Ye Fan took a look at everyone and secretly became vigilant. He estimated that there must be something interesting about this "high meat".
As expected.
A man as strong as a pagoda, with a long bird feather on his head. One of his arms was as thick as a small bucket. His thighs were probably comparable to those of buckets.
The man was holding a matte black silver plate in his hands. To say it was a plate was an exaggeration, because the plate was indeed too big, a full meter wide.
There was a pig lying on the plate, estimated to weigh more than 100 kilograms, and it was a bit dry. This was nothing. The most important thing was that the pig had a dark dagger stuck in it, and the handle was engraved with monsters. It looked quite fierce.
"The person who came here is not good!" Ye Fan and others thought in their hearts and glanced at Ya Lian. However, Ya Lian was not able to speak at this time, so he could only hint to Ye Fan with a weird look on his face.
"Eat!" Luo Bing suddenly roared, holding a big silver plate in one hand, holding the dagger tightly with his free right hand, and stabbed the pig with a large piece of meat.
The tip of the dagger, and the tip of the dagger penetrated the meat and exposed a section. And on the pork, the pig's blood seemed to be dripping out.
When Ye Fan was feeling confused, Luo Bing stabbed Ye Fan in the mouth with the dagger in his hand.
Still playing this trick, Ye Fan secretly sneered in his heart. He opened his mouth and bit the tip of the dagger firmly. Luo Bing suddenly pushed forward with force, and the muscles in his hands were bulging as high as a head.
However, the tip of the dagger was firmly bitten by Ye Fan, and there was no way he could move it at all.
"Baba!" Luo Bing roared, not knowing what to say. Suddenly he threw the plate forward with his left hand, and it flew steadily to the table in front of him with a bang. The man used both hands to grab the dagger and pushed it forward.
However, even though Luo Bing exerted all his strength to suck milk, he could not move at all because Ye Fan had concentrated all his inner energy on his mouth.
"snort!"
Ye Fan snorted, turned his head and exerted force. Luo Bing, who was encouraging himself, was twisted by the strong force and couldn't control his body. He fluttered to the left and fell to the floor with a thud.
Pooh……
Ye Fan spit out the fleshy dagger in his mouth.
Suddenly, there was thunderous applause.
"Warrior! Warrior..." Those Moya men actually shouted these two words in Chinese.
"This warrior is..." Patriarch Dick stared at Ye Fan, who had a sinister look on his face.
"Ye Lang, the leader's cousin." Ya Lian laughed and glanced at Patriarch Dick sideways. "Chief, are you convinced now?"
"Awesome!" Dick gave a thumbs up.
After the food and wine were put on the table, Dick left a few old men behind and followed Ye Fan into a relatively closed room.
Ye Fan winked and Chen Jun stood quietly by the door. Dick glanced sideways and said nothing with a smile on his face.
"Captain Ya, what good things have you brought us this time?" Chief Dick asked calmly.
"There are a lot of good things, but the leader of Dongba asked me to lure Night Wolf over. He has something to tell you personally." Ya Lian said and nodded to Ye Fan.
Chief Dick stared at Mark, waiting for him to speak.
"Chief, I would like to first say hello to you on behalf of the leader of Dongba. This time the leader called me over and I have something to discuss with you." Ye Fan walked towards Chief Dick as he spoke.
When he was approaching the patriarch, he suddenly exerted his strength. Patriarch Dick quickly followed him. Several warriors with guns standing behind the patriarch had not come back to their senses. They were swept away by Ye Fan and fell to the ground. He Haiwei and others immediately followed.
After fighting with their fists and kicks, in less than a minute, they completely subdued this group of fierce Moya tribesmen.
"What do you want to do? This is Fomo Rock." Patriarch Dick shouted loudly, reminding Ya Lian that this is not his territory.
"Be honest!" He Haiwei snorted coldly and made a loud sound. The wrinkled face of the mighty Dick patriarch suddenly became swollen. Of course, he was slapped hard by Lao He.
After translation, Ye Fan told the purpose of his visit, and Dick immediately shouted: "It's impossible, even death is impossible, Night Wolf, unless you kill all our Moya people, will you be able to escape?"
"Haha, since the patriarch gave the order, I don't mind doing it like this." Ye Fan had a faint sneer on his face. Qi Tianzao pulled out the dagger without even blinking, and plunged it down, a young man
Immediately blood splattered on the thigh.
"Chief Dick, next time it's your hands, and the next step is your head." Ye Fan gestured with a smile, Qi Tian followed up, and with a porridge, blood splattered on the young man's hands again.
"Change Luo Bing!" Ye Fan laughed loudly, and the pagoda-like Luo Bing was dragged in front of Dick by Lu Wei. Ye Fan knew that since this Luo Bing's surname was Luo, and Zhang Hu's girlfriend was also surnamed Luo, it was estimated that this Luo Bing was the same as Luo Bing.
Dick is related.
Lu Wei flew up and kicked him several times. Luo Bing was immediately kicked and fell to the ground. Qitian laughed sinisterly and took the dagger without caring about the well. He pierced it like a haystack and Luo Bing's thigh was
Full of blood.
