The wound was infected again and the whole body was hot, like a brazier.

Long Zhantian's situation can be said to be in danger.

Even if you feed him with flowers containing seed essence, you may not be able to support him. You must rely on medicine.

But there are no medicines on them!

Zhang Lu picked up Long Zhantian and had to go back along the way, seeking the help of the Primitive Man.

These primitive people survived in the primeval forest for a long time, and there should be treatment methods. Each tribe has its own unique medical skills, otherwise they would have become extinct under injuries.

When Zhang Lu appeared in the tribe with Long Zhantian in his arms, the Simba people cheered when they saw Zhang Lu return and many people came up to surround him.

Zhang Lu could not communicate with them, so he could only strip Long Zhantian's clothes and reveal his infected wound. He also grabbed the hand of a Simba man and touched Long Zhantian's forehead, indicating that he was having a high fever.

An old man with mysterious patterns on his face, bird feathers on his head and beast teeth on his body came out and walked out, allowing someone to carry Long Zhantian into a mud room.

Several people seemed to hold some kind of ceremony, dancing and dancing. The old man held a bowl in his hand and sprinkled some water for Long Zhantian from time to time.

Then he started feeding Long Zhantian some black medicine juice, and Zhang Lu didn't understand what kind of plant it was.

After a night passed, Zhang Lu was guarding the door all night. Early the next morning, the old man from the tribe walked out of the room and smiled at Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu gestured with his hands to show whether he could go in and watch. The old man from the tribe agreed and took Zhang Lu into the Niba House.

Long Zhantian lay on the wooden bed, covered with brown bear's fur, which seemed quite warm and slept very sweetly.

When I touched my forehead, my fever had subsided.

The gunshot wound on the shoulder was bandaged with some odorous drugs.

Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and Long Zhantian finally came to life.

In Long Zhantian's situation, Zhang Lu did not dare to rush to the road immediately, so he had to repair his injuries in the primitive tribe and wait for him to recover.

Works from sunrise and rest from sunset.

This is Zhang Lu's lifestyle during this period.

Every day, I followed the Simba people to hunt, eat barbecue, drink big bone soup, and rest early in the evening.

For Zhang Lu, this is the best vacation, and it seems that he has no worries and is happy both physically and mentally.

Especially these primitive people are simple and simple, without any intrigue or intrigue.

The simple life made Zhang Lu enjoy it very much. He fell in love with these simple Simba people all at once, and fell in love with this simple life, carefree.

Of course, Zhang Lu knew that he did not belong here, and to this group of primitives, he was always just a passerby.

Because of Zhang Lu, he not only saved the Simba people, but also helped them hunt. You should know that Zhang Lu can be a world-class special forces soldier. It is easy for him to hunt animals. Every hunting is a good harvest and he soon became the most respected person in the tribe.

Aiwu and Wu, Long Zhantian also received careful care from the Simba people and his injuries were quickly recovered. Moreover, the secret recipes of these primitive people seemed to be particularly effective. Most of the gunshot wounds were healed, and the right arm could be moved simply.

The hunting activities of the Simba people were divided into two groups.

On this day, Zhang Lu's group hunted a wild buffalo and came back first. Soon after, seven or eight primitive people returned to the tribe against one of their tribes.

Others in the tribe surrounded him and cried and howled when they saw the dead tribe members.

Zhang Lu stepped forward, squatted down slightly, checked the cause of the Simba death. There was a bullet hole in his chest and killed him with one blow.

"Damn anti-League of Legends special forces!"

Zhang Lu knew that the bullet holes were theirs.

After spending time together, Zhang Lu fell in love with these simple primitive people and couldn't help but be furious!

"Instructor, it must be those damn anti-League of Legends special forces. They are simply inhumane and don't even let the primitive people go!" Long Zhantian was taken care of by the Simba people and was grateful. When he saw that the Simba people were killed by the Anti-League of Legends special forces, he became angry.

"I don't bother to bother with them if they don't catch up, but now I've changed my attention!" Zhang Lu said coldly.

"I'll go with you!" Long Zhantian said angrily.

"You recover from your injuries first! After killing them, you must leave quickly and not implicate these primitive people because of ours."

Zhang Lu has a strong murderous intent, but now he is bare-handed and it is really unwise to deal with anti-League of Legends special forces in this way.

So he stepped forward, walked to a Simba man, and took the bow and arrow from the back of the Simba man.

Zhang Lu pulled it lightly and instantly pulled the bow and arrow full of the bow. Then he waved his hand at the Simba people, indicating that the bow was not heavy enough.

After spending this period of time together, the Simba people could roughly guess what Zhang Lu expressed. Then several Simba people turned around and sent them back to the house, carrying a giant bow and arrow.

This giant bow and arrow is almost as tall as Zhang Lu, and the bow string is made of unknown beast tendons as thick as a thumb.

The giant bow is the agave-tongued bow of the Simba people. According to legend, the ancestors used this bow to shoot and kill large wild animals such as elephants.

However, it is not easy to open the agave bow, so at least ten people need to move the bowstring.

