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Text_Chapter 1432 Blessed Witchcraft

From a distance, Yang Yunfan saw an arena that had been set up.

Under the ring, stood an old black man with cockscomb feathers on his head. He was tall and round, with a colorful wreath around his neck. He was probably the chief whom Dunga mentioned.

Yang Yunfan really can't understand the taste of black people.

They always like to decorate their bodies with colorful things, such as bright red and green. It looks very weird against their black skin.

Over the head of the chief, on the ring, Yang Yunfan could see a black man about 2 meters tall, full of muscles, who looked about as strong as Gabri, and with pigtails, doing warm-up exercises.

This black man has bloodthirsty eyes and is not easy to mess with at first glance.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a very hideous scar on his neck.

At this moment, when the people in the tribe saw the scar, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

Because in the Dusi tribe, there was a lack of medical treatment and medicine. If someone cut him in the neck, he would be dead. But this man was able to escape from death, which shows his strength.

"Is there a scar on his neck? This guy looks familiar. Isn't this guy... Damn, what's his name? I've seen this guy in South America! He's a member of a third-rate mercenary group!"

Yang Yunfan quickly found a person in his memory who fit this characteristic.

He had met this man before when he was performing a mission [Inca Gold] in the Amazon jungle of South America.

However, the mercenary group this person belonged to was too weak, and almost all of their mercenary group died at the beginning of the mission.

Yang Yunfan thought this man had died long ago. He never expected to see him again in Africa.

"Um?"

At this moment, the strong black man on the stage noticed a special look staring at him.

His heart skipped a beat, he felt something, and looked around in the crowd.

In the distance, he saw a distinctive figure.

Among a group of black people, Yang Yunfan's yellow skin is very unique. Moreover, he is leaning on a cane and has fixed bamboo boards on his hands and feet. He is limping, so he is easy to spot.

"This person... looks so familiar to me. He gives me a dangerous aura!"

When the strong black man saw Yang Yunfan, he also felt that he looked very familiar.

However, Yang Yunfan looked very arrogant when he was a mercenary. He had a mohawk haircut and a bloody unicorn tattoo on the back of his head. At that time, everyone called him the blood unicorn.

Of course, no one knows that his unicorn tattoo was printed on him by the old man. How can he be scared if he doesn’t get a cool tattoo when he says he wants to be a mercenary?

After Yang Yunfan stopped working as a mercenary, the old man washed off his tattoo.

Now, he has changed from an arrogant and domineering mercenary brother to a personable Chinese miracle doctor. This change in temperament has long been irrelevant. Therefore, many people who have met him before see him again.

Almost don't know them.

"Maybe I made a mistake."

The strong black man shook his head. He had seen too many people, and in his eyes, yellow people all looked similar. He felt that he must have mistaken the person in front of him.

"This is just a weak ordinary person, leave him alone!"

"Damn, those bastards Black Dog actually swallowed my blood diamond! Fortunately, I ran fast and only suffered a little skin injury."

"Thanks to those guys who didn't keep secrets enough, they actually let me know that in this tribe, there is a legendary barbarian practice! When I find that practice and master it, I will be fearless with swords and guns and become a mercenary king.

, I must cut all of Black Dog’s group into pieces!”

This strong black man had good things in mind, and a bloodthirsty smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

He originally cooperated with another mercenary group to search for diamonds and gold in Africa. They were quite lucky. They killed another wave of mercenaries and found a priceless "blood diamond" in their possession.

If a blood-colored diamond is sold to an international buyer, they can get a full 10 million U.S. dollars, which is enough for them to have enough food and clothing within ten years!

It's just that the group of mercenaries who cooperated with him were ready to kill him in the middle of the night.

However, this strong black man was lucky that day. Because he robbed the blood diamond and dreamed of getting rich, he stayed awake at night and happened to overhear the conversation of the group of mercenaries.

He heard that those people were preparing to kill him, and then went to the upper reaches of Lake Turkana to find a barbarian practice method.

That kind of exercise is especially suitable for black people. It is said that it was left by their ancestors on the African continent.

The birthplace of human beings is rumored to be on the roof of Africa in Ethiopia and Kenya. Human beings were very powerful at the time. Because in Africa, there were many powerful species in ancient times, such as mammoths, saber-toothed tigers, and various other species.

A legendary giant beast. And with a small human body, it is possible to hunt this giant beast alone. Therefore, many people infer that the ancient human body was very powerful.

In addition to looking for diamonds, their other purpose is to find the kind of skills that can make people stronger after practicing them!

"Gabri! The most powerful warrior in this village. I heard that he was very thin when he was a child, and his mother was just an ordinary person. His dead father was said to be a skinny dwarf with a height of 1.6 meters. How could he become

Where is the first warrior of the Dusi tribe? There must be some secret in this man. Perhaps he accidentally practiced the legendary barbarian technique, so he was completely transformed!"

At this time, this strong black man stared in front of him. He was as strong as him, but his physical strength was more refined. Gabri had a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Tuka, do you really want to challenge Gabri? You know, your injury is just right. Gabri is the most powerful warrior in our tribe, a warrior who can hunt leopards and lions alone! You'd better force it." In the ring.

Next, the chief looked at the guard he had just accepted and said with some worry. He was worried that if Gabri accidentally killed his guard, wouldn't it cause him heavy losses?

"Don't worry, Chief! I have killed many more people than he has killed!" The black man named Tuka laughed.

He was also born in Africa, and his hometown is South Sudan, more than a thousand kilometers away to the west. However, it has experienced war and has been turned into ruins. People are waiting to die of hunger. He is not one of those cowardly people. He believes in strength.

He is the king. If you can eat meat, what about killing people?

"Master Wizard!"

At this moment, Gabri saw Yang Yunfan coming out. He quickly ran down from the ring and saluted Yang Yunfan respectfully.

"Gabri, are you sure?" Yang Yunfan waved his hand, telling him not to worry about etiquette, and then asked with some concern.

This big black man was very simple and honest. Yang Yunfan liked him very much and of course he didn't want anything to happen to him.

Gabri shook his head and said: "This person gives me a dangerous aura, like a lone wolf. I am not sure. I have not yet fully controlled my own power."

"Yeah?"

Yang Yunfan nodded, and then said to Gabri: "Yesterday you gave me a leopard skin, let me give you a gift today."

"Master Wizard?" Gabri looked strange.

When Yang Yunfan came, he had nothing with him except the pack of silver needles and a linen bag. However, the linen bag could not be opened.

"Squat down and expose the sole of your right foot."

Yang Yunfan said as he spoke, then he took out the silver needle, found an acupuncture point on the knuckle of Gabri's second toe on the sole of Gabri's right foot, and pricked it hard with the silver needle.

Just for a moment, Gabri's face turned red!

He felt his heart beating hard and extremely powerfully. And the blood all over his body was boiling. An unprecedented power seemed to be burning from the soles of his feet.

This is the adrenal gland point!

It can stimulate adrenal secretion and make people feel passion and power!

However, Gabri did not know this knowledge. He thought that the wizard had blessed him with mysterious witchcraft.

With the witchcraft blessed by the wizard, he can defeat all enemies!

"roar!"
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