" His voice sounded like a revolutionary martyr.

Sonorous. It was impossible to look directly at his burning gaze.

Several impulsive rebels suddenly felt that Master Shan's image suddenly grew taller, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

A large amount of information fell out of the storage pendant with a "crash". Master Shan grabbed a piece of information and described passionately how he narrowly escaped death in order to obtain these precious research materials, and almost died in the experimental base.

With moisture in his eyes, Shan Ye choked and said: "In order to cover my escape, Brother Broken Leg sacrificed his life." The topic immediately changed, "But we don't have time to be sad. We must cheer up. Brother Broken Leg's revolutionary fire will last forever!"

"Eternal!" "The fire lasts forever!!"

Sharing the same hatred against the enemy, the rebels gained stronger revolutionary confidence through this experience.

Dali's eyes were filled with tears, and she was completely moved by Shan Ye.

Shan Ye put away the information and, as the leader, began to order the remaining forty or so rebels: "Everyone pack up immediately and leave here. The half-demon reinforcements have arrived, and this will be the first stop for revenge."

After hearing this news, all the rebels who wanted to rest here for a few days all looked at Dali.

He died with a broken leg. The person who had been leading the resistance army before and was trusted by everyone was Dali.

Dali had not yet recovered from her grief, so she tried hard to suppress the grief in her heart: "Listen to Dak, we really can't hide here anymore."

Everyone immediately started packing their bags, which were actually some supplies they had snatched from the cavemen.

Dali and Shanye walked out of the warehouse, and there were more than a dozen cavemen waiting outside. When they saw Shanye walking out with Dali with an intimate look on his face, he was suddenly shocked.

Master Shan was too lazy to explain to these mud-legged people: "These are our companions. Have you packed them up? We will set off immediately." His voice was calm, but there was an air of refusal.
Chapter completed!