Chapter 133 North Blind Mountain Mang Village

Zhu Dajun was stunned for a moment.

How could he forget about this?

The family of three didn't hear what the masked men were saying, but kept bowing and praying.

When did Lao Zhu, the gangster boss, become so beloved?

Zhu Dajun thought for a while and said:

"They don't know who we are, so there's no need to kill us all."

Yutu sneered twice, holding a scythe and walked towards the family of three:

"If the dog lady knew that we didn't follow the rules, you wouldn't be the only one to die.

You're looking for death yourself, don't drag us down."

Just then, the ground shook.

In the distance, dust was raised.

All the hunters looked serious immediately.

Everyone knew what it meant to have this happen near the demon cave!

Zhu Dajun's cannon attracted the monsters!

Zhu Dajun glared at the family of three and said loudly:

"Go home quickly!"

The family of three hurried to push the boat, wanting to leave here quickly, fearing that they would be in trouble.

Jade Rabbit had no time to care about the family of three. She looked at Zhu Dajun with hatred:

"You are just an idiot!"

After saying that, she took out a can of "Popeye's Spinach" from her arms and swallowed it in one gulp.

At this moment, Jade Rabbit's strength increased a lot.

She swung a large sickle and was ready for battle.

Here, with the sea behind her, she would not be attacked from all sides, and traps had been set up, so she was not afraid of a head-on confrontation with monsters.

"Roar!"

After a roar, a huge shark with more than a dozen pairs of human feet broke through the woods and opened its bloody mouth towards the hunters.

Dozens of junior hunters swallowed their saliva, and their eyes were gradually filled with fear.

They were just E-level zombie hunters. How could they dare to look at such a monster even once?

Zhu Dajun had no strange expression on his face, and waved his hand:

"Little ones, do it!"

The junior hunters gritted their teeth and began to form seals with their hands.

The spirits invaded the underground with the guidance of the junior hunters.

In the ground, large potatoes with strange smiles slowly emerged.

They didn't know whether these little things called potato mines could stop this monster.

The shark monster approached, and the potato mines exploded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom boom!"

The explosion of more than ten potato mines was deafening!

The D-level shark monster was blown into a bloody mess at this moment.

The blood and flesh splashed on the trees on the island, and it was scarlet.

The 'zombie' hunters looked at this scene in shock, and shouted in their hearts.

The guild's products must be extraordinary!

This is much more powerful than ordinary mines!

The primary hunters looked at each other, and their hearts were full of pride!

Who said that humans can't take the initiative to attack monsters?

Zhu Dajun stamped his feet in grief:

"You prodigals, wasting so many potato mines to kill such a D-level monster?

Keep your eyes open! Detonate when there are more monsters!"

This shark monster is just an unlucky guy with a fast movement speed, and the humming monster army behind it is the main course.

The bloody smell of the shark monster made the monsters on the island agitated.

"Roar!"

"Cry!"

Strange screams resounded on the island.

The monsters on the island rushed towards the hunters.

A giant octopus with a huge human head.

A giant crab with human hands and feet.

A lizard with eyes all over its body.

A black bear with a human face on its chest.

These monsters on the island are terrifying and disgusting.

"Boom boom boom!"

The zombie hunters had previous combat experience, and their fears were overcome a lot.

They hid in the bushes, forming seals in their hands, and constantly used their spirituality to pull the potato mines.

Zhu Dajun roared:

"Charge!"

His hands transformed into two Gatling guns, and he stood on the tree trunk with his back straight, spitting fire snakes.

The hunters tacitly accepted this noisy man as the commander.

The devil fruit hunters used their own abilities to attack the monsters.

The zombie hunters turned into zombies one after another and followed the devil fruit hunters closely.

Although these zombie hunters were only E-class, E-class and D-class monsters were also the mainstream.

They were eager to complete the mission well, and also get a devil fruit to become a C-class strongman.

In this world, the big fist is the real thing.

The Hunter Guild's mission is both a crisis and an opportunity!

The continuous muffled sound of potato mines mixed with the sharpness of breaking through the air, and the blazing flames ran around everywhere, licking the earth mercilessly.

The blood of the monsters dyed the beach red, and the hunters also sacrificed.

The hunters' shouts and the monsters' roars, with the background sound of the explosion, perfectly blended into the hymn of the death dancer.

Jinmu Coffee Shop.

Meng Xing sat in his old seat, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

The mobile phone showed the live broadcast of the hunters fighting monsters on the atoll island.

Meng Xing moved his sore neck, and his eyes flashed with light.

"Almost all the hunters are out, and the monsters on the atoll island should be wiped out.

Besides, Ye Yunyun and Li Yang were also sent by me to raid the formation."

Both the monster corpses and the living monsters are needed by Meng Xing.

The monster corpses can be used as nutrients for cultivating extraordinary plants.

The living monsters will be transported to the laboratory for Sha Jingcheng to study.

Meng Xing stood up:

"I should also do what I should do."

Meng Xing went to the second floor, where Huang Jie had been waiting.

Huang Jie put his hand on the wall.

An ancient door appeared.

Huang Jie opened the door and bowed respectfully to Meng Xing.

Meng Xing put on the mask of the Weeping Ghost King and walked into the door.

Huang Jie followed closely behind him, and the door closed as if it had never appeared.

Beimang Mountain is always covered with fog. The deeper you go into the mountains, the thicker the fog is, and the visibility is very low.

Those who venture into the mountains often get lost like blind people.

This is the origin of the name Beimang Mountain.

There is a village at the foot of Beimang Mountain, called Mang Village.

"Is this Mang Village?"

A girl with a backpack stood at the entrance of Mang Village in a daze:

"This looks like a very ordinary village, similar to the old city."

This place is indeed as the legend says, with Beimang Mountain shrouded in fog.

In the Collapse Era, humans dared not live near mountains and forests, especially deep mountains and old forests like Beimang Mountain.

However, this Mang Village not only dares to take root at the foot of Beimang Mountain, but also lives a peaceful life.

"Great writer Yang, I finally meet you."

The village chief is a middle-aged man, a little short.

He is a fan of Yang Xue's novels, and it was he who told Yang Xue about the situation of Mang Village in the comment area.

In the era of rampant monsters, there is a mysterious village living at the foot of Beimang Mountain, which is full of dangers. This kind of curious news attracted Yang Xue's curiosity.

She is an online novelist, and she thinks this Mang Village should bring her inspiration.

Yang Xue responded with a smile:

"Excuse me, village chief, can I learn about Mang Village?"

The village chief nodded repeatedly and said enthusiastically:

"Okay, okay, let's go to the village committee to talk.

You really are, more beautiful than the photo!"

Yang Xue didn't see that there was something different in the village chief's eyes.