Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

Soon, a group of people returned to the deserted mountain village near the city of Arcadia.

The sun shines on this open valley, with rolling green hills in the distance and a construction scene nearby.

The originally messy ruins have been completely cleared, replaced by neatly arranged military tents and converted container houses.

The tent's canvas swayed gently in the breeze, giving off a silvery-gray sheen.

Piles of construction materials were piled up in the center of the construction site: red bricks were neatly stacked into small hills, steel bars stood upright, and various construction equipment were parked on the side.

However, at this time, construction had been suspended and the atmosphere was tense.

A group of ragged refugees acted recklessly. They occupied the workers' tents and snatched the dinner carefully prepared by the deer tribe and chewed it with big mouthfuls.

Greasy food residue flowed from the corners of their mouths, making them look particularly disheveled.

The engineers of the Fawn Tribe huddled together, their helmets askew.

A young deer-like man had a bandage on his arm, obviously beaten by the group.

Their big eyes were filled with fear, yet helplessness.

Because these people are civilians and humans are second-class people.

But the people around are all beast-eared people, who are slaves.

Before Zhang Luan's order, it was illegal for slaves to attack civilians.

So the wolf-eared girl held the gun and stared at these people with a wary look on her face, but did not take action immediately.

These refugees had never seen a gun before, and did not feel any danger at all. Instead, they became even more presumptuous.

White Tiger Mother Shirley could no longer bear it. Her tall figure looked even more heroic against the backdrop of her military uniform.

She strode into the crowd of refugees and shouted angrily, "Get out of here! This is Knight Zhang Luan's fiefdom. Your reckless intrusion is a violation of imperial law!"

"Sister, come back soon!" Mia shouted worriedly. Her petite body looked even more adorable under her military uniform.

The refugees looked at Shirley's graceful figure unscrupulously and pushed down the neatly stacked red bricks. The sound of the bricks collapsing made the deer workers heartbroken.

"White Tiger Mother? That's a very rare thing!"

"Your master really knows how to enjoy himself. With a figure like this, wow!"

Not only did they mock the workers, they also rummaged through the tents and threw the workers' personal belongings everywhere.

Some people even used engineering drawings to wipe their mouths, leaving the carefully drawn blueprints covered in oil stains.

"This has always been our home. Even if the fiefdom belongs to the Lord Knight, we are naturally his people!" A refugee with a face full of flesh said arrogantly, holding the stolen bread in his mouth.

Chapter 131 Spoiler

"Who is my man? Let me see!" Zhang Luan's voice exploded like thunder on the construction site.

The animal-eared girls, who had originally had drooping ears, instantly perked up, their furry ears stood up high, and their eyes sparkled with anticipation.

The straight military uniforms they wore made them look even more heroic, and the badges on their chests sparkled in the sun.

"Master, the master is back!" The beast-eared girls cheered, their little faces flushed with excitement, and they all looked at Zhang Luan with admiration.

Zhang Luan was dressed casually and wearing sneakers, but he exuded an aura of aristocratic majesty.

Behind him, Shirley and other wolf-eared girls followed heroically, while the burly Dusk Wolf was like a small mountain, holding the line, with its sharp fangs flashing coldly in the sun.

When these refugees heard that nobles were coming, they instinctively bowed their heads and retreated.

Especially after seeing the Dusk Wolf, those refugees who were looking for trouble were so scared that they shrank their necks and dared not breathe.

However, several of the refugees, although wearing tattered clothes, still stood up straight and looked at Zhang Luan provocatively.

Zhang Luan had seen this look before. It was not the look of a commoner, but more like the look of some aristocratic lackey.

He had seen this look at the city lord's dinner.

"Sir Knight!" The leading refugee bowed slightly, performing a standard aristocratic etiquette.

He raised his hand and spoke in a carefully practiced tone, "Before this village was destroyed by the demonized wild boar, it was where our ancestors lived for generations. You defeated the demonized wild boar and recaptured the village. We are very grateful to you, but you let our village be inhabited by these lowly slaves. This is an insult to us!"

"Yes! Why should we allow these slaves to live in our house!"

