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A trace of haze flashed in the tank's eyes. Two days ago, he personally attacked Zhang Shaojun's base camp at night and killed more than a dozen hunting dogs to warn him. Isn't this enough to scare Zhang Shaojun away?

"Is that rich second generation of Mr. Zhang again?" Tank asked.

Tolstoy shook his head and said, "It's not just him, but three!"

Bai Yutang suddenly thought of a possibility, and said as if facing a great enemy: "You mean, the three young masters unite and search for us together?"

Tolstoy nodded and said, "Yes, there are more than twenty hounds, more than two hundred people, and each of them has Rewu on their hands. What should we do?"

Bai Yutang was almost scared to death. So many people searched for them in the snowy Far East. Are these rich second generations really full?

The tank also took a breath. The firepower of more than two hundred people had reached the point of strengthening the company, and it was not something he could decide without authorization. Tank, Bai Yutang, and Tolstoy looked at Chen Qiye together, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Boss, these rich second-generations are so mobilizing, what do they want to do?" Tank asked.

"It should be the mentality of the game." Chen Qiye said. Apart from this reason, Chen Qiye could not think of a reason to make a feud with these three rich second generations.

Bai Yutang angrily punched the tree trunk beside him. He thought he was a playboy, but compared with these rich second-generations in the Far East, Zhang Shaojun and others were real playboys and actually treated people as animals.

"Brother Ye, what should we do? Should we just run away like this?" Bai Yutang said unwillingly. According to his vindictive personality, he felt that he should teach these rich second generations a lesson.

Tolstoy shook his head, first rejected Bai Yutang's idea, and said, "You can't escape. The three of them joined forces to join forces. We just killed Zhang Shaojun's hunting dog. The other two young masters also had more than 20 hunting dogs."

Chen Qiye understood Tolstoy's meaning. The forests in the Far East are so big that in this snowy and ice, people can't beat the hunting dogs, but blindly avoiding them can no longer solve the problem.

"Tolstoy, how far are they from us?" Chen Qiye asked.

"At most half an hour," Tolstoy said.

"Hide first." Chen Qiye gave the order.

Bai Yutang was dissatisfied and said, "Brother Ye, we are still hiding, we have been chased into shit!"

The tank glared at Bai Yutang fiercely and said, "Don't hide, you want to die. There are two hundred remnants on the other side, and the firepower ratio is the last strengthening company."

As he said that, Tank did not forget to look at Chen Qiye. After getting his approval, he comforted Bai Yutang and said, "When I avoided it, I will definitely not spare them this time."

Half an hour later, the three young masters, Zhang Shaojun, Fang Wenshan and Chang Jun led their respective teams, more than 20 people and more than 20 ferocious Caucasian hunting dogs, and stood in the position where Chen Qiye had just stood.

"Grass, run away for them again!"

"Damn, why are these people more cunning than rabbits?"

"After I catch them, I must open my stomach and break my stomach. Especially the arrogant boy, cut off his limbs and feed them to the dog."

"Haha, even dogs don't eat that stupid meat. I think it's better to let the hunting dog bite him into pieces."

Zhang Shaojun brought several rich second-generation followers, and Fang Wenshan and Chang Jun also brought several young followers. When the dozen rich second-generations met, they directly cursed Bai Yutang for a long time. Bai Yutang almost couldn't hold it in the tree and jumped down to fight them.

Zhang Shaojun said unhappily: "Tolstoy is a famous hunter in the Far East. He still hid so many of us hunting dogs."

After repeatedly chasing Chen Qiye and his group, Zhang Shaojun naturally counted the credit on Tolstoy. After all, he served in the Far East and was also a famous hunter in a radius of ten miles.

Fang Wenshan looked at Zhang Shaojun and asked, "Are you sure that the Russian is the most powerful among those people? Didn't you say there is another more powerful character?"

The tank he mentioned, but how could Zhang Shaojun admit that he was wrong?

Just as the two were about to argue, Chang Jun, who had not spoken, walked to Bai Yutang's fist hitting the tree just now, stared quietly for a while, and smiled strangely.

"Who can be sure they will leave?" Chang Jun laughed in a teasing way.

Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan were stunned at the same time. There were ice and snow nearby. Could they still hide it?

Chang Jun has a unique melon-shaped face of a woman, with neither beard nor Adam's apple, fine skin and tender flesh, and no masculinity. If he uses a beauty filter, he will definitely be a stunning beauty.

But Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan dare not underestimate this sissy because Chang Jun is very cunning.

"Chang Jun, please make it clear, what does it mean to not leave?" Zhang Shaojun asked at Chang Jun.

"You mean, they are hiding nearby?" Fang Wenshan asked, licking his cracked lips.

Chang Jun was not in a hurry to answer this question, looked at Zhang Shaojun and said, "You have said that your bodyguard can't beat one of them?"

Although Zhang Shaojun doesn’t understand what Chang Jun is asking, it doesn’t matter if he talks about it.

"Yes." Zhang Shaojun nodded.

"Are your dozen dogs killed by that big man?" Chang Jun asked.

"I saw it with my own eyes." Zhang Shaojun nodded here.

Fang Wenshan asked impatiently: "Chang Jun, what do you want to express?"

Chang Jun said: "What I want to express is that Tolstoy is not a real anti-stalking expert, and the real master may be the big man. Since he can go deep into Zhang Shaojun's camp and kill more than a dozen hunting dogs and escape, it means that he has a way to avoid the dog's nose. Is this difficult to guess?"

"And I dare to conclude that their group is hiding nearby."

Bai Yutang had a very shallow mark on the tree just now, but he was still caught by Chang Jun. So he concluded that Chen Qiye and others must have used a method to avoid the dog's nose and hide nearby.

Zhang Shaojun and Fang Wenshan suddenly realized, yes, since the tank could go deep into the camp to kill more than a dozen hunting dogs, it means that he is the real anti-stalking master, which shows that they had greatly underestimated the tank's skills before.

If it were ordinary people, they would have been regressing and felt that tanks were not easy to mess with. However, for these three young men who were looking for excitement, the bloodthirsty in their bones was immediately aroused. Only powerful opponents could make them feel conquered.

Chang Jun, Zhang Shaojun, and Fang Wenshan looked at each other in a sympathetic manner, then roared and shot!

More than two hundred good players and more than two hundred flame tongues were shot towards the snow, grass, and cracks of rocks. The shells fell constantly like soybeans poured out of the sea bowl. A group of small followers danced excitedly and shouted, just like spring animals.

"Sweep them to death."

"We want to see blood!"
Chapter completed!