Chapter Five Hundred and Ninetieth Encounter

Da Baboon is not a rookie. He has specialized in the beast genre for many years and has his own line. Even if he is meditating, he will not be touched by others and still be unaware, especially when there are so many people around here, he should be vigilant Heart is necessary.

However, the moment the sound came, the baboon realized that someone had entered within one meter, or even half a meter, in front of him.

If it is an enemy-our relationship, then the enemy is considered to have crossed his death line, enough to kill him with one blow.

This sudden situation made Dababoon's physical reaction faster than his thoughts. After realizing that the person who made the sound was not hostile, he had already swung his fist.

It was a punch without holding back after tensing the muscles.

"Oops."

After punching, Da Baboon groaned secretly, but he could only take 20% of his strength.

Then the next second, he froze.

The fist with 80% strength was blocked by the person's right palm stretched out lightly. There was no sound, and there was no air wave and movement produced by the physical collision, as if it had hit a ball of cotton.

"The power of thought has been dissolved?" Baboon's pupils shrank sharply. He could feel that when the fist carrying the power of thought hit the opponent's palm, not only the strength of the fist itself, but also the power of the thought was instantly dissolved. .

Although it was a hasty punch that did not arouse a lot of thought power, the strength was not fake.

What is the strength of this person in front of him?

Da Baboon's heart was turned upside down.

"Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt." The man withdrew his hands and took half a step back.

"Uh, I should be the one to apologize. My brain is not faster than my body. Fortunately, you?" Da Baboon also hurriedly stopped, his tone full of apology, and suddenly, he saw the face of the visitor.

"It's you!"

With the light of the fire, Da Baboon opened his eyes wide and recognized the person who came.

The visitor was wearing a gray overcoat with a shredded hem, and a white jade pendant hanging on his chest. His hair was disheveled, his face was unkempt and full of stubble, but with his tough facial features, he revealed a hint of the charm of a mature man.

There is a scar on his right eyebrow, and his eyes are like a dark and cold night, calm and deep,

But it was Luo who had returned from the Dark Continent.

"You know me?" Luo looked at Baboon with doubts in his eyes.

Da Baboon heard that, a mouthful of old blood almost rushed into the trachea, and seeing that Luo's demeanor did not seem to be fake, he felt sad.

He didn't say something like "Have you forgotten me?" Instead, he said directly: "Da Baboo, the master of Bharat."

Luo showed a surprised expression, then stared at Dababoo's bare head, and said, "I remember, but I remember that you are not bald."

Hearing this, Dababo touched his bald head with his hand, and said in embarrassment: "I made a bet with someone, but I lost, so my head was shaved."

Speaking of this, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You don't know people by their hairstyles, do you?"

"That's not true." Luo laughed and said seriously, "It's just that if you had hair, I should have recognized you."

Da Baboon looked helpless, thinking that your words hurt even more.

"By the way, this fish soup can't be boiled anymore, it's overcooked." Luo pointed to the hot pot on the fire.

"I don't pay much attention to what I eat." Da Baboon said so, but he still removed the hot pot and put it on a stone beside him.

"Is there a bowl?"

Luo lifted the hem of his clothes and sat cross-legged unceremoniously.

Da Baboon didn't answer, but stared at Luo's left side without saying a word.

"What?" Luo asked strangely.

"Your left hand?" Dababoon asked.

When Luo flicked the hem of his clothes just now, Dababo saw that Luo's left sleeve was empty, obviously he had lost a hand.

Severing a limb or something is nothing in a high-risk occupation like a hunter. However, through the punch just now, Da Baboon realized that Luo's current strength is extremely strong. From his point of view, it has reached unfathomable degree.

So, how did such a powerful Luo lose an arm?

Dababoon was puzzled by this.

"Oh." Luo touched the empty left sleeve, and said indifferently: "It's gone, but it's still there."

"Ah?" Baboon was dumbfounded when he heard it, but it was gone but still there. What does it mean? But he knew that Bukhara had broken his arm before, and he also knew that Luo had a way to restore the broken arm, so he didn't take it seriously.

In fact, Dababo didn't know that Luo's seemingly lost left arm could not be restored by those methods, let alone where Luo came from, and what he had experienced in the past few years.

"Don't talk about this, do you have a bowl?" Luo directly put the topic aside.

Da Baboon was curious, but seeing that Luo didn't want to talk about it, he wisely didn't pester him, took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the tent, and handed it to Luo.

Luo took the bowl and chopsticks, and saw that Dababoo's hands were empty, and asked, "You just have a set of bowls and chopsticks?"

Da Baboon nodded and said, "I'm alone, I must only have one pair."

"That's it." Luo returned the bowl and chopsticks to Baboon, turned his backhand, and turned into a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The corner of Dababo's mouth twitched slightly, not to explore how Luo conjured up the bowls and chopsticks, since he has them, why ask him for them.

"This is deep-sea fish, and it's very fresh." Luo didn't care about the reaction of the baboon, looked at the fish soup in the pot, smacked his mouth, and said, "This small place can't get this kind of stuff."

The local fishing industry in Yolu City is quite dry, and there are large factories nearby, and the waste is directly discharged into the sea. Moreover, the coastline is relatively high, and the reefs are towering, forming cliffs.

That is to say, even though it is close to the sea, there is absolutely no deep-sea fish here, but the key is not this, but that the deep-sea fish is very fresh.

"I asked my friend to send it by air. He is a sea hunter. It is not difficult to get these." Da Baboon explained.

"Didn't you just say that you don't pay much attention to food?" Luo suddenly understood, and then poured himself a bowl of fish soup very rudely.

"Yeah, it's just that you must eat fish when you come to the beach, but here" Da Baboon shook his head and didn't go any further.

Luo understood and didn't ask any further questions. He immediately drank a big mouthful of fish soup and ate another piece of fish meat, and the umami taste immediately filled his mouth.

No seasoning is added, but this cooking method is the best choice. After all, Baboon probably doesn't know how to cook, but it's a pity that the heat is too high, which makes the fish taste old.

Seeing that Luo was eating with gusto, Da Baboon was very cooperative with Luo's self-cooking, and lowered his head to eat.

After eating a bowl of fish soup, Dababo asked curiously, "Luo, did you come to Yolu City because of unknown phantom beasts?"

"Unknown Phantom Beast?" Luo drank the last sip of fish soup, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Don't you know?" Da Baboon wondered.

Luo shook his head. He had been in the underwater cave all this time, and he just landed tonight, so he wondered why there were more people.

Seeing that Luo really didn't know, Da Baboon was speechless, and poured out information about unknown phantom beasts.

Luo listened carefully, his expression suddenly became strange.

That's not a big bird, but a thousand-year-old tortoise, although it can fly.

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