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Chapter 9 Han Peng is a good man, a mosquito bag!

 "Is this a wild cat?" Han Peng also saw it, walked over and pinched it.

"You're already hard. Have you been dead for several days?"

Song Chengyu said nothing and looked around the area. He found a total of seventeen wild cat corpses. They were all stiff and shriveled, as if they had been dead for a long time.

But...

His hands moved across the cat's body, pausing slightly on the cat's abdomen and armpits.

There is still residual warmth.

He pondered in his heart and did not speak. His sharp eyes swept over the tree where Fang Ke was leaning before, and stopped for a moment at the spot where the wild cat had scratched.

Then he looked down, followed the marks on the ground, and finally landed on Fang Ke.

He paused and saw Fang Ke looking at him.

So he smiled at Fang Ke, threw the rabbit in his hand on the ground, stopped looking at Fang Ke, and patted Han Peng on the shoulder.

"I have indeed been dead for a while, let's go."

Han Peng held the cat and seemed to want to study it.

Song Chengyu took the cat body and threw it away: "If we don't go back, our goods will be eaten up."

"Who dares!!" Han Peng glared and immediately ran in the direction they came from.

Song Chengyu smiled at Fang Ke: "Wen Zhuangyuan, let's go together."

Fang Ke smiled: "Okay."

The two of them walked by.

In silence, the level 10 mosquitoes in the grass were still surrounding Fang Ke, not far or close to Song Chengyu.

Soon.

Fang Ke saw Han Peng again... and a huge beast on his back!

With the scattered moonlight, he could barely see clearly that it was a wild boar, more than two meters tall and weighing more than 500 kilograms by visual inspection.

At this moment, Han Peng was being carried behind him, with two front hooves on his shoulders, and he was grabbing him. The pig's head was a little higher than Han Peng's head, and the two pig legs below were dragging on the ground.

There were knife wounds on the wild boar, which should have been caused by Han Peng.

Fang Ke didn't see any fatal injuries, which made his heart skip a beat.

This wild boar doesn’t seem to have shed much blood!

"This guy is comparable to a sixth-grade warrior. The impact force is several tons," Song Chengyu said: "It is also rough-skinned and thick-skinned. Xiaopeng and I spent two hours with this guy before we killed him."

Fang Ke nodded slightly but did not speak.

Han Peng laughed: "How about it, Wen Zhuangyuan, you can't even carry this wild boar, right?"

"Yes," Fang Ke nodded and gave him a thumbs up: "I have only heard of Zhu Bajie carrying his wife, but I have never seen such a strong man carrying a pig. You are the first one."

Song Chengyu chuckled.

Han Peng was furious: "Little pretty face, what are you talking about!"

"I said you are amazing."

"I am a second-grade warrior. I can flatten you with one punch. I can pinch you like a chicken. Of course I am better than you! How about we compare?"

"No need, I admit defeat." Fang Ke waved his hand. Seeing Han Peng's proud face, Fang Ke's eyelids twitched and his heart moved slightly.

Suddenly.

A level 9 mosquito landed directly on the back of Han Peng's thigh, and slowly pricked through his clothes with its slender mouthparts.

At the same time.

Looking at the hundreds of kilograms of wild boar behind Han Peng, he once again controlled a dozen level nine mosquitoes to fly up and land on the wild boar carcass.

"A wild boar weighing five to six hundred kilograms has at least fifty or sixty kilograms of blood. You can't tell if it's ten or eight kilograms less..." Fang Ke said to himself.

"Thank you Han Peng, you are a good person, you sacrifice your life to feed my mosquitoes, you are better than the pig farm owner."

On the way down, the three of them chatted wordlessly.

Han Peng looked down upon Fang Ke, a liberal arts student.

In particular, he had a strong opinion on Fang Ke's self-proclaimed No. 1 scholar and being as famous as his brother Yu. He expressed dissatisfaction with Fang Ke many times during the chat.

Song Chengyu didn't show anything.

