Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

After leaving Changsheng Island, Lao Yang did not go to the base under Belitung Island to produce orders, but flew north casually. He soon arrived in the Arctic Circle, lowered his flight altitude to the ground, and continued to fly north.

The sky was bright and cloudless. Soon they left the jungle and entered the vast white snowfield. Old Yang, who had slowed down his flying speed, soon spotted the first large animal on the ground, the musk ox.

This is a huge bull. Not far away there is a group of musk oxen grazing with their heads down. There are about 20 of them. This huge bull is the leader of the group of musk oxen. Not only does it have huge horns and a strong body, but its hair is also shiny black. Compared with other musk oxen with different hair colors, it looks even more majestic. Standing in the most advantageous position, it grazes and keeps watch.

The only ones in the entire Arctic region who dare to target musk oxen are humans and ferocious and cunning wolves. Even adult brown bears and polar bears dare not face an adult musk ox, even though musk oxen are herbivores.

From Lao Yang's perspective, we can see that there are several gray-white Arctic wolves moving around the periphery of the musk ox herd. The range of the wolf pack's activities shows that they have been eyeing this group of musk oxen for more than a day or two. They must know that there are several calves in the herd, which is the wolf pack's ultimate goal.

Both musk oxen and wolves must replenish enough energy before the polar night arrives.

Judging from the wolves' intentions, they will not attack the cattle in the short term. Wolves are very patient animals and they work as a team. They will choose the most favorable moment to launch an attack.

There were many deer, hares, wild birds, grizzly bears and eagles in Lao Yang's field of vision. Because of Lao Yang's presence, the birds in the sky all avoided this area of ​​the sky, and only the animals on the ground were still wandering around and eating.

Lao Yang flew straight to the grizzly bear in the distance and decided to take it home to add some protein to the children. Especially the four bear paws had been reserved by Lao Yang, and they must be steamed and served with a secret dipping sauce.

When the grizzly bear saw Lao Yang approaching, it did not run away, but stood up and slapped Lao Yang. The result is predictable, Lao Yang smashed its skull and put it into space.

Next, Lao Yang continued his journey north. He collected all the grizzly bears, brown bears, and polar bears he encountered along the way into his space, and finally he had enough bear paws for every person in the family.

Old Yang stepped onto the Arctic ice and walked forward step by step, muttering to himself: "In my past life, it was said that there were aliens, magical creatures from other regions, and various legendary relics frozen under the Arctic ice. I have been here more than once or twice, so why can't I see any of them?!"

While Lao Yang was trying to find the mysterious ruins, a tall white man with a backpack on his back was walking alone on the ice and snow not far from Lao Yang. Every step he took was extremely steady, and the distance of each step was well controlled, not too much or too little. Looking at the long string of footprints behind him, it was clear that he had walked a long distance.

After searching in vain, Lao Yang finally couldn't help it and took off to return. He glanced around and suddenly found a foreigner walking not far away. Lao Yang immediately gave up the idea of ​​turning back and landed on the snow again. He estimated the speed of the foreigner and moved diagonally to meet him.

With a goal in mind, Lao Yang's pace became brisk. Soon, the two people who were heading in the same direction slowly approached each other and eventually found each other. Neither of them retreated and continued to move forward. Soon, they saw each other clearly and stopped to stare at each other.

The foreigner was of standard white descent, wearing a worn leather coat, a fur cap, and leather trousers with shoes. A sheathed dagger was inserted into his waist, and a cross was hung on his chest, shining with gold. He had a white, rough face, brown hair, blue eyes, a high nose, slightly upturned lips, and a layer of stubble on his chin.

His eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at Lao Yang. His right hand reached for the dagger at his waist and his left hand reached for the cross. The subconscious movements made him feel safe and his eyes revealed a slight shock.

Old Yang patted his mink coat, smoothed the thumb-thick gold chain around his neck, kicked the snow in front of him with his stiff flip-flops, and greeted the foreigner.

"Hello! Nice to meet you. I'm Sasaki from South Korea. I'd like to ask who you are and why you're here in this cold Arctic."

Old Yang, who lied without blushing, was directly exposed by the other party.

"How could the famous Yang Gang Leader pretend to be an unknown person from a tiny country! I am the Glorious Knight of the Holy See, George Joadou Saint Prus..., Yang Gang Leader can be referred to as George or Prus for short."

What Lao Yang hates most is foreign names, which are long and hard to remember, and they even give themselves abbreviations. Since he knows it's troublesome, he can just give himself a simple name.

Old Yang weighed the gold chain on his neck, rubbed his hands, exhaled a puff of hot air, and asked George: "Knight George, can you tell me what your purpose is here? You don't look like you're here to practice with your clothes! You have aroused my interest. If I don't get an answer, I will be unable to sleep and become irritable. Who knows, I might do something! Do you think it's scary or not?"

George was also a little dizzy by Old Yang. He finally reacted and was angry at Old Yang's threat. He hit back without any hesitation: "Boss Yang, are you going to attack me? Although Boss Yang is good, it is not good enough in front of us, the Knights of Glory! I advise Boss Yang not to ask for trouble. Just go back to where you came from!"

Old Yang shook the gold chain around his neck and said arrogantly, "Why? Knight George doesn't want to give me face! I am really interested in your Glorious Knight, but I wonder if he is just a name! Shall we fight?"

Facing Lao Yang's provocation, George did not hesitate. He took off the backpack on his back and put it on the ground, pulled out the dagger and put it on the backpack. He stretched his stiff wrists and ankles, took a step forward and made a gesture of invitation to Lao Yang.

Seeing that the other party was not pretentious at all and was ready to fight directly, Lao Yang took off the gold chain from his neck and threw it on the ground. He took a step forward in slippers, clasped his fists in front of his chest, and prepared to fight.

The situation between the two was on the verge of exploding. They stared at each other's body, waiting for the right opportunity to attack.

George was really concentrating. He had watched Lao Yang's fighting videos more than once and knew that Lao Yang was very powerful and should be on par with him!

Lao Yang's concentration was pretended. After all, with his current strength, even if he didn't take action, the opponent's full-strength attack would not cause any harm. However, in order to know the opponent's purpose, he still needed to put on some show.

Lao Yang deliberately exposed some flaws to lure the opponent to attack. George was also a fighting expert and was not easily fooled, but under Lao Yang's crazy temptation, he finally made a move. A powerful punch hit Lao Yang's left shoulder fiercely. Lao Yang felt that the force was about 1.5 tons, which was the limit that humans could reach! He was the strongest opponent Lao Yang had encountered in recent years. If this happened two years ago, Lao Yang might have suffered a loss.