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But before Fatty could catch up with Long Shuiyao, I discovered that Hu Langlang was actually talking to Zhong Lan.

However, in just two sentences, Hu Langlang, who just expressed his undying devotion to Long Shuiyao until death, for some reason reluctantly left Long Shuiyao's side. Then he looked at Zhong Lan's back and frowned.

My head, I don’t know what I’m thinking about?

My heart moved slightly, and I quickly walked to Hu Langlang's side and asked in a low voice: "Do you know her?"

Hu Langlang suddenly shook his head like a rattle and said that he didn't know him, but I knew Hu Langlang and I could tell at a glance that this little fox was definitely lying.

But this little fox has always been at odds with me. He doesn't want to tell me, and there's nothing I can do about it.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, I frowned slightly. At this time, Hu Qiu came up and asked me in a low voice what was wrong?

I shook my head gently, and then let her and the old lady walk together, so that it would be easier for me to protect them both at the same time.

As for Li Tenglong and others, they followed us, followed by Mr. Liu and others.

Nothing unexpected happened along the way down. The white-haired mandrill on the top of the mountain was just watching us secretly and did not attack us.

After about a few minutes, we walked out of this narrow passage.

Turning around, I realized that the peaks on both sides of the passage were like a high wall, dividing the interior into two worlds.

As for Zhou Qingyang and the others, seeing us walking through the passage safely, they finally couldn't bear to take action.

The little devils were the most cunning and followed closely behind the Zhou family.

But what neither knew nor expected was that when the two teams reached the middle of the passage, something unexpected happened.

On the cliffs on both sides, there was a loud roar without warning, and then a stone as big as a washbasin was seen falling from the top, and it hit the crowd directly.

A bodyguard of the Zhou family was directly hit on the head by this stone, and was smashed into a pulp before he could even say a word.

The crowd was instantly in an uproar, followed by countless faces that suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain and on the mountainside. They were mandrills one after another, with hundreds of them in total.

Each of these mandrills held a stone in their hands and threw it down with a squeaking sound.

The Zhou family and the little devils instantly became a mess. In the blink of an eye, three more people were hit by stones and died immediately, including two little devils.

This wave of attacks came so suddenly that no one expected it.

This time, not only the Zhou family and the little devils were confused, but we were also confused. We really couldn't understand why these mandrills didn't attack us, but intercepted these two waves of people.

However, this kind of sudden attack can at best be caught off guard. After the two waves of people were prepared, both the Zhou family and the little devils were able to escape calmly.

Although stones continued to roll down from the top of the mountain, they could not cause fatal harm to them despite their deliberate dodging.

Just like that, they clung to the cliff and ran towards the passage as hard as they could. It only took less than half the time for us to run out of the passage.

Although their lives were saved, the two waves of people were in extremely embarrassed condition, and two of them were seriously injured.

Hundreds of mandrills climbed between the cliffs like ghosts. The steep cliffs were like walking on flat ground to them. They gathered on a big rock above the mountain with a roaring sound.

Then, the white-haired mandrill stood out from the crowd like a king descending, looked down at the two groups of people, and grinned.

That's a mocking expression!

Seeing hundreds of mandrills gathered together, I couldn't help but feel my scalp numb, and I quickly ordered everyone to be on guard.

More than a dozen guns were immediately aimed at the top of the mountain.

If the white-haired mandrill felt something, he turned his head and glanced towards us, his eyes swept over Huzi's body, and there was a trace of respect on his face.

Obviously, the awe for the white tiger spirit has reached to the bone.

The Zhou family and Little Japan were even more nervous, and everyone was attentive and prepared.

The war between humans and animals is about to break out!

However, unexpectedly, the white-haired mandrill slowly took two steps back at this time, then turned around and got off the boulder, disappearing.

Followed by hundreds of mandrills, they slowly turned around and disappeared from our sight.

There was a special one among them. Before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and threw something fiercely towards the crowd.

There was a snapping sound, and the black thing hit Zhou Qingyang's head hard.

The white-haired mandrill suddenly let out a strange cry of excitement, danced and shook its red butt at Zhou Qingyang, then jumped suddenly and disappeared.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Qingyang, or to be precise, on his head. Their eyes were stunned!

The atmosphere was inexplicably frozen.

Zhou Qingyang subconsciously stretched out his hand and wiped it on his head, and the black stuff stuck to his hand.

This thing is nothing but a piece of shit!

A piece of stool that had just been pulled out and was still steaming.

Zhou Qingyang's face turned pale instantly, his throat rolled up and he retched violently, and threw the daddy in his hand to the ground with all his strength.

"Ha ha……"

Hu Langlang was the first one to burst out laughing, followed closely by Fatty, and then everyone else followed suit.

Zhou Qingyang's face turned red instantly, and he shouted to the bodyguard next to him with red eyes:

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you get me some paper..."

Only then did the bodyguards react, and one of them quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.

"Are you a dead person?" Zhou Qingyang directly wiped his hands on him.

The bodyguard gritted his teeth and could only hold back his nausea and help Zhou Qingyang wipe the cake from his face.

During this process, Zhou Qingyang closed his eyes tightly and his whole body was trembling slightly. He was obviously enduring an extremely huge insult, just like a little daughter-in-law who had been raped.

After spending a long time, it was finally cleaned up.

Zhou Qingyang suddenly turned his head, looked at me with red eyes, stepped forward and walked towards me with an angry look on his face.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I'm not done with you!"

Zhou Qingyang grabbed me by the collar and his eyes seemed to burst out with fire.

I suddenly smelled a fishy smell, it tasted so sour!

"Let go!" I said in disgust.

Zhou Qingyang, however, seemed not to have heard anything and stared at me fiercely, completely losing his mind.

"Damn it, it's all your fault for grabbing our guns, I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Qingyang roared angrily, having lost his mind.

"Let go!" My face turned cold instantly.

"Song Nima, I will fight with you!"

Zhou Qingyang roared loudly, clenched his fist and punched me in the face.

A cold light flashed in my eyes, and I reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"court death!"

I slapped him hard on the face with my backhand.

Like carrying coffins in Kowloon


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