Apocalyptic Dark Age

Text 419 Who threw it?

In the busy construction site, people coming and going paid attention to the roller holding the box. In this huge camp, it is impossible for tens of thousands of people to know everyone, but there are a few people who all know each other. As a break During the gossip, in addition to the only leader Feng Feng, there were also the leader of the army, Pang Zi, the person in charge of logistics transportation, Talo, and the guy in front of him.

There are many topics about Guanduzi. He himself is just a good-for-nothing pro-slave. He is unlikely to achieve anything in this life. However, due to the importance of the peak, he has become a manager of tens of thousands of people and manages them to complete the same job according to Guanduzi's ideas. .

This is a miracle in the wilderness. The most surprising thing is that even if Gunduzi becomes a high-ranking and powerful figure, he is still the same as before. He is cautious about everyone. Even if Gunduzi does not do his job below, If you don't get the right position, if you want to curse, you have to drink a few glasses of wine before you have the courage.

But today, Gunduzi did not drink, nor did he shrink his neck when walking as usual. He rushed towards the dug mountain road with a box in his arms. The box was more delicate than a baby in his arms. As he ran, he kept walking. While caressing her affectionately.

Next to Gunduzi, the wet ground with falling snow has been covered with yellow mud. The top has been filled and compacted with layers of fine stones, forming a gravel road that can pass a small cart. However, the soil below has long turned into mud. When walking, your legs and feet will inevitably get dirty.

People walking in this cold winter wear straw sandals woven with grass leaves, with their toes exposed and embedded in the deep mud. The mud on the ground sinks into mud pits the size of bowls, and their bodies are as light as swallows on the ground. Jumping in the mud puddles, regardless of whether the splashed mud will stick to yourself, passed the pedestrians and reached the foot of the fiery red mountain.

Countless people at the foot of the mountain shouted slogans. They were naked in the cold winter and pulled arm-thick hemp ropes to erect a slender log. The western wilderness does not produce logs. The long logs were all laboriously transported from Broken Dragon Canyon. After these logs were erected, ropes were tied to the tops and pulled up from the mountainside.

Each log weighs hundreds or even thousands of kilograms, and is tied with only one rope. It is swaying in the air, making people feel a cold sweat hanging in their hearts. Once it falls on a cliff thousands of meters high, it will be crushed. Not just one or two people died.

The crowd like ants below did not panic. They quickly prepared to pull up the next log because the rising speed of the log was too fast. After passing countless scaffolding made of logs, they could see a 300-meter cliff in the middle. The little ant-like thing is pulling on the rope to pull the log up from the ground, and he has no protection measures. There is only one person pulling his belt behind him. In other words, the power of the giant log he is pulling is actually his pants. Belt power.

This person is the most practical protector under Gao Feng, Jin Neng.

The role of Hercules Jinneng in primitive means is irreplaceable. It is an excavator, a crane, a tractor, a winch, and a transport aircraft.

The distance of three hundred meters made the rope as thin as twine, but in Jin Neng's hands, it quickly climbed upwards. After more than ten minutes, the log reached its rightful place and was fixed with the hammering of a pile of hammers and iron nails. onto other wood.

At this time, new logs were being erected, and Gunduzi immediately rushed forward and shouted:

"Stop, stop everyone..."

Dozens of grown men looked at him doubtfully. There was a din of noise all around, but no one paid attention to this side. Uncharacteristically, Gunduzi stepped forward and said to them carelessly:

"Tie the rope around my waist. I want to go up..."

"Is this bastard looking for death?"

The pole was standing next to a pile of lumber that had been transported. He was using an iron saw made by Gaofeng to process the wood into wooden boards. Suddenly he heard a tsunami-like noise. He looked up and saw the calf rolling, like Jesus in a stage play, slowly rolling. The earth rises toward the top of the mountain.

