After rummaging through the body, apart from the sextant, there was only a red dragon fish scale left by Lia for herself. The scale was not an ordinary round scale, but a sharp spindle shape, extremely hard. It was good as a murder weapon, but it was not Too handy. He raised his head and looked at the wild beast released today, a brown dog that was slightly smaller than the red-eyed tiger. "A mixed-haired native dog, gray in color, with no skills!" The native dog wanders around with his nose on the ground. He is not interested in strangers and prefers large bones. Wu Shuang rolled his eyes, thinking that Wen Lai looked down on them as a group of card disciples. The beasts he released were getting weaker and weaker. Wasn't this just a way to bring food to the big guys? After losing three members in a row, the Europeans no longer dared to take action rashly. They carefully stared at the movements in the field and glanced at the other two groups of people from time to time. "Let's go!" The strong wind swept around Wu Shuang, and two agile Easterners took action together. Judging from their dark brown skin, they should belong to the islanders on the Southeast Asian archipelago. This group of people lived in the jungle and honed their skills. He has the ability to fight against wild beasts, which is more than enough to deal with a native dog. The two men seemed to know each other, and their body movements were surprisingly consistent. They used their palms as swords and slashed towards the throat of the native dog. The native dog is not stupid either. It opens its mouth and bites the palms of the two people. But after all, it only has a gray quality and is no different from an ordinary house pet. The power of this bite is very small, but the two oriental people's palms are fierce and powerful. With a calm voice, one of them directly faced the native dog's bloody mouth and slashed it down, splitting its head into two parts, while the other person cut off its neck bone with one palm. Blood splattered everywhere and screams continued. Wen Lai took a sip of tea, casually glanced at the information in his hand, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. Wu Shuang thought to himself that he did not have the skills to kill a native dog with his bare hands, so besides expressing shock, he could only express envy and jealousy. "What are you doing?" The two were about to drag the local dog down. Horibu came out at some point, looked at the two men with a ferocious smile, and clenched his fists. Needless to say, Wu Shuang knew what the fight was about. idea. "As a gift to you, how about this native dog giving me a piece of thigh?" They rolled their eyes at Horibu, but the two of them did not answer and continued to pack the food on the ground. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" Horib's face darkened, and he grabbed one of them by the shoulders. The latter shook him so hard that he took two steps back. "Seeking death!" Horib laughed sinisterly, and struck the middle of the two of them with a powerful and heavy punch. The punch was so fast and fierce that it left a faint afterimage in the air. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The sound of fists and palms intersecting suddenly sounded. One of the two people crossed his hands and formed a palm to block the punch, but he was unable to do so. He was provoked by the punch and took a step back. "Drink!" Horib used barbaric tactics, punching the two of them like a gust of wind. He was so powerful that every time he struck, the two of them were forced to dodge, not daring to face the enemy head-on. Watching the opportunity, one of them took the opportunity to roll behind Horibu, gathered enough strength to aim at his calf joint and gave him a hard kick. Plop! Horib knelt on one knee and received this blow on his calf. His whole body was overwhelmed. His face rolled in pain. He raised his arms and struggled to spin in place, forming a violent whirlwind. Spiral piling! Wu Shuang thought of Street Fighter in surprise. This powerful blow still had its effect. The islander who sneaked up on him was hit in the chest by Horibu's fist, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He was thrown to the corner, and the other one was also swept by the wind of the fist. He was shocked. Drift back a few meters. