Qu Jianlei was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyelids, silently placed the two pieces of meat on his shoulders on the ground, and took two steps back.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he had started a lunge stance.

The two guns on the back are really inconvenient to use. At this distance, a long knife is more suitable.

Just like when he encountered the three-tailed lynx, he could only use a knife.

He didn't know where the other party came from, but if he dared to stand at the foot of the mountain and block the road, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

And he is still injured on his left shoulder. If he really has to fight hard, the result will be difficult to predict.

He just hoped that the other party would respect Hong Yi's rules and not make things get out of hand.

After a hard journey, I finally came to Hongyi, and I had a plan for cultivation. I really wanted to live a peaceful life for a few days.

The man blocking the road stepped forward, flicked the half-fan lynx with his Gauss gun, and then squatted down.

He pulled out the dagger from his waist, cut off a small piece of meat from the lynx's belly, and held it in his hand to take a look.

Then he squeezed it again, shook his head, and said regretfully, "Tsk, the crystals are about to grow... What a pity!"

Qu Jianlei drooped his eyelids and said nothing, thinking, so what if the crystals are about to grow, I have to resist, right?

However, the other party could actually tell the formation process of mutant beast crystals, which made him a little curious.

Then the man said without raising his head, "Ten silver dollars, I'll take this lynx."

Qu Jianlei drooped his eyelids and muttered softly, "Not for sale."

"Well," the man finally raised his head and stared at him for a few seconds, "Twelve silver dollars... no more."

Qu Jianlei still had his eyelids drooped, "I want to keep it for myself."

This man stared straight at Qu Jianlei for a while, his eyes unblinking.

Qu Jianlei lowered his hands and stood there, motionless.

This person stared at Qu Jianlei for almost twenty seconds before snorting softly, "If you sell food to me..."

He didn't say the next words, but the threat was clearly visible.

It turned out to be meat tyrants! Qu Jianlei finally understood who these people were.

He replied calmly, "I don't even have enough to eat."

"A co-author or a rich person?" This person smiled, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

Who among the truly rich would kill mutant beasts alone?

(Updated, please help me during the new book period.)
Chapter completed!