Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Brothers Xiao Ping and Xiao An both crashed. Damn it! No wonder Director Wei said Comrade Li Moer was so amazing! It turns out she can summon a divine beast! She's truly incomparably powerful! I bow down to her! Old man Wei suddenly appeared behind them and said, "Everything you saw, keep it to yourself. Don't say a single word. Otherwise, you'll die miserably. She's more than that!"

The two brothers immediately nodded like chicks pecking at rice and said, "Don't worry, Director, we won't reveal a single word even if you kill us!"

Old Man Wei nodded and said, "Well, let's watch the show!"

Li Moer raised her hands and muttered, "A cloud appeared in the northwest sky, a crow fell into a flock of phoenixes, the table is full of heroes, who is the king and who is the minister... Giant dragon Wangyou, come out."

With a clang, a huge python thicker than a bucket appeared beside Mo'er. The horns on its head were about a foot long, and in its mouth was a Chinese sturgeon over a meter long.

Mo'er looked like a pair of big bastards, and said in a very low voice: "I told you not to eat these kinds of fish." You don't listen, right? Be careful or I'll throw you into the saltwater lake and take you out when you are marinated!"

The big python shuddered with fear and put its big head on the ground to show that it didn't dare to do it anymore. Mo'er sent the still struggling Chinese sturgeon into the space.

Then he took out a blanket, covered Wangyou's neck with it, and quickly jumped onto the python's neck, whispering, "Get up!"

The big snake stood up obediently, it must be more than three meters high. Moer whispered again: "Lower, oh my god, I feel dizzy from heights!" The big python obediently lowered its height a little.

The mercenaries were stunned. "Have we entered a fantasy world? Can I go home?" "I don't want to come back to China anymore. It's too scary."

I never expected that this beautiful woman could actually summon mythical beasts and even dragons. What should I do? Without weapons in my hands, facing these mythical beasts, I am like a group of lambs falling into a pack of wolves.

One of the mercenaries was so scared that he peed his pants, and a mercenary next to him said, "Look at you, you're such a loser! You peed your pants! What's the point of peing now? You have to poop. What if these animals don't like the smell and don't bite you?"

Mo'er said in English: "If you dare to touch my family, then you must be prepared to never come back. So now, enjoy your last moments!"

Mo'er looked back at the wild beasts and Tibetan mastiffs and said, "Friends!" The tigers and Tibetan mastiffs all roared, as if responding to Mo'er.

Moer continued, "Now is the time to hunt. Go."

A group of mercenaries were so weak in the knees that they had thought about dying at the hands of other people's guns or by the bombardment of artillery shells one day in the future, but they had never thought about dying at the hands of beasts. It was really a miserable death.

The boss shouted, "Brothers, we can't just give up resistance like this. Even if we don't have weapons, we'll use our fists and knees. Go! If we find an opportunity, we'll scatter and escape. As many as we can escape, we'll spread the word about the existence of immortals in China."

Mo'er sat on the giant python, looking down at the group of people from above, and said, "You still want to run? Can you outrun them? Give up the pointless resistance. It will be an honor for you to die in the mouths of these divine beasts of mine!"