Wang Yang walked towards them quickly and silently, his face covered in blood, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking very ferocious.

His body was trembling, his anger was in the hustle and bustle. The tips of the bone spurs on his hands and the warm blood dripped down, slapping like a death knell.

And not far away, there were craftsmen with wide eyes and terrified faces.

Wang Yang and the others had never seen him at this moment. The more than two months of time they spent together, they realized that Wang Yang actually had a gentle heart under his irritable appearance.

But this time, that heart was occupied by irritability.

...

"Woooo!" The craftsmen smoky throated with hoarseness, and used the last bit of strength in their bodies to struggle restlessly.

They want to escape, want to leave, want to go as far as possible, because they are uncertain whether the crimson thorns in the next moment will pierce their hearts.

But no matter how they move, it will be useless, and it will only make the spear tips on their necks sting them.

Carrying rage, Wang Yang came to a craftsman.

This male craftsman has challenged Wang Yang several times, but he was beaten very badly, but no matter how hard he beats, he will not be as scared as he is now.

"Where is the copper mine?" Wang Yang suppressed his trembling, drew a copper mine with bone spurs and asked him.

He was very confused and didn't know whether to say it or not. On the one hand, he was facing fear, on the other hand, it was the unity of the tribe. He was stunned and shook his head subconsciously.

"Where is it?" Wang Yang's eyes suddenly spewed out flames, and it was scorching to kill people.

He quickly turned his head and looked at his companions. The tall ones were already shocked. Gen did not recover from the shock.

The same was true for other craftsmen. When they saw him turn their heads, they subconsciously shook their heads and asked him to reject Wang Yang.

With the cheers of his companions, he shook his head at Wang Yang.

"I don't want to say it?! Or I don't want to say it?! Then what use do I want you!"

Wang raised his bone spur and stabbed it violently!

"Puff!" The hot blood poured out from there like a fountain, hitting Wang Yang's crazy face, dyeing his gaze red, making the golden sunshine at noon turn as charming as the bloody sunset!

The man screamed at the top of his throat, and he could feel every beating of his heart. There was a stinging pain!

Every time you jump, the upper part will be weaker, and the next jump will become even weaker.

It was life passing by, and as the blood poured out, it also took away his strength, quickly and terrifyingly, eroding his mind.

His pupils were enlarged, and his eyes were dark, but there was no scar at all.

That's scary! That's scary! That's scary!

"Woo!" He shouted. A faint light appeared in the darkness in front of him, and then there was a color.

What he saw was Wang Yang's hideous face, his own bloody face.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to show that he could draw. He was willing to draw.

But he never had a chance again. He regained his eyes and drew something on the ground. Then he twitched twice and fell to the ground with a bang.

This scene was very exciting to impact the craftsmen's vision. The scene was full of blood, allowing them to return to the scene where they were killed in the past.

They always felt that Wang Yang would not kill them, and even if the little boy was dead, they felt that Wang Yang would not kill the second person.

But Wang Yang's counterattack fell like thunder, killing him as soon as he said he could!

They watched Wang Yang stand up again and then set their eyes on them, as if they were staring at death. They felt that they would die in the next moment.

"Where is the copper mine?" Wang Yang raised his tone and asked the craftsmen loudly. The emotions in his eyes were the cruelty of the beast.

He walked to another male craftsman, thinking of these sperm-minded bastards who were so brave, and later they dared to take up weapons to resist. The anger in his heart came one after another, and he unconsciously wanted to kill people.

Everyone felt Wang Yang's impulse to kill. No one would suspect that he would kill people. He killed him very quickly and was very straightforward.

This craftsman was naturally very scared. His mind was on the verge of collapse, and his entire attention was on the bloody bone spur.

He didn't want to die, even though he was always trying to die, not drinking water or eating, because he didn't know that he would die if he didn't eat or drink.

Later, I realized that Wang Yang didn't want to see them die, so he became bolder and felt that Wang Yang would not kill him.

It was not until this moment that he realized that Wang Yang could let the little boy die, let his companions die, and let him die at any time.

“Where is the copper mine?”

Wang Yang asked again, but the craftsman just shook his head in panic. He was shaking his head and constantly shaking his head. He didn't know if he realized this action. In the eyes of Wang Yang in his rage, it was an unforgivable action.

Wang Yang shouted loudly, and once again a bone spur, piercing heavily into his heart.

He repeated the way of death of his companion, his eyes were pitch black, but his survival was extremely strong. He grabbed the bone spurs with both hands and slowly moved up, and actually wanted to pull them out.

