However, to everyone's surprise, they found people of Asian descent in the Amazon rainforest, including a woman of Asian descent.
After regaining his senses, Basolang stared at Bai Ying's chest with lecherous eyes, sizing her up.
He originally thought that the women of the Baija tribe were already beautiful enough.
Unexpectedly, this Asian woman was even more beautiful, like a celestial being from a myth.
As the saying goes, things are valued for their rarity. If a woman like this were captured and sold, she would be priceless.
It should sell for at least two or three thousand US dollars.
Looking at Basonglang, who was staring at her with a silly grin, Bai Ying's eyes were filled with disgust.
He had actually tracked down the two dead natives a day earlier.
However, since neither she nor Zhang Tiannan knew the Shuar language, she followed behind them, hoping to find the Shuar bounty hunter team that Chou Chou had mentioned through the two of them.
Unexpectedly, the two of them were suddenly bitten by a snake...
Just as they were about to move forward, they discovered that Basolang and his group were rushing over.
Seeing that Basolang was dressed in modern clothes, Bai Ying knew that she could find out the whereabouts of the large army from this man.
"If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out, you believe me?"
Bai Ying's sudden shout startled Basolang. His English wasn't very good, and his spoken English wasn't authentic, but he could still communicate to some extent.
Seeing that the yellow-skinned woman in front of him could speak English, he couldn't help but smile lewdly again.
They in Shuar generally do business with Europeans and speak mostly English.
If we could capture this woman, we could exchange her for countless supplies and weapons.
At that moment, all he could think about was money and supplies, and he completely forgot about Bai Ying's earlier words.
"Hey! A girl who speaks English, great! If we can't find those bastards, we can grab you instead. This trip wasn't a complete waste."
"You lot! Grab her! Kill the man on the spot!"
After saying that, his henchmen put down their weapons, rubbed their hands together lecherously, and walked towards Bai Ying and her companion.
Basolang's last words were spoken in his native language. Although Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan did not understand them, his actions were far too obvious.
Zhang Tiannan slowly drew his knife, turning his head slightly to look at Bai Ying...
"What should we do? Should we kill them?"
Bai Ying's cold eyes remained unmoved as she watched the several natives approaching her. She shook her head helplessly.
These natives really have no brains at all.
Upon seeing the woman, he didn't even bother to ask about the cause of death of his compatriot.
It seems that the Shuar tribe is not as united as rumored.
“We definitely can’t kill them; we need them to find that bounty hunter team.”
After all, it's quite difficult to find a native who can speak English.
"Give them a beating first, wake them up and they'll be able to communicate normally."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tiannan put away his short knife, twisted his neck left and right, and rushed forward, with Bai Ying immediately following behind.
Seeing that the other party was not running away, but instead took the initiative to step forward, with a fierce look on their face, as if they wanted to fight to the death.
Basolang's interest in Bai Ying grew even stronger.
"Hehe! This girl is something else, just as difficult to deal with as those bitches from the Baijia tribe."
Hey! You guys better watch out, don't hurt her, I'm going to have some fun later...."
"ah!!"
Before he could finish speaking, one of his men flew towards him and slammed him to the ground.
"What a piece of trash! He can't even..."
He still didn't finish his sentence this time.
The six henchmen who rushed forward were all quickly taken down and were lying on the ground groaning in pain.
"Damn trash!"
Basolang still didn't think the opponent was that strong, only that his underlings were too weak, or that they weren't carrying weapons.
He simply drew the curved sword hanging at his waist.
There are still many mottled rust spots on it, somewhat resembling a sickle used for harvesting wheat.
"Get up, all of you! Grab your weapons!"
Upon hearing this, the local underlings quickly scrambled back, bringing out rusty tools, including short knives, fruit knives, and even kitchen knives.
The eight of them, with ferocious expressions, rushed towards Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan again.
The two men showed no intention of drawing their swords or retreating, looking at the naive natives with disdain.
The Shuar people have long been portrayed as the largest minority group in the Amazon, known for their violent nature and fierce fighting prowess.
But this is only in comparison to other Amazonian peoples. In the face of truly professionally trained and modernly civilized high-level mercenaries, their skills are nothing but empty gestures.
Like an adult hitting a child...
As expected, Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan dodged left and right in the crowd, easily avoiding countless blades aimed at them.
The two men came here to find these natives to cooperate in killing Ye Feng, so naturally they didn't dare to kill them easily.
So they only used their fists and feet, and the targets were the opponent's chest, back, and thighs.
With a few punches and kicks, the seven locals fell to the ground, no longer daring to get up and attack.
At this moment, Bai Ying was tightly gripping Basolang's right hand, which was holding the knife, and he could not pull his hand away at all.
Only now did Basonglang finally understand what kind of power it would take to do that.
The woman before him was several times stronger than the fiercest Baijia tribe woman he had ever captured.
The man next to her was even more invincible, easily taking on five people at once.
These two are too terrifying; they are simply beyond their ability to deal with.
Even if the most elite warriors of their own tribe came, they would probably only get beaten up.
"Is this the fighting power of people of Asian descent? They're practically monsters."
Just then, Bai Ying suddenly snorted coldly, snatched Basolang's knife, and kicked him away with a casual kick.
As Basolang watched Bai Ying and her companion approach step by step, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and his body began to shrink back involuntarily.
"You...you guys stay away!"
His voice trembled, clearly indicating that he was frightened.
Bai Ying remained unmoved, still holding the rusty sickle in her hand, and slowly approached.
"Are these the valiant Shuar people? They actually enjoy playing with these kinds of toys. It seems you haven't evolved completely yet."
Bai Ying examined the sickle in her hand, then held it horizontally in front of her chest, gripping it with both hands and beginning to exert force.
The iron scythe was gradually deformed by her power, eventually turning into a pile of twisted scrap metal.
The scene immediately fell silent. The eight indigenous people even temporarily forgot the pain in their bodies because they were all dumbfounded.
A woman? Bended a knife with her bare hands?
Is this person really a woman?
At that moment, they all clearly felt the overwhelming impact of modern humans.
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