Chapter 1139 I Gave You Face, Right?

Through the rising dust, Wang Dao and others recognized the figure at a glance. It was Zhongmang, the current leader of the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan!

Zhongmang is actually easy to identify because it is a rare and special species of the Yashan mud monkey family, especially in terms of body shape.

The height of ordinary Yashan mud monkeys is the same as that of ordinary people, ranging from 1.5 to 2.5 meters.

But Zhongmang is different. Zhongmang is five meters tall, one meter taller than Murong Feng. He is huge and has a strong back and strong waist.

When the armor-piercing beast said it, Wang Dao felt very awkward, and now it feels even more awkward. How can this meow be a monkey? It's obviously an orangutan! Or an orangutan from a science fiction movie!

Just looking at it gives people a huge sense of oppression.

They looked very similar to Zhonghui, or in other words, Wang Dao couldn't tell the difference. After all, in Wang Dao's eyes, these monkeys all looked the same.

But this father is much more powerful than Zhonghui.

Wang Dao took a look at Zhonghui and found that Zhonghui's expression was as usual, with no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he had no feelings after meeting this father he had never seen before.

This actually reminded Wang Dao of what Zhonghui said when they were chatting in the valley two days ago.

Zhonghui said that although it respects its father, it has no feelings for him. After all, it has not seen him since he was born. He also knows about Zhongmang from the inscriptions of his mother and Zhongmang.

It has almost no feelings for it. In its heart, the most important things are its mother, second aunt, sister and the people of the same clan it currently leads.

It's more of a bit of contempt than respect.

In its heart, its mother lived in pain and sadness during those years, and it felt sorry for her mother. It believed that Zhongmang had not fulfilled the duties of a husband at all.

A Yashan mud monkey who can't even be a good husband and whose family can't protect him, what else can he be proud of?

And it doesn't feel that Zhongmang has done a good job as the clan leader now. Although it maintains the pride of the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan, what has this pride brought to the clan?

Suppressed by the enemy and abandoned by his comrades, he ran away from the battle as willfully as a child, and was trapped in the mountains in desperation.

Later, everyone rebelled and separated, and he seemed to be a tragic hero, causing the Yashan mud monkey to almost become extinct.

For a clan leader, this is obviously a failure!

It's like two kings and four twos, but they ended up being beaten to pieces.

Zhonghui now doesn't hate Zhongmang, and he already respects his father.

"Well, it's not bad. It's somewhat useful. I didn't even pee or pee when I saw him." Zhong Mang nodded with satisfaction and glanced at Wang Dao and the others. Of course, he mainly looked at Zhong Hui.

When the lights came down, they were obviously filled with demonic aura, and the pressure was almost equivalent to that of an armor-piercing beast a thousand years later.

Ordinary people and monsters would probably be so frightened that they would collapse to the ground and become incontinent when exposed to this coercion.

But Wang Dao and the others have long been used to it, and this little bit of pressure is trivial.

Zhonghui curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Zhong Mang narrowed his eyes and said, "You, a junior, are quite irritating when you talk."

"Both each other." Zhonghui replied tit for tat.

"Very good, it's interesting. I haven't met such a courageous junior for a long time." Zhongmang said with a smile.

"Then it seems that all of your tribe are cowards." Zhonghui sneered.

"Huh?" Zhongmang's expression became solemn, and his eyes became a little cold.

When Wang Dao heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. I said, who is the mixed race between you, father and son? Why do you feel that your fighting ability, Zhonghui, is much stronger than that of your father?

By the way, have you seen your father? Has your small universe exploded?

Of course, thinking back, Wang Dao actually knew very well that the reason why Zhonghui performed so well was mainly because of his mother.

Maybe after meeting his father, he couldn't help but think of his mother's pain in those years. Although his mother didn't regret it, Zhonghui still wanted to feel grievances for his mother. He couldn't say it outright, but he still wanted to say something against her to vent his anger for himself and his mother.

"Junior, you asked me not to insult your family. I advise you not to insult my family. The consequences are not something you can afford." Zhong Mang said coldly.

Zhong Hui's eyes narrowed and he was about to speak when Wang Dao stepped forward, took Zhong Hui's arm and said lightly, "Hui, be careful what you say."

Wang Dao could see that Zhong Hui was getting a little excited. He forgot his identity and just wanted to say something nice to his father.

It seemed that when facing his father, he was far less calm than expected, and was still a little excited.

In this situation, Zhonghui is no longer suitable to continue talking. Fortunately, its role has been completed. As long as you can see Zhonghui through it, it is enough for Wang Dao.

Zhonghui glanced at Wang Dao, swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out, turned his head, and took a step back.

Wang Dao bowed his hands to the crowd and said, "I dare to ask, senior, are you the leader of the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan?"

Facing Wang Dao, Zhong Mang lost his good attitude just now. He still stared at Zhong Hui without even looking at Wang Dao. He directly said, "Blind or brainless? Can't you see?"

……I will endure!

"Hello, senior. I am Hui's eldest brother. This time I came to the monster battlefield. I hope I can contribute to the monsters sent by my relatives."

Zhong Mang still didn't look at Wang Dao, and said disdainfully, "Just you trash? Knowing your human habits, the first one to get started is your senior brother, right? It's really good luck that you can have my junior brother from the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan, who is already three years old." I’m lucky to be alive.”

...I can't bear it any longer!

"Senior, we are here to help. We have a piece of information that may be of some use to senior."

"Huh, how can you get any useful information just by yourself? The information that you can all get is probably not real."

...I am so stubborn that I can endure it!

"Senior, I can guarantee that this information is correct, and it is very important to the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan and very detrimental to the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan. Senior, please pay attention to it."

"It's true, it's indeed false. What important unfavorable information can our Yashan Mud Monkey Clan have? If we want to use false information to get close in the future, it's best to investigate clearly. Our Yashan Mud Monkey Clan will never be disadvantaged."

……not angry! not angry! This meow is just a silly monkey!

"Senior, this is not the place to talk. How about we go into the mountain and talk in detail, and then ask senior to judge whether it is true or not?"

"Hahaha!" This time, the crowd finally looked at Wang Dao, as if Wang Dao had told some big joke, and said, "You trash of the human race actually want to enter the residence of the Yashan Mud Monkey Clan? You are not afraid. Are you dirtying our place? Then junior can come in, but you guys, stay outside!"

After saying that, Zhongmang turned around and left.

"boom!"

"Crack, click, click!"

Suddenly, Zhong Mang felt a sudden surge of terrifying momentum behind him, and turned around suddenly. He saw Wang Dao's whole body, the inner energy surging, cracks on the ground under his feet, and his whole body suddenly grew bigger like a balloon.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dao, who was only over 1.8 meters tall, had turned into a ten-meter giant, and cold words came out from the black gauze.

"I've given you such a shame, haven't I?!"