"You ask me, who do I ask, rub!"

Hearing Zhou Yulong's words, the Wilderness Knight, who had just hurriedly blocked Tekun's self-explosion, glanced at the half bottle in his hand depressedly, and said reluctantly: "Damn, Lao Tzu's whiskey, there is still more than half of the bottle to drink." ”

"Moonlit night, what do you seem to know?"

Ignoring the wilderness knight who was full of grief and anger because of the waste of wine, Zhou Yulong looked at the moonlit night with his head lowered, and asked curiously.

"I seem to have heard of this, but I've only heard about it, not necessarily true."

Moonlit Night raised her head, frowned, and said, "Once we learned from the mouth of a Burmese captive that they Burmese seem to have invented a new type of potion made of a mixture of drugs and biochemical viruses and some objects extracted from meteorites. This potion can greatly increase the user's combat power, and it can also temporarily change the user's genetic sequence, so that it can continue to evolve and become stronger and stronger. It's just that this potion seems to be very difficult to make, and the side effects are extremely large, and once the body can't withstand the power of evolution, it will explode and die, so we've only heard about it, but we haven't seen it. By the way, the name of this potion translates to [Gate of Hell]!"

"The Gates of Hell?"

Hearing the words of the moonlit night, the corners of Zhou Yulong's mouth curled slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said: "I didn't expect that in addition to angel medicine, these Burmese people actually have other ways to deal with the use of meteorite essence, it seems that the potential of human beings is really endless." But that's fine, I'm sure the doctor must be very interested in this hell's gate. ”

"Okay, don't grind, if you don't do anything, these Burmese dwarfs will run away!"

With a flick of one hand, he directly pierced the bodies of the three Burmese with half of the wine bottle in his hand, and the Wilderness Knight showed a trace of impatience on his face, and said: "According to this little boy, these Burmese people are all bloody guys with their hands. Kill them, we can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven, hahaha! ”

After that, the Wilderness Knight didn't wait for Zhou Yulong's response, patted the giant tabby cat under him, and jumped into the Burmese gathering place surrounded by flames with him, and began a crazy killing.

"Acting for the heavens?"

Looking at the back of the wilderness knight covered by flames, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yulong's mouth, and he said to himself: "Hehe, this is really a good excuse to let go of the moral shackles!" As he spoke, he slowly walked up and melted into the raging flames.

Myanmar base, the killing continues!

It's just that Zhou Yulong and the Wilderness Knight didn't expect that their killing today would set off a huge wave in the small country of Myanmar!

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"Tekun was killed, his gathering place was also destroyed, except for a few guys who escaped by luck, the entire tens of thousands of soldiers, all of them were killed in the fire!"

In the dark of night, eight Burmese people dressed in different costumes sit at a huge round table in a sports stadium in Naypyidaw, the capital of Burma. Their expressions were very solemn, and the eyes that looked at each other were full of wariness and hostility. And behind them, there were a hundred strong men standing quietly. Judging from the atmosphere at the venue, the relationship between them does not seem to be very harmonious.

"This was done by four Chinese people, and they are heading towards our capital. It seems that these Chinese people don't have a good impression of us! ”

Among the eight people, a bald man sitting in the first place straightened the military uniform on his body, looked at the other seven people with a serious face, and said word by word: "Look, how to deal with them?" ”

"Kanku, you Burmese are the strongest of the eight major ethnic groups, those Chinese, you should deal with them, right?"

Hearing the words of the bald man, a thin man wearing an army green camouflage uniform and two black sickles straddling his waist twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a disdainful smile, and said lightly: "Or do you think that the strength of your Burmese people is not enough to deal with them, and you need our help?" ”

This thin man is the leader of the second largest ethnic group in Myanmar - Qumbis, the Jiren tribe was the second largest ethnic group in Myanmar before the end of the world, after the end of the world, this primitive tribe still living in the mountains and forests still living slash-and-burn farming is more adapted to this cruel era than the Burmese. Therefore, although the population is far inferior to the survivors of the Burmese, its overall strength is not too far behind.

"Hahaha, Qumbis, are you joking?"

Hearing Qumbis's words, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Burmese leader Kanku, and then he slapped the table heavily and said fiercely: "Our Burmese soldiers have hundreds of thousands of armor and thousands of evolutionary people, isn't it as easy as crushing an ant to death against these four Chinese?" If you don't believe me, do you Jiren want to fight with our Burmese and verify the strength of our Burmese?! ”

As the leader of the Burmese people, of course Kanku can't show weakness at this time, otherwise once he weakens his momentum, the other seven ethnic minorities will hit the Burmese with their ideas. After all, as the largest ethnic group in Myanmar, they occupy areas and materials that are far inferior to those of several other ethnic groups.

"Humph!"

Hearing Kanku's words, a trace of anger appeared on Qumbis's face, but thinking of the strong strength of the Burmese people, Qumbis could only grit his teeth and stop talking.

Although the situation of the Burmese is much worse than before, they used to be 70% of the population of Myanmar. The more people there are, the more survivors there are, and the more survivors there are, the more evolutionary people will increase. Therefore, although the combat power of the Jiren warriors far exceeds that of the Burmese warriors, when it comes to comprehensive strength, the Jiren still dare not go to war with the Burmese.

"Alright, Jiren, Kanku, you don't have to say a word!"

At this moment, a bald old man in a monk's robe smiled slightly and said in a harmonious voice: "I believe that with the strength of the Burmese people, it will definitely not be a problem to deal with those Chinese." But since Kanku called us this, it must not be just because of the problems of those few Chinese, right? ”

This bald old man is the leader of the third largest ethnic group in Myanmar, the Thumb people's living habits are similar to those of the Burmese people, so they have always been very close to the Burmese people, so the attitude of the Burmese people towards the Mu people is naturally not bad. In addition, the Mu people are the mildest of the eight major ethnic groups, and they are also the most united people. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the Thumb people appear as peacemakers to mediate disputes among other peoples. Of course, the strength of the thumb clan should not be underestimated. Although this people are mild, if they are invaded, their terrifying cohesion will burst into terrifying force. No nation, before or after the end times, wants to be the enemy of this moderate but powerful nation. It's not that you don't dare, but you don't want to.

"Old man Yu Xi, you are still as smart as ever!"

Hearing the bald old man's words, Kanku nodded, glanced at the old man gently, and then said lightly: "I think everyone should have received the global call for help sent by the Chinese some time ago. I invite you to come, first, to discuss how to deal with these four Chinese, and secondly, I want to discuss with you whether we should participate in the battle in more than a month! ”