Zhang Lu took the agave bow. He was so heavy. He didn't know what wood it was made of. No wonder he had to carry it.

Once he started, Zhang Lu knew that it was a good bow, especially the bow body was polished to the point. At a glance, he knew it was the treasures of these primitive people.

Wow!

Zhang Lu shouted loudly, then bent his bow and shot the eagle, and actually pulled the agave bow that only ten people could pull for a full month.

Hula!

The Simba people around him exclaimed and started to talk, looking at Zhang Lu with his eyes as if he was looking at a god, full of admiration.

I don’t know that the Simba man knelt first, and then the Simba man around him knelt one after another, even children were no exception.

Simba issued a sacrificial phrase in his mouth, as if he had regarded Zhang Lu as the creature in the clan.

Long Zhantian stared at the scene in front of him blankly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, and Zhang Lu seemed to have the natural charm of a leader.

When rescuing himself in the concentration camp, he also recruited a group of local armed personnel, all of whom obeyed him.

Now he has become the gods worshipped by these primitive people, and they all kneeled down and cheered.

Zhang Lu pointed to the corpse on the ground, then pointed to the agave-tongue bow in his hand, indicating that he wanted to avenge the dead tribe!

The Simba people understood Zhang Lu's meaning and knew that their benefactor was going to help them avenge their revenge. They bowed their heads and crawled with gratitude.

Then the adult Simba people stood up and roared angryly. They selected more than 30 adult Simba people holding spears and carrying bows and arrows on their backs, bid farewell to everyone, and looked for the enemy to take revenge!

Because the agave bow is a giant bow, its arrows are also special, much larger than ordinary attacks, with a diameter of two centimeters and a total of twenty arrows.

Zhang Lu, carrying a quiver and holding a dragon tongue bow in his hand, quickly rushed towards the Anti-League of Legends Special Forces Special Forces under the leadership of the Simba people.

After walking five kilometers, the Simba people discovered the figure of the Anti-League of Legends Special Forces. After all, they were primitive people and often had to hunt keen animals, and their concealment ability was no less than that of the Special Forces.

A Simba man stepped forward, whispered and gestured to Zhang Lu, telling Zhang Lu that it was the tribe members killed by these people, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Zhang Lu nodded. Now the anti-League of Legends special forces are marching urgently, and Zhang Lu is not in a hurry to take action.

He gestured and asked the Simba people to leave quickly and he would deal with it alone.

Although these Simba people have good skills in hunting animals, they still seem immature to deal with fully armed anti-League of Legends special forces.

If they participate in the suppression of anti-League of Legends special forces, there will definitely be a large number of casualties, which Zhang Lu does not want to see.

In tribes, adults are the future of the tribe. If most of the top people die, these primitive people may be exterminated.

The Simba people shook their heads and were unwilling to leave. They saw that there were many people on the other side, afraid that Zhang Lu would not be able to deal with it alone.

Zhang Lu's eyes turned cold, and he couldn't even communicate with words. He couldn't help but ask them to step down.

However, Zhang Lu reacted quickly. He raised the agave-tongue bow, glared at everyone, and asked them why they did not follow his orders.

The agave tongue bow has special significance to the Simba people. This is a holy object in the clan. Zhang Lu raised the agave tongue bow, which was equivalent to the clan leader giving orders, and they dared not ignore it.

When the Simba people left, they looked back and looked at Zhang Lu from time to time.

Zhang Lu looked at the Simba people leaving, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then activated the disguise technique. Originally, he was wearing the Simba people's clothing, and as soon as the disguise technique was activated.

Suddenly, he was really a Simba man.

Zhang Lu lurked and quickly touched the Anti-League of Legends special forces. With the change of color in his breath, he took an arrow and pulled the agave tongue bow into a full moon.

Whoosh.

The arrow left the beast's tendons and bowstrings and made a sharp sound in the air.

If you think that the sharp sound gives the target enemy a chance to escape, it is a big mistake.

The arrows are like fireflies, with extremely fast speeds, just a little slower than bullets, but the bows and arrows are short-range shooting, which makes up for this short-range shortcomings.

The anti-League of Legends special forces soldier heard a strange noise, but he had no time to react, and was shot into the chest by a quick and lightning-like arrow, piercing the heart with an arrow.

The arrow actually penetrated his chest and came out from his back. The anti-League of Legends special forces soldier felt a pain in his heart, and died in extreme horror.

However, his body did not fall down immediately. The arrow's impact was strong and he shot away with his body, and finally shot on a tree on his back.

Just like nailing down a nail, the anti-League of Legends special forces were nailed to the trunk.

Such a fearful bow and arrow scared other anti-League of Legends special forces. Under Zhang Lu's hunting, their hearts were extremely tense and had already become frightened birds.

Now I was panicked when I saw my teammate being shot to death with an arrow and the body was nailed to the trunk of a tree.

The primitive man who had murderous aura before did not have such a terrible bow and arrow. Why did the power of the bow and arrow suddenly become so huge this time?

Dada.
To be continued...