Before finding his father, Zhang Feng felt that he was probably the woman who gave birth to him in the bathroom or in the bushes, and was adopted by others. He grew up slowly and was also a street gangster.

He never thought that the blood of the loyal man of the country was flowing in his blood.

This is his destiny.

"What can I give up? That's how I am!" Zhang Feng said.

"If they don't go well, it is estimated that it will take a week to find you!" Chen Wanru changed the subject again.

"Whatever, I have more time anyway!"

In a week, Zhang Feng really didn't know where to spend this time and return to Alacati? Ghosts will go there.

In this desert? Eat shit!

Or not.

"Okay, that's it for the first time!" Chen Wanru hung up, and never told Zhang Feng about the task they were going to perform.

Zhang Feng looked up at the sky, where a sand eagle hovered.

Then live in this desert for a few days, Zhang Feng thought.

Looking at the phone, the battery is running low. Zhang Feng turned it off, kept it on, and turned it on again in a few days.

Moving on, Zhang Feng hasn't survived alone in the desert. It's very hot. How can I survive?

Zhang Feng walked for two hours and found that he was thirsty and hungry. He looked up at the hot sun and saw the big sand eagle still following.

It is hunting, the target is Zhang Feng, waiting for Zhang Feng to fall.

Haha, it just happened to be delivered.

Zhang Feng was walking, but suddenly fell down motionless.

The sand eagle flew down after a good while, waiting a few meters away, it was very cautious.

It waited another half an hour and still didn't come. Zhang Feng admired it very much. He was so patient and smart.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng doesn’t want to kill it anymore. It’s good to keep it as a pet. Don’t all the local tyrants in the Middle East like to raise this, I’ll be a local tyrant and see how it feels. .

Consumption, consumption!

After another half an hour, the sand eagle finally flew over and flew to Zhang Feng’s back. Just when it was about to lower its mouth, Zhang Feng suddenly moved, and the sand eagle was about to fly very quickly. Claw grasped.

"Hey, dare to eat me and see if I won't catch you!" Zhang Feng sneered.

The sand eagle, who was flapping its wings, was about to peck at Zhang Feng's eyes, and Zhang Feng reflexively blocked it with one hand.

"Ah..." Zhang Feng shouted.

It was because the sand eagle bit his arm, the clothes were torn off, and there was a small piece of meat, which made Zhang Feng shiver with pain.

And Shaying didn't eat this small piece of meat immediately, but continued to peck. How could Zhang Feng give it another chance? Zhang Feng grabbed its neck when it stung.

In this way, only its wings can move, and it still **** its wings fiercely, and still refuses to admit defeat.

"I do, dare to bite me, I won't let you go!" Zhang Feng said angrily.

Next, Zhang Feng tore off the two pieces of cloth from his clothes, tied his mouth and two claws, grabbed its two wings, and carried it like this.

Zhang Feng saw the piece of meat, which was probably the size of a finger, but Zhang Feng only noticed the wound on his arm, which was now dripping with blood.

"I'm doing it!" Zhang Feng was angry, really wanting to eat this sand eagle alive.

But Zhang Feng wouldn't do that. If he couldn't handle even a sand eagle, then he would doubt his ability.

It is said that the sand eagle can be domesticated. This sand eagle is very large, estimated to be ten kilograms, and it is no more fierce than can catch dozens of kilograms into the air.

Zhang Feng wanted to domesticate it. There was nothing in the past few days, so he just did it.

He picked up the little meat on the sand and put it next to the sand eagle’s mouth. The sand eagle opened his mouth and ate it. Although Zhang Feng’s hand grabbed his neck, Zhang Feng didn’t use any force, and the sand eagle could still take the meat. Swallow the meat with sand.

"I used my meat to feed you, you have to be loyal to me, or I will roast you!" Zhang Feng said to it.

Sha Ying couldn't understand it, still struggling, as if saying that such a little meat was not enough to stuff his teeth.

No matter how hard it struggles, Zhang Feng takes off his own shoelaces, tie Shaying's feet in half, and then use the other half to fasten the shoes. The shoes will not loosen. The shoelaces of this kind of shoes are very long, there are two. Meters off.

Then Zhang Feng tied the sand eagle's mouth to prevent anyone from pecking, holding the rope in his hand, and let go of the sand eagle.

The sand eagle's wings were free, and he swooped desperately. Zhang Feng lifted it high and let the sand eagle fly over his head. It couldn't fly no matter what.

Zhang Feng didn't care about it, he simply treated the wound and moved on. There was nothing to eat or drink here, so he was looking for water.

Two hours later, Shaying was exhausted. He stood on Zhang Feng’s shoulders, and stopped pecking Zhang Feng with his sharp mouth. Zhang Feng sneered, “Huh, aren’t you very good? Keep flying and see if you can How long to toss!"

Porphy...

Sha Ying flapped his wings again, and then put it away, as if he had understood Zhang Feng's words.

"Haha!" Zhang Feng was happy.

But I haven't found anything to eat yet. It's a big problem. It's getting dark, and I'm going hungry tonight.

No way, Zhang Feng found a dead tree and sat down, tied the sand eagle to the tree, and went to find some dry wood.

After dark, Zhang Feng used his saber to raise the fire.

Looking at the sand eagle on the tree, Zhang Feng said: "Oh, I really want to eat you. I haven't eaten a sand eagle, and I don't know what the meat is like!"

Yeah...

Sand Eagle's throat made a duck-like sound.

"Don't worry, I said you won't kill!"

Zhang Feng went to sleep with his clothes as he said. The temperature here is very different. It is hot during the day and cool at night.

Fortunately, there is a fire.

After sleeping for a few hours, the sand eagle on the tree became restless and flapped its wings. Zhang Feng stood up abruptly and saw two green eyes on a small hill in the distance.

The green eyes were as terrifying as a ghost in the night, making people frightened, but Zhang Feng knew that it was not a ghost but a wolf, a wasteland wolf.

Steppen wolves are more fierce and smarter than prairie wolves. They appear in groups, day and night.

Another wolf came on the other side, followed by the third one, the fourth...

There are seven or eight steppen wolves.

Zhang Feng was not afraid but smiled. He touched his stomach and said, "It's great that there will be meat deliveries when you are hungry."

All wolves are afraid of fire, and wasteland wolves are no exception. Zhang Feng extinguished the fire, shaved the sand to cover it, and then held a large piece of wood in his hand and a saber in the other, but the saber was hidden in his sleeve. of.

"Go away, go away..." Zhang Feng waved the stick, his tone full of fear.

Uh...

The steppe wolf that first appeared on the small hill looked up and howled. It was a wolf.

Ooh...huh...

The surrounding wolves were howling, and it seemed that the wolf was giving orders.