The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1203: The **** is a hair 1

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Chapter 1203 God is a hairy 1

Simbardo is a descendant of Simba. Although he also has the blood of the Yitian tribe, he is a person who has seen the world, and he is much more cunning than the Yitian tribe.

Wang Meng was upset when he was suspicious and was called ugly. Wang Mengxin said, "When you see God, you don't have to kneel down, and you still doubt Lao Tzu. Such a tribe can't go if you ask him.

"Do you doubt me? Are you still inviting us over? Ask your priest, don't you know if we are gods?" Wang Meng said lightly.

"Our sacred master said, not all the gods falling from the sky, maybe bird feces!" Simbad said rudely.

Wipe!

Wang Meng is out of anger.

"Bold! Do you dare to insult our god?" At this moment, Uncle Zulu was furious when he heard how disrespectful Simba was. The gods are in their hearts, that is the supreme existence.

"Dare to insult our gods and kill them!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Just now in Wang Meng's eyes, the Yitian tribe, who was still very kind and honest, roared with murderous aura at this time.

This is the character of primitive tribesmen. Friends come with good wine and meat to entertain, and treat enemies quickly after killing them. The gods are friends, and the Simba tribe are enemies.

"You came to fight for the gods, but so disrespectful? Obviously you didn't put the gods in your eyes. The gods would not go to tribes like yours. Go back!" Wang Meng waved his hand and said impatiently.

"This can't be for you! Hand over the goddess, and we will sacrifice to the adult to marry her as a concubine. Otherwise, we will fight to the death." Simbado stared at Wang Meng fiercely and said viciously.

Damn!

Wang Meng was angry at the time, feeling, they came with white milk?

"Bold! How dare you blaspheme the gods like this? Come on! Kill them for me!" Uncle Zulu was furious, so disrespectful to the gods, he must be killed.

People from the Zulu tribe were also angry and rushed forward.

"Slow!" Wang Meng suddenly raised his hand to stop.

The Zulu tribesmen immediately stopped to buy and looked at Wang Meng.

"I'm enough!" Wang Meng said domineeringly, his body already rushing out of the gate.

In addition to the Zhaimen, Wang Meng went straight to Simbad.

With a huff, someone from the Sinbad tribe stepped forward to protect Sinbad.

There were several Simbados who stabbed Wang Meng with bamboo spears.

Wang Meng has been suffocated, so he started directly. Bang!

Boom bang bang!

Wang Meng fought hard, but he didn't want to kill.

It's just that he recovered from a long illness and hasn't moved his muscles for a long time.

With three punches and two kicks, five Simbados were brought down by Wang Meng, but died.

Wang Meng was shocked and murdered? If it's broken, this contradiction can be a big trouble.

Wang Meng has lost his memory, but his nature is still there. Since he has killed someone, the contradiction cannot be resolved, and the hatred has deepened, let's eliminate the roots!

What Sinba descendants have a relationship with Wang Meng?

Wang Meng quickly killed five people as soon as he shot, and the Simba were dumbfounded and frightened. Simbad, the bravest of their clan, couldn't kill five hardcover men in an instant with his bare hands.

At this time, Wang Meng has gone straight to Simbad. He doesn't want to kill too many people, he wants to catch the thief first. As long as the Simba doomed the law and the Simba tribe has no leader, there is no threat. Of course, the Simba sacrifice was not a good cake, and Wang Meng would naturally not let it go.

It's just that something unexpected happened.

Plop!

"The gods are on top, Simbad is wrong. Simbados offends the gods, please punish the gods!" At this moment, the Simbados suddenly knelt down and bowed.

Wang Meng, who came from Mercedes, almost fell on the ground.

"God!" Seeing that Simbad was kneeling, all the people in Simbad also knelt down and bowed.

Wang Meng Kaba's eyes were a little dumbfounded.

When the people of the Simba tribe met the windshield like this, Wang Meng didn't know what to do next.

But Wang Meng is very smart. Kabbah glanced at Uncle Zulu and said: "Since they know they are wrong, I will leave it to you."

After speaking, Wang Meng walked into Dazhai and went up the mountain.

"Huh?" Uncle Zulu was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, but he also understood what Wang Meng meant.

Wang Meng ran into Lord Hammer who was limping down the mountain on the way.

"It's over so soon? Why don't you play for a while? Master hasn't seen the excitement yet." Master Hammer asked dissatisfiedly when he saw Wang Meng.

Wang Meng couldn't laugh or cry.

Wang Meng talked about the passage.

"Hahaha!" Lord Hammer laughed after hearing this.

"Why are you laughing?" Wang Meng puzzled.

"Boy? You have been fooled. Zulu said that the Simba are very cunning and scheming. They see that they can't beat you, so they persuade them. This tells the good guys not to suffer the immediate loss, and it is not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years. You Wait! They will come to grab people, and there will be more people coming, and their strength will be stronger." Hammer said.

"Can't, right? An aborigines really have so many minds? You know, we are gods, and I have shown stronger combat power than them, so they dare to make a second?" Wang Meng didn't believe it.

"The **** of a bird? Do you really think you are a god? A god, can you still be injured? Boy? It may not be a **** who falls from the sky, maybe it is bird shit!" Lord Hammer rolled his eyes and said.

"Gah?" Wang Meng looked at Master Bai in surprise, quite surprised in his heart. Master Bai is not bad at a word that the Simba sacrifices said?

In the past few days, the Simba have not come to make trouble.

Wang Meng despised Lord Hammer.

Master Hammer was there, and Wang Meng was ignored.

However, Lord Hammer often murmured with Uncle Zulu, not knowing what they were talking about.

Wang Meng was very strange, and asked Lord Hammer, Lord Hammer ignored Wang Meng. Asked Uncle Zulu, Uncle Zulu respectfully said that Master Bai would not let him speak.

Wang Meng is even more curious.

Late night this day.

Suddenly, the village outside the village shouted to kill the sky.

As the Hammer said, the Simba really came and attacked.

Fortunately, the Zulu tribe had already prepared for it under the reminder of Lord Hammer.

The two sides are fighting together.

Wang Meng was about to join the war, but Lord Hammer stopped Wang Meng.

Master Hammer said: "We are gods and cannot interfere with the order of the people. The fighting between the two tribes has also increased their combat effectiveness. Otherwise, the easy life will make the tribe decadent."

Wang Meng felt that what Mr. Bai said was reasonable and did not participate in the war.

Wang Meng, Master Hammer, and Fengling are on the hillside, watching.

Aboriginal fights, there is no hand left, can kill, never let it go.

Almost all grown-ups of the Sinba tribe are dispatched, and the Zulu tribe is also a powerful tribe who is dispatched.

The torches under the mountain are bright and the fighting is fierce.

The casualties are high.

However, there seemed to be rules for the battle between the two sides, and it was only half an hour when the flute suddenly sounded.

The fierce fighting two sides immediately stopped fighting, and they were actually looking for their own people's corpses and wounded on the battlefield, and carried them back. Moreover, even if the two sides had a face-to-face meeting at this time, they stopped fighting and helped each other.

Wang Meng looked dumbfounded, feeling very fresh.