Survival for All: Evolution from the Low End of the Food Chain

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the other side.

Munda and the little skinny guy are eating and drinking.

"Brother Da, transfer another batch."

"What's the hurry, gather more and then transfer."

"There are so many dreams in the night, the sooner you transfer, the sooner you will be safe."

"Okay, okay." Meng Da was a little impatient, looked at the resources transferred by his subordinates in the kitchen knife, counted the list, and transferred it to Meng En.

The little skinny man let out a long breath. "The third batch has been transferred out. Are there many resources in this batch?"

"It's a little less, maybe it's because they are tired. Although they are carefully selected, their physical strength is limited after all."

"Well, let's see if anyone hasn't turned it in all the time?"

The little skinny man blinked his eyes.

Munda somewhat disliked the skinny man's ink marks, but under Meng En's entrustment, the little skinny man came to make suggestions for himself, so he had to listen.

Look at the kitchen knife.

Suddenly stunned.

"This batch of more than 20 people did not hand in."

"Not one handed in?"

"Not a single one!"

Mengda stood up abruptly, "I never thought that these people would dare to rebel."

Little skinny man: "Not necessarily, maybe there is an accident."

"What surprises can there be?"

"So, send a message using the code we agreed on."

"it is good."

Munda selected a few people and sent a message.

"Take a break when you're tired."

After a while, all these people replied to the message.

"Ok."

"Got it, Brother Da."

"Thank you Brother Da for your attention, okay?"

wipe!

Munda and the little skinny jumped up, and something happened!

The secret code agreed between them.

"Take a break when you're tired."

The reply must be "Not tired, dedicating everything to General Meng En."

Now it seems that something went wrong, and more than 20 people were actually brought under control.

Is it...

"Call all the men immediately."

Munda quickly summoned all the remaining people back.

......

Song Chen is here, still trying to catch the big grievances one by one.

Eliminate vitality.

Reduce the chance of the opponent forming a group.

At the same time, stop the loss in time, and spit out what can be spit out first.

After significant changes in the strength of the enemy and ourselves.

Finally, find Munda to fight and dig out all the resources that have been transferred.

The trip to the Hungry World made Song Chen think carefully.

Not only to be brave, but also to be strong, but also to be resourceful.

At this moment, a little skinny man ran over.

"Why did you lose your strength so quickly?"

Big neck!

The little skinny man lay on the ground.

It took a long time to struggle.

"Hand over all resources, or you will become fertilizer."

Song Chen chewed a piece of rat meat to replenish his energy.

"Okay, strong man, I'll hand it in, I'll hand it in."

A rope suddenly appeared in the little thin man's hand.

He jumped at Song Chen and tied one of Song Chen's legs.

"Come on, I tied him up!"

The little skinny man's voice rang out.

There was shouting outside.

"Kill the lord of the sixth district!"

"Get rid of Song!"

The crowd rushed in in a dark mass.

There are seven to 80 people.

They all waved kitchen knives in their hands.

In the reflection of each kitchen knife, there is a disdainful and handsome face of Song Chen.

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It was Mengda who took the lead. Holding a handful of vegetables, he rushed towards Song Chen aggressively.

The remaining seven or eighty people fanned out.

Afraid that Song Chen would escape.

Seventy or eighty kitchen knives shone coldly.

This is the biggest group of enemies that Song Chen has encountered outside the world of hunger.

The gluttonous train in Munda in the seventh district is really not a bragging.

Only this kind of tool can quickly gather players.

Form large-scale productivity and combat effectiveness.

Song Chen.

Good guy, formed a group to die?

Do you think that seventy or eighty kitchen knives can chop me into stuffing?

Song Emperor did not start his business halfway, but the middle way collapsed?

Without neglecting his feet, he picked up the horse hide and rushed towards the crowded direction without haste.

By the way, two stinky air sacs and two embarrassing glands were thrown out.

Peng, bang!

The stench and smell exploded.

This smell.

The current Song Chen has played the biochemical attack perfectly.

The thieves in the seventh district howled and avoided.

So cool.

The wind is blowing under your feet, catch up with one in an instant, and slip with a big neck

down.

Catch up with another one, big neck slip.

Put it down again.

"Hold your breath and rush upward together! Hold your breath for 1 minute and he will be finished!"

The little thin man really deserves to be a dog-headed military adviser, he can immediately see the situation clearly and give advice.

And it played a big role.

Everyone in District Seven held their breath and rushed towards Song Chen again.

Song Chen's feet seemed to be on a hot wheel, and he was gliding through the crowd. It was all thanks to the two broken horse skins, waving up and down with the dish 4 + cloak and knife skills.

Another three or four were brought down.

"I'll go, it's too big!"

"Why is this thing so fierce?"

"It seems to be stronger than our General Meng En!"

"Fart, General Mengen is stronger than him, this kid will use some dirty tricks, not really good, charge up!"

The little skinny man blinked his eyes.

"Let's beat him as he beats us. Don't be afraid of wasting it. Hit him with a big pumpkin!"

The little skinny guy reminded the people in District Seven.

They picked the pumpkins one after another and threw them at Song Chen.

There are also those that release wood, stone from kitchen knives.

He smashed at Song Chen without thinking.

It began to rain "material".