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The tree-cutting task is proceeding smoothly.

Wen Qingyan was also tickling the trees in a heroic manner.

He roared and swung the machete in his hand hard, almost hitting Zhou Yili in the face.

Zhou Yili, who was usually calm, was so frightened that he instinctively covered his head and ran around.

"Teacher Wen...Teacher Wen, please be careful."

Wen Qingyan put one hand on his waist and took a deep breath, "Don't worry, I'm not that useless."

He swung again vigorously.

then……

Wen Qingyan, who had his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them and asked in confusion, "Fuck, where's my knife?"

Zhou Yili took a deep breath and silently stepped back.

Too dangerous.

Song Yuge walked over helplessly.

She bent down slightly, reached out, and easily pulled out the machete that was stuck on the edge of the tree.

Then he handed it to Wen Qingyan, "Here."

Wen Qingyan took it awkwardly, "Thank you."

Song Yuge had no choice but to go up and give him another blow silently.

The next second, Wen Qingyan carried the trees he had cut down with satisfaction.

He raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "Brother, look at me, am I really that powerful?"

Praise him now!

Wen Yuan glanced at it lazily, "Hmm."

Wen Qingyan's eyes widened, "?"

Ok?

Just one, huh?!

Song Yuge turned his eyes to the man beside him and asked him, "Do you want to try it?"

Wen·Weak as a Chicken·Yuan's expression paused, "Can I?"

"of course can."

Song Yuge personally took him to pick a relatively simple tree.

She handed over the machete and said, "Try this. It's very simple."

Wen Yuan also weighed the machete in his hand, a little distracted.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Yuge noticed that he was lost in thought and thought he was worried that he wouldn't be able to chop the trees properly, so he comforted him, "It's okay, don't worry, I'll definitely chop better than Teacher Wen."

Wen Qingyan: “…”

Sister-in-law, is this really okay for you?

Doesn't he want to lose face?

When Wen Yuan heard this, he smiled and said, "Okay, I believe Yu Ge."

Song Yuge nodded and made way for him.

"Go ahead and chop it down, chop it down boldly."

Zhou Yili looked over here subconsciously.

Even Wen Qingyan is the same.

Wen Yuan walked to the tree casually, picked up the gun, and swung it with force seemingly casually.

Wen Qingyan stared intently.

The result, the next second.

When everyone is caught off guard.

"pat-"

"I rely on?!"

Wen Qingyan jumped up immediately.

Song Yuge was also stunned, "......?!"

Wen Yuan looked at the machete in his hand expressionlessly, and was silent.

Barrage:"……"

After a while, Wen Yuan turned around innocently and said, "Yu Ge, I didn't expect that I could really chop it off."

Song Yuge came back to his senses and gave a thumbs up decisively, "Great."

Wen Qingyan was very jealous and kept staring at the tree for a long time.

"It's fake, absolutely fake," he muttered.

Isn’t his brother weak and helpless?

Didn’t his brother fall down when the wind blew?

Isn’t his brother Xiao Jiaojiao?

How could it be the powerful Vajra Warrior? !

Wen Yuan: “…”

You can shut up.

He picked up the machete and turned around to leave.

As a result, someone suddenly grabbed his arm.

Wen Yuan almost stumbled, turned around, frowned, and said, "Let go."

Wen Qingyan pulled him to another tree and pointed at it, "Xiao Wen, try this."

His eyes were bright and he looked at Wen Yuan with great anticipation.

Wen Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, "I don't want it."

Wen Qingyan's eyes widened. "Why not?"

"Our house is still short of a lot of wood. Xiao Wen, you're so capable, don't you want to help Teacher Song share the burden?"

Wen Yuan: “…”

He didn't really want to cut down the tree.

I just want to chop my brother.

He looked at Wen Qingyan in front of him without any expression, "You..."

Before he could speak.

Song Yuge walked over and said, "Teacher Wen, please stop bullying Xiao Wen."

Wen Qingyan: “???”

Who is he bullying?

Wen Yuan disdainfully pulled away Wen Qingyan's hand that was holding his arm, "That's right, don't bully me just because I'm not in good health."

Wen Qingyan: “…”

Brother, you are no longer the beautiful girl I knew.

Song Yuge glanced at the tree and thought for a few seconds, "Do you still want to play?"

Hearing this, Wen Yuan was slightly stunned and looked over.

Song Yuge quickly corrected him, "I mean, do you still want to try this?"

When Wen Qingyan heard this, his eyes lit up.

He knew that if Song Yuge asked, Wen Yuan would definitely not refuse.

Wen Yuan sighed lightly and weighed the machete, "I may not be able to cut it."

Song Yuge waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm here."

The man's brow softened a little, "Okay."

He took a few steps forward.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on his hands.

Wen Yuan slashed again casually.

"Bam—"