"We are the masters here!"

"Are these beast-eared people worthy of living in such a nice house?"

"They are not even human beings, why do they deserve such treatment!"

Immediately, responses came one after another from all around.

The whole scene seemed carefully choreographed, with everyone saying the appropriate lines at the appropriate times.

The tone and wording of the person's speech made him look more like a specially trained troublemaker than a refugee.

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhang Luan sneered, with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"It's simple, we want to live here and return to our homeland!" The leading refugee straightened his back and shouted loudly in a tone that was inconsistent with his identity as a refugee.

Although he was wearing tattered clothes, his arrogant temperament could not be concealed.

Zhang Luan did not respond immediately, but turned his gaze to the other man next to the refugee.

Although the man was also dressed in rags, there was a shrewd gleam in his eyes.

"Do you think so too?" Zhang Luan's voice remained calm, but the animal-eared women around him all felt the murderous intent hidden in their master's words.

The man immediately responded, "That's right, Sir Knight, we all agree! We've heard that how a noble treats his subjects and manages his fiefdom will affect his advancement to the rank of noble. I hope you will be a good lord!"

His words were flawless. On the surface, he was complimenting Zhang Luan, but in fact, he was secretly threatening him.

These words were obviously meant to remind Zhang Luan that if he dared to take action against these "commoners", his future career would probably be affected.

The air around them seemed to freeze. The beast-eared girls pricked up their ears nervously and clenched their weapons.

Twilight Wolf

Chapter 118

A low growl came from his throat, and a bloodthirsty light flashed in his golden pupils.

"Interesting! Interesting, I think what you said makes sense!" Zhang Luan suddenly smiled brightly, but this smile made everyone present feel a chill.

The next second, a silver-gleaming Desert Eagle appeared in his hand.

Without any warning, gunshots rang out on the construction site.

boom!

The bullet hit the refugee leader's forehead accurately, creating a bloody hole the size of a bowl in the back of his head.

Blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, staining his accomplices behind him with blood.

The refugees fell to the ground in an instant, and some even became incontinent, with dark stains on their pants.

They opened their mouths wide, but couldn't even scream. They could only watch their companions' bodies fall in a pool of blood.

"What kind of magic is this?!" The eloquent man looked at his companion's corpse, his face as pale as paper, cold sweat on his forehead, and his legs shaking uncontrollably.

Zhang Luan's lips curled into a sinister smile. The Desert Eagle in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight as he slowly aimed it at the opponent's brow. "Don't you know that I'm the only disciple of Senior Mage Alia? Did your master forget to tell you?"

When the cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, the man felt a chill running up his spine.

He had never seen such a strange "magic prop". The silver object with a metallic luster looked like the scythe of the god of death, which made the blood in his body freeze.

"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I'm from Deputy City Lord Grum's side. I just came here to return these refugees to you, Sir Knight, that's all..." The man knelt heavily on his knees, his forehead almost bleeding.

The composure he was so proud of was gone, replaced by naked fear.

The animal-eared girls around watched this scene, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

Especially Shirley, her silver-white tail swayed gently, and her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at her owner.

"So it's the Deputy City Lord!" Zhang Luan's tone suddenly softened. "Then I really don't dare to offend him. How many of you are his men? Stand up, everyone. Each of you will receive a silver coin. Then go back and tell the Deputy City Lord that he doesn't need to worry about my fiefdom anymore!"

When the man heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

He thought to himself, the title of deputy city lord is indeed very effective. Even this arrogant knight had to give him some face.

"Everyone, come out and thank the Knight!" The man waved to the crowd.

More than a dozen people came out from the frightened refugees one after another. Although their clothes were tattered, their behavior clearly showed signs of being well-trained.

The animal-eared girls around immediately recognized that all the people who had previously snatched food, pushed down the brick wall, and injured the deer designer were here.

This was indeed a carefully planned scheme.

These people lined up and stood in front of the cow girl Kamil.

Camille's chest rose and fell with her breathing. She took out silver coins from her purse, pouting, obviously very dissatisfied with these troublemakers. But she still followed her master's instructions and distributed the silver coins one by one.

