Chapter 270: The Slate Contrac (1/2)

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Qi Hao deserves to be the son who survived mating with Tian-Wu. He did not show any fear after seeing the ugly and horrible The Mandrill elder.

Until The Mandrill elder lifted his lip to him and grabbed his arm ”clicking”!

Qi Hao remained stunned for a second, then uttered a scream of pain and incredible injury.

”Ah-! What is it? You... Don't you want a boat?” Qi Hao sweated bitterly, his arm was pulled off, and the monster with one foot was still biting his arm and taking a piece of meat with his tusks.

”Ouch!” Yan Mo said with a helpless and sorry face, ”It's not us Jiu Yuan, it's the owner of this forest, just like your Water G.o.d Tian-Wu, it's the patron saint of this mountain forest, and all the animals in this forest obey its orders.”

Then he said sadly, ”Why do you want to set fire to the forest when I say you're okay? You know, our people are fighting with their people, and that's why we left you just now. As a result, we're fighting with them, but you're ready to set fire. The animals in the forest saw and told him, no, he's no longer fighting with us, he has to come and settle the score with you.”

Qi Hao felt more pain in lost his arm! Yan Mo spoke some words for the first time, but because of Yan Mo's special ability, he fully understood the meaning, but because of the understanding, he almost vomited blood.

According to Yan Mo, he not only helped his enemies out of their difficulties, but also brought disaster water to himself.

The Mandrill, who had just eaten a piece of his meat, suddenly shouted at him, and with his mouth open, he let out a puff.

The stinky saliva and some food residues were spouted out and Qi Hao was sprayed all over his face.

Qi Hao's expression is beyond words.

Only Yan Mo understood the angry roar of The Mandrill elder, which said it wanted Qi Hao and The Moer-Gan People to never approach the forest any longer, or it will eat him.

Yan Mo didn't translate. Qi Hao certainly didn't understand what The Mandrill elder was shouting at. He wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't escape when he was stuck with wooden needles.

But the Mandrill saw Qi Hao's broken arm was still so tough, not to mention rolling away without moving, he was more angry, the cattle eyes swept away, he gave up his fleshy arm, took Qi Hao's right leg in one claw, and opened his big mouth.

”No -!”

”Crack!”

The Mandrill's bite on his calf was not counted. It seemed that he wanted to rip off his whole right leg.

”Stop it! Stop it! Ah, ah!” Qi Hao was confronted with such a monster that could not communicate at all and was quite unreasonable. He could only shout wildly.

Yuan Zhan stood and looked coldly.

Yan Mo looked at the fire and boldly pressed the arm of The Mandrill. ”Wait a minute! Don't kill him! If you tear one of his legs, he's as good as dead.” The main reason is that he didn't want to bother with surgery to save Qi Hao's life.

The Mandrill blew out of his nose, and he didn't intend to kill the man. He just wanted to breathe out and scare him again.

Yan Mo sneaks a peek under Qi Hao and finds that he is still brave. He has not been scared to urinate by such threats and torture. Maybe this man will bring some trouble to the Jiu Yuan if he is released back to the Moer-Gan.

But judging from his desire to bypa.s.s Qi Yuan and give up the hatred of being beaten in the face, and to secretly establish a red salt trade with them The Jiu Yuan, this man is not as reckless and brainless as he appears on the surface, though not very smart, but the biggest blow to his own family is that his own family is the ”most” one. Understand him, instead of being wary of him.

Qi Hao's picture is by no means satisfied with the position of Chief's son or warrior leader. It's interesting to let him go back and watch him fight with Qi Yuan and his Chief father. If he had been killed, it would have given the Moer-Gan reason to attack The Jiu Yuan.

Besides, he expected the man to bring him more boats and turtles.

Qi Hao saw that the monster really let go of his claws and stopped s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g his thighs. His face again showed an incredible look. ”Does it listen to you? Did it listen to you?!”

The Mandrill elder let out a howl. How could it listen to human beings? Angry, he grabbed Qi Hao and hit him on the ground.

”Bang!” The earth was flying, and a shallow pit was smashed into the hard ground.

Yan Mo shrank, and as a bystander, he could feel Qi Hao's pain.

Qi Hao couldn't even scream. He was knocked unconscious. What's worse, because of this blow, many needles on his body were so deeply embedded in the muscle. Some needles were broken or fell. And his broken arms and legs, not to mention...

Yuan Zhan said ”click” in a cool way.

The Mandrill elder raised Qi Hao and tried to smash him. Yan Mo quickly reached out again to stop him. This time, the stop was more sincere because Qi Hao might be comatose because of too much blood loss.

”Mountain G.o.d DRen!” Yan Mo stopped the Mandrill, grabbed Qi Hao and put him on the ground.

”Buck” around two slaps, ”Wake up? Don't faint! Are you a 6th rank warrior? Don't be so weak.”

Qi Hao was pulled back by Yan Mo's slap. He felt like he was going to fall apart. Before he spoke, he let out a roar of pain.

Yan Mo stabbed him with a wooden needle. ”Do you still want that arms and legs?”