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Chapter 168: Zhang Dajia and the Dog Fighting Gang

Return to the crematorium.

Qin He was satisfied. Except for accidentally killing an unknown clone, everything else was perfect.

After replacing the soul-catching lamp, the corpses that are difficult to burn will be thrown into the cremation hall for burning.

Save yourself the time and pain of being burned.

There were also five corpses put on the stove, plus the two corpses burned, for a total of seven.

It was another harvest night.

After happily chewing a power fruit, the two shadow puppets from the crematorium came first.

They are nothing to see, they are all refugees from other places, one is a poor tenant farmer and the other is a bankrupt hawker.

I was given a power fruit to increase my internal energy for three years.

Then there are the five corpses in the cremation hall.

This is a bit interesting.

The cause of death was indeed being bitten to death, and the murderer was none other than the demonic wolf in the mass grave.

It was not known whether he was a dog or originally a wolf. After his spiritual growth, he transformed into a wolf body or awakened his wolf bloodline.

All in all, it's a wolf now.

It is so big that it can almost cut a person in half in one bite.

The five people who were bitten were in the same group and formed a small, nondescript group.

It's called Dog Fighting Gang.

The one who was bitten off at the waist was the leader of the dog-beating gang, named Zhang Sanpi. He also had a nickname, "Zhang Dajia."

Since ancient times, there have only been wrong names, not wrong nicknames. As soon as you hear the name "Zhang Dajia", you can tell that he is an Orion.

A native of Pengcheng, Lu, his family has been a hunter for generations, and he has passed down the good skills of hunting and setting traps. Although life is hard, his life is not bad.

But the sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortune and fortune.

There was a severe drought in Shandong Province, and a major wildfire spread across several prefectures, burning Zhang Dajia's family and their houses, but he was the only one left alive.

The mountains and forests have been burned, and the wild beasts on the mountains have disappeared.

Deer Dajia had no choice but to go out into the mountains to find a way to survive, hoping to come back in a few years when the wild beasts on the mountains had recovered.

But all the abilities of the deer deer are for hunting. Apart from the strength of his arms, he can't use anything else when he goes down the mountain. He works hard every day, but he has no food, clothing, or a fixed place to live.

Hearing someone said that the Grand Canal Wharf was recruiting boatmen, he went to the Canal Wharf.

But after being hungry for such a long time, he had lost a lot of weight. When the dock steward saw his appearance, he immediately kicked him away.

This is also the experience of the vast majority of refugees. The fat ones become thinner due to hunger, and the thinner ones become even thinner. Within ten days and a half, they will starve to death.

In these days, except for wealthy merchants, landowners and nobles, no one had much food left, and the useless people were just breathing corpses that could barely be buried.

Later, Zhang Dajia heard that the emperor had ordered to provide relief to the victims and set up a refugee camp in the capital, where they had porridge to drink and a way to survive.

So he followed the army of refugees to the capital after several twists and turns.

But when we entered the refugee camp, we realized that what we were eating was not porridge at all, but white meat.

A true game of the jungle.

The deer had been hanging out there for half a month, killing people and eating white meat.

It wasn't until a riot broke out in the refugee camp that he was able to escape.

After escaping, Zhang Dajia accidentally discovered a treasure place - a mass grave in the east of the city. There were actually a group of wild dogs inside.

Deer Dajia immediately found a way to survive. He dared to hunt even tigers on the mountain, let alone wild dogs.

With a rope and a branch, he could make a trap. The wild dog would step on it and keep it, then it would be hoisted into the air or die within a few seconds.

With his skill, Deer Dajia was finally able to eat enough meat.

Although dog meat is also raised with white meat, it is not much better than eating white meat directly in refugee camps.

And it is meat after all. If you take it to the market and pass it off as deer meat or muntjac meat, you can even exchange it for some copper coins.

There is no doubt that Deer Dajia is very lucky.

In the following days, Deer Dajia experienced a relatively prosperous life. There were wild dogs all over the mountains and plains, and there were not so many prey in any deep mountain or old forest.

Although he was often found out about "hanging deer heads and selling dog meat", he was chased all over the streets, and he was even put in jail and almost killed.

But in the end, he survived without any danger, and even rented a shabby house and settled down.

The refugees were jealous when they saw that the deer could feed themselves with hunting dogs, and they imitated the hunting dogs in the mass graves.

But how can they do this?

When you go in, you basically serve food to the dog.

Those wild dogs that live a life of cannibalism are still dogs at all. They are a bit more ferocious than wolves. They pounce on people when they see them. The refugees are all skinny and cannot escape if they are beaten. When the dogs surround them, they will kill as many as they can.