Wang Yang was furious and pressed violently, "Chi Chi Chi Chi~" The blood was soaring, shocking!

He pulled out the bone spur, ignored the man who reached out to grab randomly in the air, and walked towards the next person.

It was clearly at the hot noon, the sun was so vicious that it burned the skin, but when Wang Yang's eyes fell on them, they were like falling into an ice cave.

For the first time, I felt Wang Yanghua's feeling of falling into the ice river. Their whole body was numb, mental pressure, and visual impact made them tremble.

"Woooo!" A female craftsman actually cried.

Her emotions quickly infected other craftsmen, and they all screamed.

They collapsed!

They never had any luck or hope again. What they were stained with was the blood of their companions.

Blood flows into a river!

"Where is the copper mine!"

This was Wang Yang's question countless times, but this time it was the most powerful, like thunder, penetrated people's hearts and hit the craftsmen.

When Wang Yang walked to the next craftsman, the craftsman never dared to shake his head again. He saw that no matter what Wang Yang was yelling, he must not shake his head.

Those who shook their heads at Wang Yang were all dead.

He nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that Wang Yang would be angry and killed him.

Wang Yang pointed at the copper mine with the bloody bone spur. He immediately understood and painted on the ground with his fingers.

"Woo!" The tall man shouted, as if he was still planning to make him persist. Wang Yang just looked at his eyes and lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

But Wang Yang obviously did not intend to leave the matter alone. He was excluded from the craftsman tribe by them, so tall man naturally became the leader of the craftsman.

He walked over and asked the tall man to draw.

The tall man frowned and screamed a few times, his eyes full of struggle and fear. Judging from his meaning, he didn't want to draw.

Wang Yang glared at his eyes, raised his bone spur and stabbed it down.

"Woo!"

The bone spur did not pierce the tall man's face, and stopped in front of the tall man's eyes, very close, less than a centimeter.

"Do you draw?" Wang Yang pointed to the copper ore drawing on the ground and asked.

Draw! The tall man nodded busyly while drawing pictures on the ground.

Wang Yang turned his eyes to others and shouted loudly: "Do you guys draw or not?!!"

The collapsed craftsmen quickly nodded and started drawing on the ground.

They are very united, but they are just very united. In the face of the absolute threat of death, even soldiers will be afraid, and no one dares to say they are not afraid.

But soldiers have lofty beliefs that they can use their lives to defend their country.

And what kind of belief can these craftsmen who can even eat the bodies of their companions have? It's nothing more than pretentiousness and cleverness.

They drew very quickly and had a solid foundation in drawing. At this moment, they became crooked and vulgar because of their trembling fingers, and worked hard to dig out all the memories about the copper mine.

These memories are very messy, and the pictures have no logic, so it is difficult to connect them.

It can be imagined that they basically draw whatever they want, but one thing is the same. The pictures they draw are almost the same, which means that no one is lying and they do remember the location of the copper mine.

Wang Yang stood aside and did not look at the scattered pictures they drew. He could not have found copper mines from these paintings, but just asked them to give in.

With this attitude, they can take themselves to find copper mines.

Now that you have an attitude, you shouldn't make any mistakes again.

The orthologist and Wulong came over, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him the soft fur of the saber-toothed tiger to him, and wanted to wipe the blood.

He shook his head and said no, he looked at the three corpses on the ground, and Wang Yang looked at his blood-stained hands.

Unfortunately, there was no emotion or emotion. He believed that he should have some emotions, but he really didn't.

Have you reached this point of cold blood? Or is it not too difficult to kill someone?

Maybe I am still in anger, so I don’t feel anything?

He turned his head and asked the bone scientist to be sure that he had locked Wang Yingying in the warehouse?

The orthologist nodded and said she didn't see it.

"That's good, that's good." Wang Yang pointed to the river and said that he would take a shower and let them watch the craftsman.

They nodded and watched him slowly walk towards the river. Every time he took the next step, he left a bloody footprint, which was a little shocking.

But everyone in the tribe felt very warm, it was a feeling of becoming stronger again. Even though there were no new tools or weapons, they felt that they had become stronger.

And those craftsmen were at the verge of collapse at this moment, with a look of dismay on their faces and copper ore things. They had already finished drawing them, but they were worried that once they stopped, Wang Yang would kill them.

So they drew everything themselves, no matter whether they were there or not, they were not reserved, including the past with the orangutan...
Chapter completed!