The drama addict could only look at the blurry figure in front of him with his still red eyes.

But they found that Wang Jin's figure had disappeared.

"cough…"

The drama fanatic wanted to say something, but still no sound came out.

Fortunately, some things will not be affected.

Such as a shotgun.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The roar came from behind, one after another.

The sound of this killing weapon has never been so reassuring.

Judging from his style of never giving up until the magazine is empty, he is definitely Wang Jin.

The strength on his neck suddenly relaxed, and something screamed and fled away.

Xi Chi suddenly fell to his knees, gasping for air.

After a while, Wang Jin walked back quickly, holding half of his calf.

"I didn't hear ten."

The young man spoke and stretched out his hand to check the situation of the drama fanatic.

This man didn't take out the golden flag, that's why he was so passive.

Of course, if he hadn't been carrying these four flags, he would be dead by now.

"They're good at throwing."

Wang Jin squinted his eyes and pulled out the branch from Xi Chi's body.

This thing fits right on the flagpole.

One end of the branch was sharpened, but judging from the color of the fracture, it seemed that it had just been broken off.

New branches that are more than flexible but not hard enough can be thrown to produce this effect.

"This ghost thing is surprisingly strong."

Wang Jin frowned and whispered softly.

"Ahem..."

Xi Chi suddenly vomited blood and took the golden flag from his back.

Somehow, he can speak again now.

"Wang Jin, tell the truth."

"At first I thought the counting method was quite silly."

"But now I think you are a genius."

The opera fanatic who had just recovered his language skills couldn't wait to express his thoughts to Wang Jin.

"Did you hear that?"

The young man did not respond, but asked.

He needs to know which senses the playboy lost when he was attacked.

"No."

Only then did the drama fanatic suddenly realize and shook his head.

Under normal circumstances, he should be able to hear the sound of branches breaking through the air.

But there was silence just now.

"It turns out I lost my hearing... I thought I couldn't speak."

Xi Chi's eyes widened in surprise.

"It's hearing, and we all heard gunshots, which means that when it's injured, its ability will panic to the point of canceling it."

Wang Jin nodded.

"The one who controls hearing has a broken leg, and the one who controls speech is missing an arm."

"Now I can tell the difference."

"Dude, I've never praised anyone in my life, really."

"But you are such a genius."

Xi Chi looked at Wang Jin with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to commit herself to him.

"Don't be too happy yet, the one who controls the vision is still unscathed."

Wang Jin shrugged and signaled the drama geek not to get carried away.

"So I didn't continue to chase the guy. I only saw the general shape."

After a slight pause, Wang Jin spoke again.

"That's a big mandrill."

"Match 3... Do you also play games? What the hell..."

"one."

Wang Jin took the trouble to report the number.

"two!"

Almost as if it was a conditioned reflex, the drama addict shouted out the numbers without hesitation.

After his life was saved by this method, he completely lost his resistance and started screaming at the top of his lungs.

Wang Jin sighed and stopped talking to the drama idiot, but quietly thought about the monster just now.

Mandrill.

This thing looks similar to a baboon, but is actually a separate species.

In addition to his fierce and aggressive personality, he is a notorious legend.

What makes this thing famous is the bright red and blue pattern on its face.

Like a ghost face, it looks a little scary at first glance.

Of course, the thing Wang Jin saw...can no longer be called a mandrill.

Its body size is five times that of ordinary people of its kind, and it is a head taller than Leonard.

It has a wingspan of more than three meters and is equipped with all kinds of fangs and claws.

Five or six times the strength of an adult man, it can dexterously shuttle through trees at this weight.

Of course, the consumption caused by its large size makes it impossible to continue to be an omnivore.

Therefore, some hairless bipeds are added to its diet.

"Three. You can understand it as a... bear that can crawl quickly on trees."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.

Apart from its weight, its strength and bite force are probably no different from those of a bear.

"Fuck...four."

The drama addict cursed subconsciously.

He is a person who only cares about conclusions.

As soon as he heard Wang Jin's vivid metaphor, the drama addict instantly understood the danger of the mandrill.

He took a breath and his body began to twist.

Soon, a strange and fluffy thing appeared in front of Wang Jin.

Perhaps because of his extraordinary talent, the mandrill conjured up by the opera fanatic has a certain look.

Apart from the lack of patterns on the face, there really isn't much difference in appearance.

"You said it would be fine if I became one of their kind."

"Maybe...as long as you are not afraid of being accidentally hurt by me."

"Forget it."

The opera fanatic sighed and turned back into the face of a passerby in costume.

"five."

Wang Jin opened his mouth to count.

"six."
To be continued...