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone's greedy eyes fell on the local dog at the same time, and they ran to the field to fight for the piece of fat almost at the same time. Wu Shuang and Da Mu were no exception. They followed their own people and rushed up. Only two Africans were like clay sculptures. He sat still like a statue, watching everything that happened in front of him coldly. "Forget it, half for each person!" Someone shouted this loudly, and everyone stopped fighting instantly. The islander separated the crowd and tore the native dog in half. Half of the native dog with its bloody internal organs was thrown onto Horibu. Wu Shuang looked at the muscles in the islander's arms that bulged when he exerted force, and there was a whisper in his throat. Swallow. The Europeans returned to their strongholds happily. Horib sat down and glanced proudly at his companions around him. He chewed the raw meat with mixed hairs under the hungry eyes of the pairs. Maybe he was too hungry. , even raw meat is eaten with relish. After he had eaten and drank enough, the remaining three Europeans picked up the vague skeleton from the ground and started to eat it. Of course, the internal organs that were spilled on the floor were too dirty and no one wanted to touch them. In contrast, the fate of dog meat in Wu Shuang is much better. The islanders have their own cooking method. They carry fire with them, remove the internal organs of the dog meat, twist off the head, and bake it on the fire. After a while, the fragrance spread out, making everyone's index fingers twitch. The two islanders were quite generous and distributed the dog meat equally to the rest of the Orientals. Although Wu Shuang was hungry, there were three things he would never eat in his life, including Dog meat, so when he gratefully took the roasted dog meat from the islanders, he hesitated for a moment with the fragrant piece of dog meat. "Wu Shuang, why don't you eat it?" Da Mu sat next to Wu Shuang, took a bite of the golden and delicate crispy skin, and asked. "Look at the two black men over there. They are like old monks in trance. They are motionless. I wonder if they are still alive?" Wu Shuang pointed at the two Africans opposite, remembering that they had not spoken a word for three days, and Not participating in the crowd's scramble, I felt a little curious and walked over involuntarily. "Friends, here is a piece of dog meat. Please eat it!" Seeing Wu Shuang appear in front of them, the two black men raised their heads slightly, their bright eyes exuding a gleam of light. One of them smiled and said: "Thank you." Then he took the dog meat from Wu's hands and shared it with the companion next to him. When he smiled, he showed a row of white teeth, which made Wu Shuang envious. "I am from Egypt, my name is Pepi, and he is my brother Payne." "Wu Shuang, Chinese." Wu Shuang shook hands with the other party politely. Afterwards, he thought about it carelessly, and international diplomacy also That's all. Seeing Pepi and Payne closing their eyes after eating, Wu Shuang suddenly lost interest in talking and retreated angrily. However, he unexpectedly won the approving looks from the two islanders. "Our two brothers are Thai, Ji Ke, Ji Li, what's your name?" Ji Ke, the uninjured islander, stretched out his hand with a smile. Wu Shuang shook it lightly and added his name and country. Also reported out. Thai people, no wonder they are so skilled. Wu Shuang didn't eat a bite of meat. He was hungry and didn't know how to pass the time. Damu asked a few questions with concern, but he was put off by him. When night fell, the remains of beasts on the ground disappeared automatically, and the moonlight once again poured into the silent training. On the field, everyone around him fell into sleep. Drowsily, Wu Shuang opened his eyes and ushered in a new day as a death training ground. This was already the fourth day. Three Europeans among the fourteen people died and one Asian was injured. Except Wu Except for those who were hungry, most people ate something and could barely fill their stomachs. Of course, Wu Shuang and the Thai man named Ji Li were treated as key protection targets and stayed behind. This time, the card disciples have to face a real beast, the fanged snake. This is a white beast that attacks with venom skills. No one among the card disciples dared to take the initiative to challenge it. Even Ji Ke stayed in his own camp obediently and remained silent. The poison-toothed snake spat out a message and swam on the wall. Everyone held their breath and stared at the shadows moving on the wall, ready to evacuate their positions at any time. Disaster did not befall Katu again this time, because when the poison-toothed snake opened its bloody mouth and bit one of the Easterners, the smart Easterner had already mastered the weapon. He calculated the right moment and bit a stick of earth. The thigh bone removed from the dog was accurately sent into the throat of the fanged snake, but unfortunately, his body was contaminated with some venom sprayed from the snake's mouth. After a while, the toxin entered his body and turned him into a piece. Pus. Wu watched the man die in pain with his eyes wide open, sweat dripping from his back. "You have a good mind. This is the Baishuang Palace Token. From now on, you will be a member of the Baishuang Palace. Work hard!" Wen Lai finally found a useful material and handed a white token to the person just now with a smile. On the hands of dead Orientals.