When the boxer arrived with his men, he only saw a mess in the ground, seven or eight people slumped on the ground in a mess.

The boxer said angrily: "Where is the person?"

"Run in that direction." A guy who was not too injured moaned in a certain direction.

The boxer glanced at his unnaturally twisted foot. He and others tried their best to catch Zhang Qingyang and the others. But those two were not only fierce, but also cunning. They ran away from everyone's noses a moment before the large group of people appeared.

The boxing slave led the man to chase after a distance in the direction pointed by the man, but found that he had completely lost the traces of Zhang Qingyang and the others. Then he had to rely on the human sea tactics to search a little bit.

"Hey, they ran away again?" Fat Ya suddenly appeared and asked.

"Yes." The boxer responded impatiently.

"I brought the little Bodhi of the young lady. No matter how cunning those two guys are, they don't want to slip away from our noses." Fat Ya said proudly.

When the boxer saw Xiao Bodhi, his eyes lit up, sweeping away the depressedness just now.

Xiao Bodhi glanced at the two of them in a very humane way, raised his head and screamed, and the sound waves spread from all directions.

On the other side.

Zhang Qingyang and the other two hid in a pharmacy and bandaged their wounds.

The two of them fought and fled, and many wounds were added to their bodies.

Zhu Yilang was lying there, and a young man in the pharmacy was pulling out the dart from his butt.

"Puff." Zhu Yilang's fat body shivered. Blood gushed out, with black.

The pharmacy owner is an old man in his fifties with a goatee. He looked at the wound next to him, and said with fear: "The dart is poisonous, you have to interpret it first."

"What's the point? Get the antidote right away." Zhu Yilang shouted unhappily.

The pharmacy owner was so scared that he quickly went to bring the antidote. While pouring it on the wound, he said, "Your toxicity is a bit serious, and I'm afraid you have to rest for at least two or three days."

Zhu Yilang laughed: "My physique is not afraid of poison."

The pharmacy owner wanted to persuade him, but he saw that the black blood flowing out of the wound gradually decreased and gradually turned into a bright red color. The pharmacy owner was amazed and changed to another kind of injury medicine to apply to the wound, and asked the young man to bandage the wound.

Zhu Yilang said proudly: "I have never eaten any poisonous insects and scorpions in the mountains before. Catching poisonous snakes is a big meal for me, and centipedes and spiders are appetizing little. Just a poisonous dart is a big deal."

Zhang Qingyang also had many wounds on his body, and of course, he had already bandaged them well compared to Zhu Yilang.

Zhu Yilang is too arrogant and has caused most of the hatred, so he has suffered much more injuries than Zhang Qingyang and has been infected with poisonous darts. Now he can't even sit down.

"Bobo." A frog-like sound suddenly came from Zhu Yilang's belly.

Zhu Yilang touched his stomach and said to the boss: "Hey, do you have anything to eat in your store? Get some. I ran for the middle of the night and was already hungry."

"Hurry, get some food for the two heroes." The boss told the guy.

Zhang Qingyang suddenly asked, "Boss, do you usually have mice?"

The pharmacy owner said: "It is rare to see mice, they don't like the smell of the pharmacy."

Zhang Qingyang suddenly stood up and said, "Let's go, the pursuers will arrive soon."

"What pursuer, why didn't I hear the sound?" Zhu Yilang frowned.

"A mouse came in the store just now, and I think something was wrong."

"Rat!" Zhu Yilang laughed, "You are too suspicious."

The reason why Zhang Qingyang was alert was that the mouse showed spirituality beyond ordinary mice in the sensing of the bridge of the soul. Moreover, the mouse disappeared immediately after appearing for a few seconds. The rat was not common in pharmacies, and it was naturally extraordinary that a mouse appeared at this critical moment.

"Meow." The Titan's voice became sharper.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the pharmacy fell into a dead silence.

An unusual sound suddenly came.

The timid pharmacy guy suddenly shouted with a pale face: "There are rats, there are rats!"

The guy was running from the kitchen and followed him seven or eight rats slightly larger than his fist.

Zhu Yilang laughed: "I think I am a monster. Just these little mice, I can make me feel less meat."

The young man rushed over in a panic and was carried in the air by Zhu Yilang's little chicken. Zhu Yilang strode over, step by step, and instantly trampled half of the rats that followed him to death. In a blink of an eye, the arrogant group of rats suddenly dispersed in panic.

Zhu Yilang glanced at Zhang Qingyang who was still solemn, and laughed: "No wonder he was timid, he was indeed timid."

"It's coming again, it's coming again." The young man was carried and suddenly pointed to the direction of the kitchen and screamed.

Looking at everyone, more than a dozen mice were running from the direction of the kitchen.

Zhu Yilang snorted, threw the young man to the ground, and walked over to face more than a dozen mice.

The guy said in panic: "I'll get the hot tincture and burn all these mice to death."

The pharmacy owner slapped him in the face and hummed angrily: "Silly, don't you burn the pharmacy together. Go and get the rat-repellent powder."

"Oh, yes, there is also rat-repellent powder." The guy's eyes lit up.

There was a scream from rats in the house, and most of the rats died tragically at Zhu Yilang's feet.

Zhu Yilang grabbed a mouse and turned around, his eyes fiercely, and performed a life-skinning devouring in front of everyone.

"This mouse is a ball of meat in the mountain." Zhu Yilang ate all over his mouth, "So what if there are too many..."

"Listen, what's the sound?" Zhang Qingyang said. The abnormal noise outside the door became louder and louder.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, dust suddenly flew up in several places in the corner of the wall and gravel collapsed. Several ferocious mice crawled in, and behind them was a continuous group of gophers.

Zhu Yilang's expression stagnated. Today, the mouse insisted on going against me.

"The rat-repelling powder is here." The guy said loudly.

"Spread it in the house quickly," shouted the boss.

The boss was quite calm at first, but after all, there were mice everywhere in the city, so what was scary? But now there were constant streams of mice coming in, which made him feel a little uneasy.

The guy was busy spilling the rat-driving powder all over the house.

The mice inside the house suddenly showed a look of fear, and the mice outside the cave were also screaming, not daring to come in.

"This rat-removing powder is really magical!" Zhang Qingyang praised.

The pharmacy owner couldn't suppress his complacency and said, "It's simple to say. I mixed some feces of beasts that can make mice afraid of, and added some odors that mice hate. The mice have the most sensitive sense of smell, and they will avoid them from afar when they smell these odors."

"Boom!" The entire door suddenly collapsed, and the black rats poured in like a flood.

Everyone in the room looked at the group of rats that suddenly poured in.

The pharmacy owner screamed: "My house!"
Chapter completed!