The distance was not too far, and the pole could clearly see the obscene smile on Guan Duzi's face. He was holding a box and drooling. He seemed to be holding a peerless beauty, and he didn't care at all that he was floating dozens of meters in the sky at this moment.

The pole looked twice, shook his head, ignored the fuss caused by Gunduzi, and continued busy with the carpentry work in hand.

At the construction site, except for Gao Feng and Quan Xing, no one had time to spare. Even the elite warriors had to work hard to follow Gao Feng's orders to build a miraculous passage. In the process, the pole became obsessed with sawing wooden boards and sawing the logs into Wooden boards made him extremely obsessed, as if a piece of art was born in his own hands, although none of the boards he saw were truly flat.

"Grandma..., help..."

Suddenly, there was a faint scream like a pig being killed, and the pole suddenly raised its head, only to see Gunduzi waking up, jumping his legs in mid-air and shouting, still holding the box tightly in his hands, but water like raindrops was dripping between his legs. stains.

"Hey, this grandson is scared to death..."

He was amused at the sight of the pole. Because of the blind spot in his sight, Jin Neng had no idea whether it was a piece of wood or a person being pulled down. The weight of the rolling calf was less than 100 kilograms in total. He was suffering from severe malnutrition. He could feel it naturally from above, so he thought It was light, so I quickly pulled it on, making Gunduzi feel like he was on a pirate ship.

The screaming turtle swooped upwards, and every time he jumped a little higher, he would fall heavily again. The tight rope vibrated violently, making his screaming talent wail again and again. In the end, the turtle was scared to death before he died. , Jin Neng finally grabbed the collar and lifted him up. Jin Neng, who was a bit shorter than Gunduzi, looked curiously at Gunduzi who was so frightened that his pupils shrank to the size of needle tips and his whole body was stiff.

When Gunduzi lowered his head, he saw that his feet were suspended hundreds of meters in the air. He turned his head dully and hard, and said loudly: "Put me down quickly..."

Behind Jin Neng stood the white tiger. The white tiger was bored in every possible way. He was leaning on the rock and taking a breath. He was very happy to see the calf rolling.

"Why did you come up here? Do you want us to go down and rest? I have been hungry for a long time. I haven't rested for a moment since I got up in the morning. I always feel guilty standing here..."

The position of the few people was in the middle of the mountainside. There was no place to fix it. There were only two beams under their feet fixed on the steel drills laid before the peak. The two ends were stuck in the grooves carved on the rock. The mountain wind blew on them. , making people wobble and fall if they are not careful.

As soon as Bai Hu said this, the guy who was on the beam just now started to get scared again. He was not a protector, and he didn't have the courage of a protector. He was just over-excited and ran up to him. Now he wakes up and regrets it more than ever.

"Big..., the Great Elder is back, give me a good thing..."

Gunduzi swallowed hard and stammered. Halfway through, the mountain wind blew by, making him unable to stand. He screamed again and hugged Jin Neng, but the box in his hand fell off. Thinking The bottom fell, and for a moment, Gaofeng's cold eyes and warning flashed through Gunduzi's mind, and he suddenly cried out:

"I'm not alive anymore..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gunduzi let out a pitiful roar like a wolf, jumped down the mountain, and was going to be buried with the box. Jin Neng, with his quick eyesight and quick hands, caught Gunduzi back. At this moment, Gunduzi was dancing with his eyes closed. wailing and wailing.

"Who threw the thing? Who is it? Don't you know there is someone down there? Others are afraid of protectors, but we are not afraid. Our elite warriors have killed many protectors..."

A complaining roar came from below. Bai Hu frowned and glanced down, only to see a man grabbing the box and yelling curses at them.

"What are you looking at? It's you kid. Don't think it's a big deal just because you're a protector. Go down and let's practice alone and see if I don't beat the shit out of you..."

Bai Hu and the man looked at each other, quickly retracted his neck, covered his little heart and took a deep breath, then pulled his neck and shouted:

"I didn't throw it..."

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