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"After passing through the forest area in front, even if you enter the Far East forest area, this forest has a length of more than 1,000 kilometers and a width of more than 300 kilometers. It is the largest forest and ocean on the earth, as big as your three eastern provinces." Tolstoy walked in front, and enthusiastically introduced to Chen Qiye and his party in Chinese.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to pass through the forest area alone. Only indigenous people like Tolstoy who have lived in the forest for a lifetime can seek benefits and avoid harm in this forest.

Bai Yutang suddenly felt fresh and asked, "Uncle, are there any tigers in this forest?"

"Yes," said Tolstoy.

"Is there a black bear, a big and big one?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Yes." Tolstoy smiled and said, "Basically, you don't have one in China, we have one in the Far East Forest Area."

Bai Yutang's eyes were shining. He wanted to take a tiger or a black bear back to the East China Sea to show off with his friends. In such a vast forest in the Far East, there were no roads, no railways, no airports, and no uniforms, almost a paradise for hunters.

Bai Yutang's enthusiasm for traveling suddenly increased, but he looked at Chen Qiye and the tank in simple costumes, and looked at Tolstoy who had only carried a big bag. He couldn't help but feel confused. The Far East Forest Area is so big, how can you hunt without a hunting rifle?

"Uncle, why don't you bring a hunting rifle? What if we encounter a tiger?" Bai Yutang said depressedly.

Tolstoy smiled mysteriously. He could kill a wolf with bare hands, let alone Chen Qiye and Tank.

Although he didn't know what Chen Qiye did, just judging from the tank's respect for him, Tolstoy had a bold idea last night that even a tiger and a black bear were definitely not Chen Qiye's opponents. This was the intuition of a hunter.

"We have the strongest warriors in the world, and nothing can hurt us in the forest area." Tolstoy nodded respectfully and said, "As soon as he was notified.

Bai Yutang was stunned and then realized that Chen Qiye was there, and it was indeed a bit unnecessary to bring those things.

Soon, under the leadership of Tolstoy, the group officially entered the forest area, while Bai Yutang chattered and asked endlessly.

Suddenly, the tank grabbed Bai Yutang and he, an adult, held it in the air like a chicken and duck in the tank's hand, without any power to fight back. When Bai Yutang was inexplicably shocked, a slammed Zidan, who told the rotation, passed through his original position and hit a big tree one meter ahead, and splashed a little wood chip.

"My grass, Far East is so dangerous!" Bai Yutang was almost scared to pee. If he had taken a step forward just now, this bullet would definitely explode his head.

"Who?" Tank frowned and looked at the direction a hundred meters ahead of them.

"Oh, it turns out it's from the country."

"So what happened to us from China? We scared our young master Zhang away. No matter where he came from."

"Where did you guys come from? You don't fucking look at the road when you walk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of young men wearing fur coats, fur collars and snow boots stood up from behind a few big trees, and they were also a group of Chinese people.

If it were the past, when he met his fellow villagers abroad, Bai Yutang would have been filled with enthusiasm, but he had already been taught a vivid lesson by Hu Jianjun. In the anarchic Far East, there were no fellow villagers here, but only interests.

If the tank hadn't grabbed him in time just now, he would have been shot at the head, and it was just because of a sika deer.

"You guys still have the fucking way to scold me. I wouldn't have my life just now, and I'll be gone." Bai Yutang pointed at the young man who was shooting and cursed.

"Where did it come from?" The young man in the lead, Zhang Shao, asked with a handsome look on his shoulder.

"Where are you from Jiangnan?" Bai Yutang asked without showing any weakness.

"I'm a dark person." Zhang Shao said with a mouthful of foam, his eyes full of playfulness.

Tolstoy took the opportunity to walk to Chen Qiye and whispered: "Mr. Chen, the Far East Forest Area has been a paradise for you Chinese people over the years. These are rich second generations. We should not offend us when we come here to hunt."

Tank frowned slightly when he heard this. He was not a novice like Bai Yutang who had no knowledge of the Far East. At the border junction, there were almost all places where dirt was hidden.

The Far East Forest Area is adjacent to the Xing'anling Forest Area, with smuggling, poaching, and even large-scale transactions. These rich second-generations not only have a huge domestic influence, but also have used a lot of money to buy the local area, which has reached the point of covering the sky with one hand.

Tolstoy asked Chen Qiye to endure, and he was indeed a qualified guide.

But Tolstoy wanted to take a step back and the sky was wide open, but the rich second generation wanted to find excitement because they once asked someone to find Tolstoy as a guide, but were rejected.

"Tolstoy, I once asked you to be a guide and you refused, but you gave others a guide. Do you think the money from my Zhang family is smelly?" Zhang Shao was much stronger than Bai Yutang. He pushed him away and walked directly to Tolstoy and questioned.

Tolstoy gave Chen Qiye a reassuring look, then shook his head and said, "Dear Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood. These are my son-in-law's relatives in China. They came to the forest area for a walk, but I couldn't help but feel kind."

With a squeak, the group of young people behind Zhang Shao suddenly burst into laughter.

"Mr., do you think we are idiots? They are from Jiangnan, and your son-in-law is from the black province. He is far away from 100,800 miles away. Do you think of us as monkeys?"

"You clearly don't sell our Mr. Zhang's face."

"Tell me, how much money they give you, we'll give you double."

Tolstoy's face suddenly became ugly. He liked US dollars, but it did not mean that he had no principles. As the most famous hunter in a radius of ten miles, he has always been regarded as a shame by Tolstoy as a guide to make money.

Especially if you are a guide to a group of lawless rich second generations, it is even more a shame.

The Far East worships the strong. Tolstoy is willing to put down his posture and serve as a guide in view of Shen Qiye and Tank being strong. He asked him to give Zhang Shao a group of rich second-generation people. That is an insult to his personality.

"Mr. Zhang, I hope you can sell me a favor today and scare you away. After that, I will beat you three heads to apologize to you." Tolstoy said without hesitation.

Zhang Shao wrapped his hands around his chest and smiled coldly: "Okay, Tolstoy, I think you are the most famous hunter nearby. I will give you a face and don't bother with these garbage from Jiangnan, but you must fight with my men to see who is the real fighting clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man like an iron tower came out of Mr. Zhang's group, with a buzz cut, bean cake face, and a pair of tiger eyes that were embarrassed and charming. Even in a place like Far East Forest, he was only wearing a thin single dress, which was obviously a master.
Chapter completed!