Chapter 218

Carefully looking at the ghost man a few meters away, Ye Feng's eyes became more and more fierce.

The monster, called ghost man by general Derek's men, is nearly three meters tall and looks very fierce. It looks like a huge chimpanzee walking upright. On the strong body of the ghost man, except the palms, soles of feet and neck, most of the limbs and body trunk are covered with silver gray bone layer, like a layer of invulnerable armor to protect the ghost man's huge body.

The whole head of the ghost man is covered with messy dark hair, which highlights the ferocity and terror of the ghost man. From its sharp teeth extending beyond its thick lips like a small dagger, Ye Feng can intuitively feel the cruelty and fury of the fierce beast.

Subconsciously swallowed and spit. Ye Feng stared at the ghost who was only a few meters away from him, squeezed out a smile on his face and said shakily: "Hey, big fool, do you see what I'm holding in my hand? This is a sacred bra. Many men have struggled for this all their lives. How about I give it to you as long as you keep calm?"

"Roar!!!"

"Shit! Don't forget it. What a tiger!"

Obviously, ghost people are not interested in Rihanna's underwear. Instead, it is interested in how to tear leaf maple. At the moment when the ghost man roared, Ye Feng subconsciously turned around and ran behind him, while the ghost man behind him began to chase him.

In this race, Ye Feng ran to a towering tree that appeared in his vision. The trunk of this ancient tree is more than five meters wide. I don't know it has grown in this jungle for centuries.

That's it!

Ye Feng suddenly ran to the huge tree. At this time, the ghost behind him had caught up with Ye Feng only a few body positions away. He almost reached the distance he could touch with his hand. Ye Feng could clearly feel the hot and humid breath behind him, which smelled extremely bad.

Finally, one second before the ghost man caught himself, Ye Feng made a sharp turn and got rid of the ghost man who was not good at controlling the direction during running. Ye Feng began to circle around the trunk of the giant tree. The ghost man was also stubborn. He followed Ye Feng and joined the ranks of circling the tree.

After leading the ghost man around the trunk of the towering tree, Ye Feng stopped at the right time and instantly released the "Yan dragon Arm Armor". Ye Feng turned his waist, turned back suddenly, and fiercely attacked the chest of the ghost man who was chasing behind his ass and circling around the trunk!

Bang!

When the Yan dragon Arm Armor touched the silver gray bone layer on the ghost man's chest, a huge muffled sound came out between Ye Feng and the ghost man. Ye Feng's Yan dragon Arm Armor dissipated back to Ye Feng's body at the moment when it hit the ghost man's body. Ye Feng's whole person was also shaken out by great force, smashed a bowl mouth thick trunk, and then fell to the ground.

"Shit, the action of force is mutual. It's hard for you, big fool..."

Ye Feng raised his head and looked in the direction of the ghost man, but found that he was shrouded by a huge figure. Ye Feng's vision was filled with the ghost man's unusually strong thighs. He slightly raised his head and leaked a brilliant smile to the ghost man standing in front of him, attracting the ghost man's attention. At the same time, Ye Feng's two hands began to work secretly.

"Brother, don't hit your face. Shit!"

The answer to Ye Feng was the ghost man's big hands dissatisfied with the black hair. He held Ye Feng's two ankles tightly with his two hands and picked up the big head of Ye Feng. Under Ye Feng's frightened gaze, he was like a little chicken. The ghost with a ferocious smile from the corner of his mouth grabbed his ankle and began to swing it. Ye Feng was severely thrown into the air, and then hit the ground by the ghost.

One, two, three... Ghost people are immersed in the exercise of smashing the ground and have fun. As for Ye Feng, he muddled through the fifth time when he was hit on the ground, and then recovered his consciousness in the twelfth severe pain.

As the ghost's interest in the little game of smashing the ground weakened, it raised the dilapidated toy in front of him. Looking at the little thing, he almost lost his breath. The ghost poked the little thing he finally caught with his fingers a few times. Seeing that Ye Feng did not respond, the ghost threw Ye Feng out, It's like throwing away a tired toy.

The ghost man was very cautious. Even if he threw away the leaf maple that he thought was no threat, the ghost man deliberately used 10% of his strength. The leaf maple broke six trees like a shell, and then fell on the ground of the jungle.

"Shit... You've had enough..."

Ye Feng, curled up on the ground like a mass of mud, loosened the micro detonator he still held tightly in his hand even when he lost consciousness. He struggled to press the button on the detonator.

The ghost man dozens of meters away from Ye Feng seemed to notice something. He looked down at his right foot and wrist in doubt and found that there was a small cloth strip making a "drip" sound on his body, which seemed to be the thing waved by the little thing just now.

The ghost man's doubt did not last for a few seconds. His whole body was torn apart in the violent explosion, and the scarlet blood mist filled this small area, showing a strange beauty.

"Finally, shit, I almost fell in two, damn it..."

When Ye Feng was approached by the ghost before, he put the remote-control bomb in the bra according to the method he thought before, and tied the bra to the ghost's leg at the right time. Later, Ye Feng has been waiting for the ghost to smash enough. It is the ghost who threw away the dying Ye Feng, or the moment when he can pull away from the ghost. Ye Feng doesn't want to be blown apart in this jungle. He doesn't want to go through a process of reshaping his golden body.

Fortunately, like other impatient animals, when he found that the plaything in his hand was out of breath, the ghost man threw aside the leaf maple he thought was hanging. Ye Feng waited for this moment. He did not faint and resolutely pressed the button of the detonator.

"Fuck... Uncle Gong, Rihanna, don't run away. I killed the ghost man. Come back to me..."

Reluctantly finish this sentence, Ye Feng directly lost consciousness. In his original plan, Ye Feng waved the bra stuffed into the bomb, and the ghost human color narrowed to want the bra in Ye Feng's hand, while Ye Feng generously gave the bra to the ghost, who thanked Ye Feng with tears, and then Ye Feng handsome detonated the bomb and sent the ghost to the West.

Unfortunately, the situation in Ye Feng's mind doesn't happen at all in reality. The bra has no temptation to ghost people. On the contrary, Ye Feng has greater temptation. From the perspective of playthings