"Continue!" Ye Fan's voice seemed to come from hell. It was cold and sour. Qi Tian was not slow at all, and he struck with another dagger. Luo Bing's hands were covered with blood. There was a scream like a slaughtering pig.
"Nose!" Ye Fan said two more words, and Patriarch Dick finally couldn't help shouting: "Stop!" In fact, Ye Fan got it right.
This Luo Bing was actually the illegitimate son of Dick and Luo Hua's mother, who had an affair. Of course Dick couldn't bear it anymore. If he didn't give it to these vicious people, he would kill his son.
"The demon poison formula, and the antidote formula, Zongba's old tree roots!" Ye Fan snorted.
"I'll take you there!" Dick shouted.
"Okay!" Ye Fan nodded and followed the same method, using pills as poison to force Dick, Luo Bing and others to take it. After Ye Fan used his inner strength to stir up the poison, everything in the body reacted.
"You guys stay here, I'll just go with the patriarch." Ye Fan took a special service team member who could speak Thai and followed Dick to the left and right. In fact, they were holding him hostage.
The Moa people's sacred place for worshiping heaven is located on a large naturally protruding rock in the back mountain. The strange thing is that there is a very big tree growing next to the big rock, which is comparable to a big banyan tree.
The leaves of this tree are a bit strange. 90% of them are green leaves, with palms spread out like Buddha's hands. Only 10% of the leaves are red. These are probably the mature leaves that Gaimeye said can be used to prepare evil poison.
"Do you want to worship heaven today?" At this time, an old man appeared from the tree like a ghost. His beard was about a foot long. He was wearing a homemade animal skin clothes and a big smoking pole tucked under his elbow.
Quite shocking.
"This is Dongba's cousin Yelang. I'm bringing him to see our ancestral tree." Dick spoke against his will under Ye Fan's gaze.
"I've seen it, let's go, young man." The old man glanced at Ye Fan and hummed.
"Big boss, save me!" Dick suddenly shouted loudly, but the next moment, he was slapped by Mark and fell to the ground.
There was a gust of wind behind him, and Ye Fan knew that it was the elder who had taken action. He casually picked up a wooden stick used to worship the sky and swept it over.
With a muffled groan, Ye Fan felt a strong force coming from him, like a sudden violent wind. Uncommonly, he couldn't control his body and took three big steps back and staggered a few times. In surprise, he turned around to stare at the long beard.
Old guy, I secretly thought that I would never expect to meet a hidden master in this remote place.
Although Ye Fan didn't use all his strength just now, he used 50% of his strength in an emergency, and was actually kicked back three steps by the old guy. Such a weird thing has not happened for a long time. In the past few years, in martial arts
In terms of fighting.
Ye Fan basically didn't meet any decent opponents, and he could easily handle them. Naturally, his mentality gradually relaxed, and he even became a little arrogant. This old man's quite weighty kick sounded the alarm for Comrade Ye Fan.
I had to be cautious.
On the other hand, the old man with a beard was as relaxed and relaxed as an old pine tree standing there, as if he just kicked his leg casually without any fuss.
"Eat more of my legs, old guy!" Ye Fan was angry, jumped up, and kicked the old guy with his legs staggered in the air like a machine gun burst.
The old man didn't say a word, he raised his hand as if to shoo away a fly and swiped it past him. There was a slight noise with a few clicks, and Ye Fan felt as if he had encountered a big windmill.
Such an explosive chain of legs seemed to have no strength under the rotation and sweep of the old man's gestures. Moreover, when the old man pulled out, his own leg actually kicked off the track, and he couldn't control himself and bounced straight towards the Zongba tree with a bang.
, the big tree trembled a few times, but it was nothing.
Ye Fan felt his legs were sore and numb for a while, as if he was exhausted after walking thousands of miles, and his mouth was panting like an ox.
"You're such a small guy, who is your master? Tai Chi Chen Wubo, right?" The old guy suddenly said a fluent Mandarin sentence. Ye Fan's heart moved, and he became even more alert, and hummed, "Who are you? I'm afraid.
They’re not from the Moa tribe, are they?”
"Hahaha, you guessed it right, oh, it's been decades." The old guy suddenly sighed.
"Are you Chinese?" Ye Fan asked, a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet a master hermit from China here.
"It's okay to say yes, it's okay to say no, I haven't been back to China since the New Year." The old guy said, with a melancholy look on his face. He glanced at Ye Fan again, and suddenly smiled: "Let me weigh you first.
Say it again."
"Okay, I also want to take a look at the senior's weight." Ye Fan smiled lightly and waved his hand upward, full of confidence.
The old guy smiled, and suddenly kicked out with force. Ye Fan's inner strength gathered in his thigh, and he met him with his leg even harder.
There was a bang.
The old guy took a big step back, but Ye Fan took four big steps back in a row. The old guy stared at Ye Fan with a surprised look on his face, as if he suddenly noticed the disbelief and sadness on his new big face. Then he shook his head, which seemed a little bit...
I can't believe how this could happen.
As for Ye Fan, he had already stared with a pair of goldfish eyes, secretly thinking that this old guy seemed to be much more powerful than the woodcutter he met in Guiling Village that time. Things are going to be big today. If this old man wants to interfere, Fangyuan
Most of the demon poison has been wasted. Moreover, there is a question whether the people who come to the village can get out alive.