Chapter 120

Name:The Great World Author:Kwong Qi
Lightning struck the black painted one horned rhinoceros accurately.

The instant high-voltage current made him tremble. With the white smoke rising, LAN Ju opened his mouth and bit hard at each other's neck.

Crocodiles are famous for their strong bite force.

This method, based on the primitive instinct in the depths of genes, is deeply suppressed because it has source power and can perform strange source techniques.

At such a close distance, the most effective way to kill is to bite each other's throat.

In addition to the heart, the most effective and fastest way.

Click——

After a crisp sound, due to the pressure caused by height, the blood seemed to find a vent, and the bee pupa came out.

There was a blood rain in the sky.

Zhang Jian bathed in it, stretched out his tongue to feel the warm scarlet sweetness, and his heart beat faster.

The black painted one horned rhinoceros with a big hole in its throat struggled wildly when the countdown to life sounded.

LAN Ju loosened his hand, launched a defensive posture and stood in front of Zhang Jian.

Before the creature dies, it is extremely terrible. Blue giant must beware of the counter attack.

Loosening his hand is to be afraid of the black lacquer one horned rhinoceros to break free, or to fall with himself to the place of Zhang Jian.

Even if you wipe your shoulders, Zhang Jian will become a meat pie.

The vitality of black painted one horned rhinoceros is as majestic as a balloon, but at the moment, its throat is like a needle and a hole in the balloon, and its vitality escapes rapidly.

Soon after, the black painted one horned rhinoceros bumped into the mountain, and its body fell like pushing the golden mountain down the jade pillar, and the ground was dusty.

He also smoked twice.

"Blue giant, look."

Blue giant nodded to show understanding, and his eyes kept on the black painted one horned rhinoceros for a moment.

This is a common operation.

The corpse of the source beast needs to be complete. It needs to be observed for a period of time at the first time of death before Zhang Jian comes forward to collect it, so as to avoid the corpse from pretending to be a corpse or pretending to be killed by the counterattack.

Black lacquer Zhang Jian decided to collect it. At least he can earn forty or fifty thousand.

If it is worthless, it is to directly let LAN Ju cut it with sharp claws to see if there is a source nucleus, and there is no need to ensure whether the body is complete.

Zhang Jian followed Nu Bing to the young man and looked at him indifferently.

The young man just caught the moment when Zhang Jian licked blood with his tongue at the corner of his mouth.

Now Zhang Jian's face was covered with blood and his eyes were like wearing him into a sieve. The young man felt that his legs were swinging.

His wife is too strong!

"Hello." Zhang Jian put one hand into his pocket and looked at the young man shaking his mobile phone. The mobile phone was held horizontally by the young man. After a little thinking, he could know that he was taking a picture.

"You... Hello!" the young man was shocked by Zhang Jian's aura, but he couldn't help getting excited when he heard Zhang Jian say hello to himself.

It's like a student being patted on the shoulder by the grade director and saying, "you're good."

Zhang Jian felt the inexplicable excitement of the youth in front of him and didn't know why.

I thought I didn't reach the point of taking all men and women.

"Meow ~" Xiaohei gave a cry of dissatisfaction, and saw the round blood droplets attached to his fur disappear one by one.

"Are you shooting me?"

"Yes, yes, meow."

"Meow emperor?" Zhang Jian's face was strange. "Does meow emperor mean me?"

Hold out your finger and point at yourself.

The young man nodded like tamping garlic and turning the mobile phone screen to Zhang Jian.

There is no network in the historic site, but the Weibo can be cached. Now what Zhang Jian sees is the Weibo picture before the network is disconnected.

"This is my neck..." Zhang Jian recognized the head at a glance. It was the head of a cat standing upright and boxing.

Under that poor Weibo, there are a row of messages from people who pay attention to themselves and display fan nameplates.

"Emperor meow came to offer incense!"

"Meow emperor, come and see meow emperor soon!"

"Meow emperor, I've helped you register the fan title of meow emperor first. Please contact me when you see this message!"

"Meow meow?"

……

There were many messages. Zhang Jian looked at it for more than ten seconds and returned the mobile phone to the youth.