Only Zhang Luan had a meaningful smile on his face.

Chapter 132 Simple and crude

"Are you sure that's all? There's no one else?" Zhang Luan's voice was still gentle.

"No, no, there are only us! Our Lord Knight is so magnanimous, we will always remember it!" The man's face was full of flattery, he kept nodding and bowing, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

His eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he was still feeling relieved that he had escaped.

"Well, let's go!" Zhang Luan waved his hand nonchalantly, as casually as if he was shooing away a few flies.

This group of people seemed to have been pardoned. At first they pretended to be calm as they walked, but as the distance between them widened, their pace became faster and faster.

In the end, they completely disregarded their image and just ran away. Their backs stretched out in the sunset, looking very messy.

It was not until they ran more than 200 meters and looked back to see that Zhang Luan's figure was only the size of a fingernail that these people slowed down a little and began to talk in low voices, as if they were glad to have escaped.

Lina walked over to Zhang Luan, her military uniform rustling in the evening breeze, her wolf ears swaying gently. "Master, are you really letting them go like this?" Her wolf tail twitched nervously from side to side, clearly harboring a grudge against these people.

Zhang Luan turned his head, a meaningful smile on his face. "How are your moving target shooting skills?"

Lina's eyes lit up instantly, like the brightest stars in the night sky. "I understand, Master. Leave it to us!"

She quickly assembled a team of elite wolf-eared girls, who lined up in unison and raised their weapons.

In the reflection of the setting sun, the gun barrel shone with a cold light.

Da da da! Da da da!

Intensive gunfire rang out on the silent construction site, and figures in the distance fell one after another, like wheat being cut down. Some people didn't even have time to scream before they fell to the ground forever.

Then, the huge figure of Dusk Wolf rushed out like a black lightning.

The golden eyes glowed faintly in the twilight, and the sharp fangs flashed coldly.

It opened its bloody mouth, picked up the corpses one by one, and began to feast on them.

Blood stained his fangs red and pieces of flesh stuck to his fur, but he didn't care.

After eating all the corpses, Dusk Wolf slowly ran back and spat out the silver coins and some deformed iron tools from between his teeth.

Lina picked up a bit of metal that had been bitten and twisted, and examined it carefully.

Judging from its shape, this should be the remains of a dagger.

"It seems that these guys are not only looking for trouble, but they may also make bigger moves at night!" Her eyes became serious.

"This guy Grum is targeting us, everyone should be careful. Lina, you and the elite troops should stay here permanently to prevent anyone from causing trouble!" There was a hint of coldness in Zhang Luan's voice, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Lina's wolf ears trembled slightly, and she asked with concern, "Okay, master, but what about you?" Her fluffy tail swayed restlessly, and she was obviously very worried about her master's safety.

Zhang Luan smiled confidently. "As Arya's apprentice, do you think anyone would dare to attack me directly? Because of the city lord's presence, Grum can only disgust me at best!"

Then, he turned to the slender Camille, her proud breasts rising and falling with her breathing. "Also, spread the word that someone has hidden iron weapons among the refugees and is planning to assassinate me!"

Camille was stunned at first, but then his eyes lit up and his tail wagged excitedly: "Okay, Master! You are so smart!"

She finally understood the subtlety of this strategy. It was like adding a layer of protection to herself, making Grumm afraid to act rashly.

"Then... what should we do with these refugees?" Lina asked, pointing at the refugees kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Among these people were old and young, men and women, and at this moment they were looking at Zhang Luan and his group with horror.

Zhang Luan glanced at the group and spoke coldly, "The Xiaolu tribe alone cannot be relied upon to build the building. These refugees are guilty, but their crimes do not deserve the death penalty. All the men will be taken as forced laborers, and the women will be examined one by one. Those who are virgins will be kept as maids and slaves. The rest will be used as logistics slaves!"

Upon hearing this plan, the refugees' faces varied: some were thankful to have saved their lives, while others looked ashen as if they were about to lose their freedom.

Especially the young and beautiful girls, they were trembling with fear and hugged each other tightly.