Just like when he gave an award speech, he was worried about the future of the human race. He just wanted to practice martial arts and enter the battlefield of all races as soon as possible. He didn't care about personal gains and losses.

Chatting with him, Fang Ke always felt that he was not worthy of being a human being...

Although he also wants to save the human race, he is really not as noble and selfless as him.

Not long after.

More than a dozen level 9 mosquitoes were all full and were put away by Fang Ke to evolve.

He glanced at the wild boar on Han Peng's back. There seemed to be no change in its size.

"The blood energy of wild boars at the sixth-grade warrior level should be richer, so mosquitoes need less blood to evolve to level 10."

"In this case..."

Fang Ke was heartbroken and summoned more than a dozen mosquitoes again, which landed on the wild boar.

"Hey!" Han Peng held the wild boar behind his hands and stamped his feet: "Why do I feel a little itchy on my thighs? Could it be that I was bitten by a mosquito?"

Song Chengyu shook his head: "Xiao Peng, let's study hard in the cultural class later. It has been mentioned in the textbook that all insects do not show evolutionary characteristics after the arrival of spiritual energy. Ordinary mosquitoes cannot pierce the skin of a warrior."
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Han Peng didn't listen to what he said.

Because he felt that the back of his thigh was getting more and more itchy.

"Brother Yu, please carry it for me. I have to scratch it, it's too itchy!"

Song Chengyu took the wild boar, and Han Peng quickly put his hand into his pants.

"Damn it! Why is the bag so big!"

He was scratching with one hand and gesturing with Song Chengyu with the other.

"Brother Yu, what a mosquito bag! So big!"

Song Chengyu shook his head: "It may be bitten by other things, not mosquitoes. If mosquitoes can bite through your skin, it means mosquitoes have also evolved. This is definitely a disaster for ordinary people!"

Fang Ke said nothing.

Mosquitoes have indeed evolved, but they pose absolutely no danger to ordinary people.

Because all evolved mosquitoes are under his control, and mosquitoes that are not controlled by him cannot evolve at all.

This is something he has tried before.

Han Peng couldn't listen to what Song Chengyu said at all, he just kept scratching his thigh: "Hiss... it's so itchy!"

Ten minutes later.

Han Peng finally felt less itchy.

"It makes much less noise than when pigs were bitten by level 8 mosquitoes before."

Fang Ke observed silently.

To a warrior, a bite from a level 9 mosquito is not much different from a mosquito bite for an ordinary person. It only takes ten minutes.

They also returned to the main road. A few hundred meters ahead, they could already see the lights of the duty post.

After a while.

The three of them arrived outside the post. The warrior on duty was still Fang Ke's eldest brother when he came in the morning.

"Are you injured?" He asked Fang Ke. He had met Song Chengyu many times and just nodded and said hello.

"No, thank you for the iron rod." Fang Ke returned the iron rod to him.

The eldest brother waved his hand: "I'll give it to you! The car is over there, go and push it yourself!"

"Then I'm not welcome." Fang Ke asked while pushing the cart: "Brother, what is your surname?"

"What's expensive? My name is Zhou Xi!"

"Brother Zhou, I'll leave first," he rode on the bike and waved to Zhou Xi and Song Chengyu: "Thank you, see you tomorrow!"

Thank you to three people.

"Okay!" Zhou Xi waved his hand.

Song Chengyu smiled and nodded, watching Fang Ke go away.

"Hey, if you come back tomorrow, something will happen sooner or later!" Han Peng muttered.

Song Chengyu shook his head: "Let's go too. Don't worry, this Wen Zhuangyuan is better than you think."

"He is as strong as a hammer!" Han Peng clenched his fist: "I can blow three of his heads off with one punch."

Song Chengyu was speechless, shook his shoulders, and threw the more than 500 kilograms of wild boar directly to him: "If you have the strength, carry the goods!"

"Hey!" Han Peng quickly resisted.

The two walked to the side, where a black car was waiting.
Chapter completed!
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