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Chapter 230: After the Tribulation(2/2)

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Zhao Dezhu had a strong murderous intent in his eyes and said fiercely: "This matter cannot be stopped. You must kill the Fire Wolf Gang to be finished."

Pei Song was also indignant: "There are also the Poison Scorpion Gang."

Du Yong suppressed his hands: "Don't be so excited, just do some calculations first. The Fire Wolf Gang's gang is about 8,000 yuan. After destroying the Huangsha Gang, the number of people and financial resources have soared, at least over 10,000 yuan. Moreover, the Fire Wolf Gang can absorb a large number of suicide squads at any time. Although the people in the Poison Scorpion Gang are fewer, there are at least more than a thousand, and they are almost all masters."

Speaking of this, he shook his head and smiled, "So it is not easy to get rid of these two gangs. Even if the two gangs can gather together, the court must send at least 30,000 people to suppress them. If they intend to play hide-and-seek, even if they don't have the means to play hide-and-seek, even 100,000 people may not be worth it."

Zhao Dezhu hissed: "I heard you say that, it's very difficult for the court! If the court spends too much troops to encircle and suppress internal rebel forces, the Mengji people will definitely attack Dongzhou in large numbers."

Du Yong said lightly: "The analysis is correct!"

Pei Song frowned.

Seeing this, Du Yong quickly said, "Don't worry too much. Our Dayan internal chaos, and they are not much better than Mengji."

Zhao Dezhu echoed: "Indeed, I heard from my third uncle that the Mengji royal family is making a big fuss in order to fight for power and profit."

Du Yong continued: "Fortunately, the riots were very good. If they were united, Dongzhou and Qiongzhou would have been defeated by Meng Ji."

Pei Song asked, "I heard that Mengji takes turns to be kings, right?"

Du Yong thought for a while: "There is that saying, but it's the royal family's turn to take turns, and it's not the outsiders' turn. The princes compete for strength, and any prince who is strong will have the chance to be the king."

Zhao Dezhu said curiously: "Does the strength you are talking about referring to martial arts?"

Du Yong laughed silently: "Of course it's not about comparing martial arts, money, talent, reputation, etc."

As they chatted, Zhao Deju and Pei Song's eyelids began to fight. When the fire was extinguished, they finally lay down and fell asleep.

Du Yong practiced his skills for a while, and his sleepiness surged. He found a big stone and jumped up to sleep.

No abnormalities all night.

When it was dawn, Du Yong had already woken up. The wounds on his body had already become scarred, his spirit was refreshed, his skills were restored, and his sense of smell and hearing were restored to their sensitivity.

Logically speaking, the air in the jungle should be very fresh, but at this time it is full of blood and smell of sweat.

Everyone walked the mountain road for a long time yesterday and not only sweated, but some people also broke their wounds and did not take a bath, so all kinds of smells are inevitable.

The fire has not yet burned out and the temperature is still there. Thanks to these fires, they were not attacked by wild beasts last night.

There is a small pool in the distance.

Du Yong floated down from the stone, and the two rose and fell to the edge of the pool. The water was quite deep and refreshing.

His body was so sticky that Du Yong couldn't help but jump into the pool to take a shower.

The plop of the diving woke up the sleeping people, jumped up and made a defensive posture.

Du Yong shouted casually: "Just just take a shower, why are you nervous?"

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and stretched their waists to wake up from their sleepiness.

Zhao Dezhu ran over happily and jumped into the pool, as if a wild boar crossed the river.

Du Yong said angrily: "Can you be careful and make it so turbid, how can you wash it?"

Zhao Dezhu didn't care: "No matter how turbid it is, it's better than the sweat mud on your body. Wash it quickly. After washing, we'll go hunting. I'm hungry."

Du Yong sneered: "You have neither sword nor bows nor arrows, and you don't even have a dagger. How do you fight?"

Zhao Dezhu laughed and said, "You can't catch wild boars and wild deer, you can catch toads. The roasted toads are quite delicious. I ate them a little yesterday."

Pei Song walked over sleepyly, looked at Du Yong and Zhao Dezhu, and woke up instantly: "There is only such a water source here. You two bastards actually took a bath. What are you drinking?"

Du Yong pointed up: "This is living water, the stream comes from it, you can just drink it."

Master Nie jumped onto the stone, clapped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Please note that you are not out of danger yet, so everyone should recover their physical strength and spirit as soon as possible and try not to drag the team down."
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