C69

"399, 400 …." "Five hundred …" There were a total of twenty-seven rooms, which coincidentally numbered two thousand seven hundred baskets. The face of the Sand Date was enough for the tribal warriors to eat for another thirteen months. In other words, on average, each person could eat the cake for three months? "Including Servant Qi …"

He saw more than the peak, and the composition of the food here was the same. In other words, the Great Clan Elder had changed all the Chen food from the past years to the new grain from the past, and this way, there would never be any corruption. It was truly a good plan.

"All that's left are noodles and seeds. There's no need to look at these anymore. If the First Elder lived for a few more years, these things would probably turn into sandpaper dates, right?"

Suddenly, a spark shot out from his neck, and blood and trachea splattered out like fireworks from his comrade's neck. The comrade who was staring at the sky did not say another word, as the cigarette butt fell into the blood, causing it to creak. At the same time, a few sparks pierced through his comrade's neck, and the trench behind him landed at the end of the night sky.

One by one, ghost-like enemies appeared in the trenches, silently yet strangely, the whole trenches were left with only Feng Feng lying on the corpses of his comrades, watching as the armed men with the armband of Twin-headed Dragons disappeared in front of the second line of defense, biting their lips …

"Why didn't anyone tell me …" Whose tribe was it? "Don't tell me that you all think I'm an idiot …"

Black Claw's angry roar woke Feng Feiyun up. He ignored the furious Black Claw and focused his eyes on this two-headed iron box. His heart was beating even faster than last night when he saw the naked girl. Perhaps his real identity lay in this box.

This is all the fault of the Great Elders Guild. If it wasn't because we could only rely on him, there wouldn't be such a problem. Now, the third claw is the Great Elder, and he knows everything about the Great Elders Guild.

After all, the tribe had been passed down for so many generations, if the Great Elder of every generation did this, who knew how many things the elders would covet, but if the Three Claws were able to pass this method on to his grandson, that meant that everything that the Great Elder coveted would end up in the hands of the Black Claw Family in the future?

Thinking of this, Black Claw calmed his anger. He scanned through the items on the ground and said arrogantly, "Send them to me. Go to other places and check. There's more than just this in the Great Elder's faction of a few hundred years."

Black Claw's vision widened. Since there was enough food, then the food here belonged to him. There was no doubt about that. It was worth a year's worth of income for a tribe warrior. Why wasn't Black Claw happy?

"Bai Pi Er, Bai Pi Er, go and bring me the box …" The Poison Insect Man had taken such a firm view of the East. The Poison Insect Man knew how precious this thing was, so he did not put Black Claw in his eyes. Instead, his brain had already been filled with thoughts of Cheng Shan's Sand jujube noodles.

The thing belonging to the Black Claw naturally belonged to him, and the White Skin didn't hesitate as it ran over to stand beside him. At this time, the few girls seemed to not be as annoying as the day before, not mentioning how their faces were more comfortable, even taking off their clothes was prettier than a peerless beauty.

The supplies were not limited to food, more things were rummaged through. Hundreds of fangs, sharp throwing spears with long horns, and rare crossbows occupied the entire warehouse. The killing power of these crossbows was even stronger because of the unknown high tenacity beast tendons.

This thing was the best support firepower? If he had had these crossbows back then, he would have been able to reduce the number of casualties by half.

"I think Kui Tu is trying to rebel. Didn't the elemental slaughter crossbow get destroyed long ago? Why are there so many of them here?" Black Claw's angry roar carried a sense of joy, and was very contradictory. It also caused the audience to be conflicted. Was it joy or anger? Wasn't it better to be clear about that?

There were piles of beast skins, all sorts of strange things, and even some metal gears of various sizes being used as ornaments to wipe the shiny oil off. There were also various colored glass beads, and broken items from his previous life. Although in the eyes of the peak, these things were piled up together like garbage cans from his previous life, it was still a treasure that everyone was curious about.

"Hmph, their family is just a dirty gerbils. What are they hiding in their cave?" Every time he found a warehouse, Black Claw would cheer up a bit. He cursed and vented out his dissatisfaction. Then, he kicked a pile of junk, causing it to scatter.

"F * ck, hand …" "Hand grenades, all on the ground …" With a loud curse, Feng Feiyun stared at a round thing flying in the air. This thing, which should have been covered in rust, bounced back in the air and fell straight towards the crowd.

Roaring for the police, Feng Feng Ji held his head with both hands, jumped into the dead end of the shrapnel explosion, and curled up into a ball, waiting for the explosion to come.

Black Claw and the others stared dumbfoundedly at the crippled Feng Feiyun, but they couldn't figure out what he was doing. The round hand grenade landed beside the second elder's feet, and just as he was about to ask what was going on, he impatiently kicked it away and walked towards Feng Feiyun.

The grenade rolled in front of Chu Feng. When he opened his eyes, Chu Feng felt as if his soul had fled his body. He sprung up from the ground and shouted, "Second brother, I'll f * * k you …" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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