End of the World: Copy 23 trillion gold at the beginning

Chapter 345 The Butcher in the Yurt

Because if anyone falls in, he will be stung like a hornet's nest.

It's obvious that they don't want to leave anyone alive.

"I never thought that the people who survived here were so despicable."

Zhao Jingyi looked at the trap displayed on the screen, clenched her fists and said indignantly.

But at this moment, Lin Feng had a calm expression:

"This trap has been there before, so whether it's used to kill people or catch wild animals is still unclear. After all, apart from this trap, no one else is lying in ambush here."

"So, Afeng, what you mean is..."

"Look at how beautiful this prairie is! We've been walking for such a long time, it's time to get off and stretch our legs."

When Zhao Jingyi heard Lin Feng say this, her eyes lit up and she said, "Okay, it's time for us to come down and get some fresh air."

So Lin Feng led everyone out of the car, leaving only Wang Shuxue, Liu Yun, and Daha and Erha's eighteen puppy sons in the car.

When Lin Feng brought his remaining women into this vast grassland.

A breeze blew by, and the fragrance of green grass filled my nose, giving me an instant feeling of relaxation and joy.

But Lin Feng's vigilance did not diminish at all. He kept scanning the surroundings, always keeping an eye out for potential dangers.

Then Lin Feng squatted down and carefully observed the edge of the trap, trying to find some clues.

I saw that the soil around the trap was a little loose, as if something had passed by not long ago and triggered the trap here.

So Lin Feng gently dug up the soil with his hands and found some hair. He brought it to his nose and smelled it, then carefully looked at the texture of the hair, and gradually made a judgment in his mind.

"These hairs are very coarse, not like those of ordinary wild animals. Perhaps they were left by some unknown creature on this grassland."

Lin Feng stood up and handed the hair to Zhao Jingyi.

Zhao Jingyi took the hair, frowned, studied it, and asked:

"Who is this trap designed for? Afeng, will it be dangerous if we just get off the car like this?"

"With our current strength, how could there be any danger? If there is any danger, we are the danger to others." Lin Feng said with a laugh.

Bang…bang…bang——!

However, at this moment, a series of rhythmic, dull and strong sounds suddenly came from a yurt tent, which inevitably made everyone stunned and then looked at each other.

At this moment, Lin Feng had an idea, and his ability of clairvoyance was quietly activated. When he saw the scene inside through the thick tent fabric, he couldn't help but gasp.

I saw a burly man standing in front of a huge chopping board, holding an extremely sharp bone-chopping knife in his hand, chopping the things on the chopping board again and again.

The thing was chopped into pieces and flew everywhere, but when Lin Feng looked closely, he realized that this was not an ordinary food, it was clearly a human leg that had begun to rot!

There were several large barrels placed next to the big man, filled with some human body parts and some mutton. Blood kept oozing out from the edges of the barrels, gathering into a dark red stain on the ground.

At this moment, in Lin Feng's opinion, no matter what kind of meat this guy in the tent had, as long as it was meat, he would not let it go. Otherwise, he would not have mixed people and mutton together.

So Lin Feng resisted the urge to retch, and under everyone's surprised gaze, he immediately took out a rocket launcher from the space and aimed it at the tent without hesitation, ready to put an end to the demon in the tent once and for all.

But at this moment, a sharp bone-chopping knife stretched out from the tent, gently lifted the tent curtain, and a big man wearing a leather apron and with a ferocious expression walked out.

The big man stared at Lin Feng fiercely for a few seconds, then said in a low voice in not very standard Mandarin:

"My friend who has come from afar, what are you doing?"

Lin Feng gripped the rocket launcher tightly, his finger on the trigger. Facing the big man's question, he snorted coldly:

"I didn't expect you to be so good at pretending. You asked me why, right? Of course I'm going to fuck you, you piece of trash!"

After saying that, Lin Feng pulled the trigger without hesitation!

The rocket rushed towards the yurt with a sharp whistling sound like a flash of fire.

The big man's pupils suddenly shrank, but his reaction was extremely quick. At the critical moment, he suddenly dodged to the side and threw himself into the grass beside him.

boom--!

A violent explosion sounded, and the yurt was instantly blown to pieces, with wood chips, cloth pieces and burning debris flying everywhere.

A scorching wave of air rushed towards them, knocking Lin Feng and the others back a few steps. Amidst the thick smoke, the large man's painful roar could be heard faintly.

"Afeng, he doesn't seem to be dead yet!"

Zhao Jingyi nervously grabbed Lin Feng's arm and reminded him.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and stared at the place where the smoke dissipated. He took out his weapon again, ready to deal with the big man's counterattack at any time.

A moment later, a disheveled figure slowly rose from the rubble. It was the big man. His leather apron had been blown to shreds, and his body was covered in burns. Blood mixed with dust continued to flow from his wounds, but his eyes revealed a madness and unwillingness.

"None of you, the foreign food reserves, will leave alive today!"

The big man suddenly let out a roar, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, bent down, picked up the bone-chopping knife from the ground, and rushed into another yurt next to him.

What on earth does this guy want to do?

This sudden change made Lin Feng and the girls stunned for a moment. They were confused for a moment and had no idea what this big man was trying to do.

However, just a few seconds later, Lin Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy.

A zombie-like, rotten Tibetan mastiff was slowly walking out of the tent, making a low roar from its throat.

Then came the second one, the third one... until there were more than twenty of them, big and small, coming out of the tent continuously.

At this moment, Lin Feng, Zhao Jingyi and others' expressions changed.

Because they really couldn't understand how these Tibetan mastiffs that had turned into zombies could get along harmoniously with this big man on a daily basis.

And it seems that these zombie-like Tibetan mastiffs actually obey the words of this big man.

"Damn the food reserves, now you're scared, right? Hahaha~"

At this time, the big man came out of the yurt, holding the bone-chopping knife tightly in his hand, and laughed triumphantly and ferociously at Lin Feng and the others.

But what this man from the grassland never expected was that after Lin Feng exchanged glances with the girls, they looked at him as if he were an idiot. This immediately made him feel angry.

So the big man suddenly swung his bone-chopping knife, pointed at Lin Feng and shouted, "Kids, you're in for a treat today, tear them into pieces!"