He is not interested in these.

The bib is just an occasional look.

Every time he had to endure obsessive-compulsive disorder and didn't order those red dots, so he almost forgot his Weibo from the last time to now.

As for the fan economy, he thinks it will only degenerate him.

The economic benefits brought by the fan economy are many and fast, which is why many universities and forces will launch Star Animal guards.

But these star beast masters have a common problem.

Low combat effectiveness!

Perhaps they have real strength at the beginning, but over time, because of various commercial activities, shooting and so on, they will occupy a lot of time, and even there are many cracks in their relationship with their own source animals.

They rely on the company's packaging operation, stand in the forefront of the flow, suck the blood of mediocre people and live a drunken life.

Of course, there are many star animal guards with sufficient strength, but they are only a few, only a handful.

It's also understandable. After all, the star beast guards rely on Yan and a certain talent, or the wealth brought by a hot topic at some time is too simple and degenerate.

Zhang Jian's unwillingness to become a star Beast Master is not without its influence.

He is just an ordinary person. He is afraid that he can't resist that temptation. Once he makes a deal with the devil, he may fall forever.

"So, you took my picture to put it on your Weibo..."

The young man looked at the keel stick in the slave soldier's hand, which had just broken the black paint. He wanted to survive and nodded.

"Do you often brush your neck?" Zhang Jian looked at the violent ape beside the young man. It was obviously not well cultivated. He was not vigilant enough and didn't have much murderous spirit in his eyes.

Compared with the misty, uncertain and cold atmosphere that can be felt when standing next to blue giant, violent ape is a brother.

"Well, the people on the Weibo talk so much fun that they can't stop when they brush. They are all talents and speak well..."

Zhang Jian quickly stopped him. If he continued, he would waste his time again.

Encounter is fate. Explain it to him.

After all, taking pictures of yourself makes you beautiful.

And the angle is nice. I look and feel "who is this man?" "lying in the groove, isn't it so handsome!"

Zhang Jian patted the young man on the shoulder. His eyes gradually softened and began to speak earnestly.

"I suggest you brush your neck less.

If you recall carefully, are there advertisements in the fixed ranking positions?

That's the money Weibo earns from you.

Time is money.

Your time is not rich, but you have to help them, waste your time, give your precious time to others, and let others pick up and sell money.

Robbing the poor and helping the rich means... "

Zhang Jian is right. Weibo is to attract the public's attention, and the advertising and traffic attached to its content are their means to make money.

Most people are mediocre, and mediocrity mostly means poverty.

The operator behind Weibo is rich.

It's not too much to rob yourself of helping others rich.

The young man looked penitent and thought about his wasted time. He immediately stretched out his hand and slapped himself in the face. He bowed his head and said sincerely: "thank you for your teaching."

Zhang Jian nodded and felt a sense of achievement in his heart. Then he said, "you can cultivate violent apes from these directions. There are brute force tree people near Leichi..."

The young man listened eagerly and worshipped Zhang Jian more and more.

Look, this is the meow emperor. There is no reason for being extraordinary.

Just a few words about cultivating violent apes can't be said without vast knowledge reserves.

On weekdays, Weibo pictures are new things, such as Xinyuan beast, little sister dance, Bangyi open tank and so on.

But when I think about it, he can't get these things he likes to see.

These almost tailor-made cultivation programs let the youth sincerely thank Zhang Jian. These are not what you can know from your Weibo. They are actually ways to improve violence.

"Brush less your neck, watch more battle videos and material discrimination when you are free. Well, if you are interested, you can come and watch me dissect the source beast, which must be a little helpful to you." finally, Zhang Jian thought and added.

"It's OK to brush occasionally. For example, if brushing your bib can make you relax and relieve the fatigue of the day, you can watch it for about ten minutes at the end of your study and work."

At this age, it doesn't mean you can enjoy the time.

As for whether the young man listened or not, Zhang Jian didn't care.

"OK, OK, thank you, meow emperor!" the young man's face turned red and his tone was excited. In his heart, he thought that he could record the meow emperor's anatomy of the source beast at a close distance and put it on his bib. It would certainly become a hot topic!