There were no lone dogs inside at all, they were all in groups.

Otherwise, the mass graves would provoke the government to send out soldiers to encircle and suppress them, and in the end, both sides would suffer losses?

If they were so easy to fight, the wild dogs would be gone long ago.

Zhang Dajia dare not say anything else, but he is a professional at hunting and setting traps. It has been passed down for generations, and he is almost like Gao Bancheng, who has realized the Tao.

How can you set a trap that can kill you with one hit, make little noise, and not attract the attention of the dogs? Otherwise, even if you hunt, you will be rescued by the dogs or the body will be dragged away.

Where can I go, where can't I go, and where should I go when the wind direction changes.

Where are the dogs and what is their territory?

Which group of dogs are soft persimmons that can be pinched, and which group of dogs cannot be pinched.

How to put medicine on the clip and how to cover up your own smell.

Piece by piece, it is all knowledge.

The fight is for the brain, not blood.

To be tough, those are the old people who hang themselves because they don’t want to live too long.

But having said that, there are many talented people in the world, and there is definitely more than one Zhang Dajia who can hunt and lay traps. But if we want to say who has the most nourishing life and the most abundant harvest, it is definitely Zhang Dajia.

There is always a group of refugees around the mass graves who are thinking about beating dogs for meat. People keep joining in, but the number of people is not large at all, and the meat produced is far less than the meat sent in.

But as time went by, Zhang Dajia discovered that the situation in the mass graves had changed. The dogs were obviously integrated into one group, and they were becoming more and more commanding and cooperative. Moreover, the "dog king" in charge of the command was very cunning.

Just like generals on the battlefield, dogs will surround them from far away and lay ambushes. By the time they are discovered, it is often too late. Moreover, some dogs are as strong as calves, which is particularly scary.

The deer deer was almost surrounded several times, and it could be said that it was a narrow escape from death.

As a result, Deer Dajia's life gradually changed from moist to difficult, and sometimes he couldn't even hunt a dog for ten days and a half.

After thinking about it, I realized that I couldn't do it alone.

If the wild dogs unite together and fight alone, sooner or later they will have to give back their body.

what to do?

Naturally, he recruited subordinates.

Hey, this is the origin of the "dog fighting gang".

There is nothing to say about the process of forming a gang. The reputation of the deer hunting dog has long been known. With a greeting, the refugees went crazy and lined up to wait for the deer hunting dog to choose.

The deer gang selected some smart ones who still had some strength to be their leaders. He directed behind the scenes what to do, where to do it, when to do it, who would set traps and who would keep watch, how to send signals when danger was discovered, and so on.

People who are good at hunting are not stupid. Besides, Zhang Dajia has eaten human flesh and killed people, so he really has the authority of a gang leader. The effect is naturally good. He can lead a group of people and live a comfortable life.

In this way, the dog-fighting gang and the wild dog pack, the big deer group and the "wolf king" who had never met before, became a bit like two armies confronting each other.

Soldiers against soldiers, chariots against chariots, the king does not see the king.

There are many dogs, many refugees, and plenty of cannon fodder.

Both sides came and went, arranging their troops and making their own plans. The scene became bigger and bigger and more interesting, and all thirty-six strategies were implemented.

But the problem is, the demon wolf over there didn't follow the rules. After suffering a big loss, he became anxious and jumped directly from his boring palace to the deer's boring palace.

Here comes a "boring palace beheading"!

That was last night. Zhang Dajia was drinking and eating meat with some of the gang leaders. He heard a knock on the door outside and opened the door to take a look.

Good guy!

A giant wolf, more majestic and majestic than a buffalo, stood outside the door, with eyes like lanterns and a mouth full of fangs, baring its fangs at the five people: "Let's have dinner together~"

Needless to say, the ending is too disparate in strength.

The demon wolf only took five bites of rice, one bite per person, so he definitely took more bites.

Some were missing their heads, some were missing their legs, and some were missing half their arms.

The deer was the worst. It was almost bitten off at the waist and its entire belly was missing. It stared with wide eyes and refused to close its eyes.

The demon wolf doesn’t talk about martial ethics~

The shadow lamp captured the soul, the trial was weighed, and the man in black robe spoke in gold: "Pengcheng's guest in the vast forest fell on the side of the east city. He raised his arms and shouted for the Chu-Han border, and the two armies were spread across the river. The thirty-two sons judged Wu and Yue.

Zhuge's magic machine borrows the east wind; if you ask who will be the king of the hills, you will think that Wude is a demon wolf."
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