"If no one has hunted, then the number of prey hunted will be the best."

The rich second generation naturally had no objection.

Afterwards, the group went up the mountain under the protection of more than a dozen guards.

Because these rich second-generations have gone to the mountains to hunt many times, they are naturally familiar with each other, and some of them have worked together to expand their results.

In contrast, Wei Nanfeng was alone, and the weak Qiao Bingyan was followed by him.

Xia Ruoxue has been controlling her emotions, neither lukewarm nor hot, and Shen Xinyu doesn't want to follow her. After all, this is the husband of her best friend, and she doesn't want to be so mean.

One hour later.

Most of the rich second generations have gained a good harvest! Only Wei Nanfeng has nothing in his hands.

"Mr. Wei, it seems that you have a time when you are in poverty."

Yu Zhiming sarcastically said.

Wei Nanfeng ignored it either.

"Mr. Wei, this hunting is quite fun, but I'm dragging you down!"
Chapter completed!