Chapter 67: The Americans shot

When I entered the room in the middle of the week, I found that Lin Lu and Zhu Qingyi were also in the room. The custom of the Sunbird tribe was quite interesting. The room was a very big bed, enough to sleep five or six people. The two women saw Zhou. Zhong came in and looked up at him one after another. Lin Lu's face suddenly reddened. Zhu Qingyi, because of the intimate relationship with Zhong Zhou, became quite generous. Instead, he started to molest Zhong Zhou and deliberately asked: "Mid Zhou, you night Which room do you plan to sleep in?"
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In the middle of the week, Zhu Qingyi was really asked about it, and asked embarrassingly: "I'm going to that room."
A sly smile flashed in Zhu Qingyi's eyes, and he asked Zhou Zhong: "I think that room is closed. Why didn't you go in?"
"Ahem, I just came to see you two, I'm afraid you are not used to sleeping here." Mid-week said as much as possible to make myself look less guilty.
Zhu Qingyi couldn't help laughing, and threw the final big killer move, and said dissatisfied: "Mid of the week, you don't want to leave these two big beauties with us, ran to sleep with two men, what do you mean? Do you think the two of us are particularly unattractive, don’t you?"
When Lin Lu heard this, she also raised her head and looked at Zhou Zhong. She felt a little uncomfortable. Although she wanted to sleep in the same room with Zhou Zhong, it made Lin Lu’s heart like a deer, but she didn’t sleep with Zhou Zhong. The room is nothing to be afraid of. In addition, Zhu Qingyi asked, she really wanted to know, is she really unattractive? Don't want to sleep in the same room with her midweek?
In the middle of the week, when I saw the two women both staring at me, I suddenly laughed bitterly. There is no way to answer this question. How to answer? Say you want to sleep in a room with them? This is too shameless, I can't say it in the middle of the week. But want to say that I don't want to sleep in a room with them? Then this is simply death. Mid-week is not the ignorant teenager who was ignorant of women at the beginning, knowing that these women are thinking strange.
If you think about them, they will scold you as a hooligan, but if you say you don't think about them, they will kill you.
"I'll sleep on a chair at night, you two on the bed." I didn't dare to be questioned by the two women again in the middle of the week, and maybe there would be some terrible questions later, so I just threw a sentence and turned around. escaped.
Seeing that fled in embarrassment in the middle of the week, Zhu Qingyi and Lin Lu smiled at each other.
In the evening, the Sunbirds brought dinner to a group of people in the middle of the week. It was a specialty of the Amazon forest, all of which were game. No way, it is illegal to eat game in the city, but in the Amazon forest, there is nothing else you can eat except game. The most powerful dish is crocodile meat! But don't mention the taste, it's really not very delicious.
At night, the two women slept on the bed, and in the middle of the week they put the chairs together and slept on the chairs. Anyway, they don't sleep in the middle of the week. The practice is the same everywhere.
The next morning, just after running a big week in the middle of the week, I heard a tumult and chaos outside, and there seemed to be a sound of fighting.
Lin Lu is a cultivator, so she naturally heard the sound and sat up busy, and Zhu Qingyi was also awakened.
"What's going on outside?" Lin Lu asked Zhou Zhong with a look of sleep.
In the middle of the week, he stood up and said to the two women, "I'll go out and have a look."
Opening the door, I saw that Zhang Wenliang and Fang Bing were already standing in the yard in the middle of the week, and their faces were very solemn. Seeing that Zhou Zhong came out, the two hurriedly walked over, Zhang Wenliang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhou, outside is surrounded by Americans."
"What? What's going on?" Zhou Zhong's expression changed and he immediately asked Zhang Wenliang.
Zhang Wenliang said to Zhou Zhong with a serious face: "I just went out and took a look. Many Americans came and surrounded the entire stockade, especially the residence of Patriarch Bernie. These Americans came to ask for the sun god. Bird."
A puzzled look flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes, and he asked suspiciously: "Why do Americans want the sun bird?"
Zhang Wenliang also shook his head puzzled: "I don't know this either."
In the middle of the week, he looked solemnly and pondered. He knew that the Americans have always been domineering. He saw that the Americans looked arrogant, but in the middle of the week he didn't expect that the Americans would directly grab them. This was too rampant.
"Mr. Zhou, what shall we do now?" Zhang Wenliang asked Zhou Zhong.
After thinking about it in the middle of the week, he said to Zhang Wenliang: "Let’s go out and see to see which direction the situation will develop. As descendants of ancient tribes, the Sunbird tribe has existed on earth for so many years, and they must have their own. If the United States wants to grab it, it won’t be so easy."
Zhang Wenliang agreed with the words of the middle of the week. At this time, Lin Lu and Zhu Qingyi also came out, so the group went out of the courtyard and quietly came outside the residence of Chief Bernie.
The stockade of the Sunbird tribe is very large. After all, this is not the native country of the United States. Therefore, the manpower in the United States is limited and it is impossible to control the entire tribe. Therefore, the chef of Patriarch Bernie is strictly surrounded.
Zhou Zhongren hid behind a house not far away, so he could see the situation clearly.
Outside Patriarch Bernie’s residence, the Americans who came here yesterday were all arrogant. In front of them, Jesse and several Sunbird clan masters had been arrested and could not move.
At this time, Patriarch Bernie walked out in the courtyard surrounded by a group of masters, yelling at the headed U.S. native with a full face: "Gefro, what do you mean?"
Gefro said with a disdainful face: "Bernie, you old guy really thinks of yourself as a green onion? We in the United States want your sun bird, that is to look down on you, don't be shameless! You also got it with me. Today, you have to pay the sun bird, or you have to pay if you don't!"
Patriarch Bernie trembles with anger at these words of Gefolo, this is simply too deceitful, Ming Qiang is so arrogant!
"Geffro, our Sunbird tribe has been living on the earth for tens of thousands of years, and it is the oldest tribe in the world! You have treated us like this, didn't you think about the consequences? Are you really a sunbird? The tribe is not a vegetarian?" Patriarch Bernie was also angry at this time, and he sternly reprimanded these Americans no longer.
However, Geffroy still didn’t have it, and said with a playful expression:
Is it? I have long heard that the ancient magic of the Sunbird tribe is unique and powerful. I really want to see it today, but I don’t know about Patriarch Bernie. Did you enlighten me?"
A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Bernie, and he said solemnly: "Our Sunbird tribe loves peace. I haven't done anything with people for decades. Now that you have bullied the US, I have to do it!"
"Hahaha, okay, but Patriarch Bernie, let's not just do it, don't we have to be a little bit lucky?" Guffalo was like a cunning fox at this time, setting a trap for Patriarch Bernie step by step. Patriarch Bernie knew that Geffroo had no good intentions, but he couldn't help but follow him.
"What color do you want?" Patriarch Bernie asked Geffro in a deep voice.