In the western suburbs of Chang'an City, at the foot of Qinling Mountains.

In an abandoned chemical factory building.

The sky was getting darker, and this huge factory was reflected by the searchlights on the roofs of more than a dozen pickup trucks around.

The Andean Condor with a red horse was standing in a huge iron cage in the center of the factory.

It did not fly.

The toes of Andean Condors do not have hooks like ordinary eagles, nor are they as sharp as ordinary eagles.

Instead, it appears to be relatively blunt and straight.

But it's even thicker.

Such toes are more suitable for walking on the ground.

Because the Andean condors are generally larger in size, the larger condors all use the method of fighting on the ground.

Wen Zilong is also quite obese, and it seems that he may not even be able to fly.

It looks a bit funny.

A rich second generation said: "This first match is a floor flow duel."

"Well, we're used to air combat, and this is the first time we've seen floor flow."

Wen Yuqi patted Wen Zilong's head and said, "Mosquito, go."

Wen Zilong nodded slightly, then swaggered into the huge iron cage in the center of the field.

This iron cage has a twenty-meter-high roof on top and a ground connected to the bottom, with an area of ​​almost 500 square meters, which is enough for eagle-like combat space.

These rich second generations have taken great pains to fight eagles.

A group of idle guys.

As for the jujube horse without eggs, it’s just that my breasts hurt when I’m idle.

However, it is precisely because of these guys who have a bad or a titty breast that I have the opportunity to earn 1 million.

The red horse looked at Wen Yuqi contemptuously and shouted to the Andean condor in the iron cage: "Tear this pregnant carving into pieces for me!"

Wen Zilong suddenly felt insulted by this jujube horse.

I'm a fucking man.

Although his belly is a little bigger, he is a real man.

Do you want to inspect the goods?

The hawk trainer next to him made a strange "rattle" cry, and in a half-kneeling posture, he stretched out his right arm and pointed at Wen Zilong and ordered an attack on the Andean Condor.

This reminded Wen Zilong of two words: Let’s go!

In order to fight eagles, these rich second-generations have hungered their eagles for several days.

The Andean Condor's eyes were blood-red at this time, and they were flapping their wings - but did not fly up, but ran towards Wen Zilong at an extremely fast speed.

Wen Zilong spreads his wings and learns what it looks like.

But instead of facing it, he turned around and ran into the corner of the cage.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The red horse couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Turning his head to look at Wen Yuqi, wanting to say something sarcastic.

But when the words came to my mouth, I held them back.

It’s like in a quiet class that suddenly makes you fart. If you give it up directly, you will lose face, so you can only hold it back.

It seems that Wen Yuqi's poisonous tongue has left a thick and colorful stroke in her heart.

She has taken her breasts twice, and what she said is probably the same.

When the others saw the fat golden eagle, they could only escape when they saw the condor, and they all shook their heads.

"I wanted to see a wonderful battle, but I didn't expect it to be disappointing."

"The showdown of floor flow is indeed not exciting enough."

“Born game.”

Michelin also frowned slightly.

I have seen this fat carving fighting figure before, and I thought it could be as majestic as before.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and ran away

Only Wen Yuqi, with no worries on her face.

She knew that Wen Zilong was full of tricks and didn't know what tricks he was thinking about.

At this moment, Wen Zilong had already escaped to the corner and seemed to have no way out.

The Andean Condor flapped his wings and ran towards Wenzilong at an extremely fast speed.

Its claws are not so sharp, but its beak is sharper than ordinary eagles.

It stretched out its sharp beak and pecked straight towards Wen Zilong's head.

You know, the Andean condor is extremely powerful, and with this sharp beak, it can easily peck the bird's heads with just a moment.

However, at this moment, Wen Zilong's head flashed slightly, avoiding the peck.

At the same time, the sharp claws instantly grabbed the Andean condor's neck, and with its running inertia, they suddenly rushed into the iron cage.

Crazy-

The iron cage made a loud noise.

The Andean Condor was knocked to death.

It seemed like dozens of birds had been born in my head, and my steps began to stagger.

Wen Zilong took the opportunity to stretch out his claws and grabbed the hairless head of the eagle.

Puff-

Two claws pierced directly into its eyes.

“Gagahahahahaha—”

The Andean Condor flapped his wings in pain, his feathers scattered and the dust flew.

Wen Zilong wanted to slash its head with one claw.

But his current strength is still somewhat insufficient to grasp the head of such an animal that has lived for decades.

He could only stretch out his left claw and tear it toward the Andean condor's chest.

The madman who attacks the chest is well-deserved.

Hiss-

With a sound, the Andean condor's chest was torn apart by a crack of more than one foot long.

The Andean Condor was even more painful, his wings flapping even more wildly, as if he wanted to escape.

Wen Zilong smiled coldly in his heart and let go of the claws pressing on its head.

The Andean condor immediately flapped his wings and flew up.

However, after flying for more than twenty meters, everyone discovered a scene that shocked them.

I saw the fat golden eagle holding a bloody intestine with his right claw.

The intestine stretched, and the other end was on the chest of the Andean condor.

And as the condor flew farther and farther, the intestines became longer and longer.

It looks like this golden eagle is flying a kite.

They have seen kites flying, but this is the first time they have seen them using bloody intestines as strings and living Andean condors as kites.

"This...this..."

The scene was too bloody and too violent.

The rich second generation were all speechless and couldn't speak.

Michelin also changed color slightly and looked at Wen Yuqi.

I thought to myself, didn’t you just say that you are a Buddhist golden eagle?

How come this looks like Buddhism?

It's obvious that the magic system is good or not.

He is completely a bloodthirsty golden eagle.

The dawn horse was even more pale and almost vomited.
To be continued...