To avoid being noticed, he grabbed the deer antlers that were protruding from the water and began to shake them rapidly with the deer's head.
After the color had evenly dispersed, the deer head was returned to its original position.
After he finished doing everything, he turned his head and his eyes met Liya's questioning gaze.
In Liya's eyes, this person looked like he came from another world.
The look in his eyes was exactly the same as when he first met Salla.
Unfortunately, Amazon is almost entirely populated by people of European and American descent, with dark skin.
Having lived in the jungle for hundreds of years, almost all of them are ugly and plain-looking with rough skin.
It's rare to see people of East Asian descent, let alone such a handsome Chinese man with striking features.
Her impression of the person in front of her was one of curiosity, because she had never seen him before.
What's even more intriguing is what the man seemed to have put in that pot.
Tang Weiwei was unaware of Liya's thoughts, so she immediately gestured for her to be quiet.
He then ran forward a few steps and uttered a very broken sentence in Native American language, word by word…
"Shh! Don't make a sound. I'm Salra's friend, and I've come to rescue you, but not now. Just bear with it for a bit."
(The Native American language is really hard to look up, and you probably wouldn't understand it anyway, so just get the general idea.)
Before Liya could speak, Tang Weiwei quickly ran to the side.
These words were taught to him by Salla, so that Leah would know that he had come to save her.
While Tang Weiwei was administering the drug, Ye Feng and the others scattered and hid behind various large trees in the surrounding area.
And then all that's left is to wait...
Meanwhile, in the woods more than 200 meters away, the indigenous people began searching for vegetation.
However, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find anything.
Because Ye Feng had given prior instructions, Salla and Zhan Pengwu immediately hid after Salla finished howling.
As long as they don't see anyone and it's getting dark soon, these locals certainly won't keep searching.
Sure enough, around 5:30, after their search yielded no results, the 22 people returned to the camp one after another.
Because they were all Black and quite far away, their facial expressions were not clearly visible.
However, judging from their noisy conversation, it's not hard to guess that they were swearing.
This process didn't last long, and they soon resumed chatting and laughing around the fire.
As 6 p.m. approached, the rich aroma of meat slowly filled the surroundings.
Ye Feng and the others hid behind a tree trunk more than 30 meters away from them, swallowing hard.
That's why they say high-end ingredients don't require any cooking skills.
The boiled pork tasted much better than the pork itself.
The indigenous people began to scoop up the meat and feast on it.
It seems that all the organs of primitive humans have evolved. They would hug the piping hot venison that had just come out of the pot and start gnawing on it, as if they were not afraid of being burned at all.
Only the two clothed natives were relatively civilized, cutting meat with small knives to eat.
Ye Feng couldn't stop licking his lips, cursing under his breath through gritted teeth...
"Eat up, eat up, you'll all die from diarrhea later!"
And so, about ten more minutes passed.
Suddenly, the two rustic-looking men who had been chatting and laughing suddenly turned serious, and the pieces of meat in their hands fell to the ground…
Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his face began to twitch as if it were having a spasm.
"ah!……"
A few seconds later, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, clutching their stomachs and howling as they rolled around.
This scene caused the other natives to stop eating and gather around to check on the situation.
It's clear that these two are their leaders.
"Damn it! What kind of meat is this?!"
"I feel like my intestines are all tied up! Ah!..."
Seeing their reactions, Ye Feng smiled sinisterly from a distance.
He couldn't understand the language; it wasn't English, nor was it the Native American language Salla spoke.
However, it clearly appears to be expressing pain.
"Hehe...the more painful part is yet to come."
Ye Feng used a very large dose this time, since these two are considered half-modern people and their living environments may be different?
Therefore, their physical condition was naturally worse than that of the barefoot natives, and they were the first to fall to the ground.
Soon, the indigenous people began to react one by one.
However, they did not writhe in pain while clutching their stomachs like the other two.
Instead, they transformed into human-shaped fountains, vomiting incessantly, expelling all the venison they had eaten…
Even worse, the person above was vomiting while the person below was having severe diarrhea.
The two states were occurring simultaneously, making the scene look quite comical.
"Ouch! Ugh! Cheek cheek cheek! Pfft pfft pfft!..."
In an instant, they all turned into Splatoons.
The sounds of vomiting, groans, diarrhea, and farting echoed endlessly through the forest.
It was like an unpleasant symphony, startling the surrounding birds into scattering and flying away.
It must be said that one's own happiness is often built on the suffering of others.
Seeing them vomiting and having diarrhea, Ye Feng and his companions were overjoyed.
It gave me a strange sense of accomplishment, like a child successfully pulling off a prank.
"hey-hey…"
Qi Xiaoyan, who was closest to Ye Feng, couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle repeatedly, struggling to breathe and holding it in.
"Feng...Brother Feng, should we...should we...make our move now, haha..."
Ye Feng's lips never closed; it seemed that the other party's state was even more painful than killing them.
However, to be absolutely sure, he decided to wait a little longer.
After all, this is only the beginning. The opponent is a brave and skilled Shuar tribesman with a strong physique, and he may still have energy to spare.
"Let them suffer a little longer. Once they become dehydrated, even the strongest body will not be able to withstand it."
We're guaranteed to win, there's absolutely no need to rush.
This scene made Liya's eyes widen, and she couldn't stop laughing.
She quickly looked around, seemingly trying to find Salra.
A few minutes later, the natives were no longer human, and they were all squatting in various corners, defecating wildly.
Even after he had completely emptied his bowels, he kept farting.
He couldn't stop gagging, as if he was about to vomit his stomach out.
As for their weapons, they had long since been lost somewhere.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Ye Feng began to nock his bow and arrow, quickly weaving back and forth between the tree trunks.
Others followed suit...
When the group got within 20 meters, a local who was defecating suddenly spotted Fu Changxiong's tall figure hiding behind a tree.
"Enemies!"
He pointed in Fu Changxiong's direction and shouted out a tongue-twisting word. All the other indigenous people immediately looked up in the direction he was pointing.
Ye Feng frowned. Since he had already been exposed, there was no need to hide it anymore.
"Let's do it!"
Before the natives could even reach for their weapons, six arrows were fired simultaneously, each heading towards a different native.
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