After the high-level warriors in the dragon tribe left, these middle and lower-level warriors were left unattended for the time being, as if they were wild horses, and their discipline was loose, but none of the benefits they should have were left behind, especially competing for food with civilians, Ye Fan's arrival made these warriors realize that their advantage over civilians was gradually shrinking, especially after civilians could also get food, the physical gap was further narrowed.

Ye Fan's dietary combination has gradually improved the physique of the civilians, especially after raising pheasants in captivity, eggs, a common ingredient in the city, can finally come to the table, but there is still a long way to go to achieve the goal of one egg per person, especially on the desert island, there are no incubators and professional technology, Ye Fan has no ability to let these pheasants lay eggs every day.

As the leader of these lower-level warriors, he has been advocating Ye Fan's threat to the tribe, and after today's morning exercise, everyone was ready to listen to Mao Mao's blow as always, "Everyone, don't you see that Ye Fan is ready to let those civilians replace us?

"Hahaha! Civilians should farm, hunt, and provide us with food, and the battlefield is not suitable for them!"

"That's it, no self-knowledge!"

"That Ye Fan, without our help, see how he deals with the Earth Tiger Tribe!"

Ye Fan was hiding aside at this time and listening to these lower-level warriors slandering him, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"How is it?Do you think that if you help the Dragon Tribe solve the food problem, these people will be grateful to you?" Rachel helped Ye Fan massage his shoulders with both hands, trying to make him relax, "Don't be angry, you can't do it to satisfy everyone!"

"Whew..."Ye Fan took a deep breath, and then walked straight to this group of lower-level soldiers, Rachel didn't have time to hold him, "Ye Fan, are you crazy? Find these people directly, it's very likely..."

Die?

Ye Fan wasn't afraid, he didn't know how many times he had been killed by Jinyiwei in his dreams, "Hey, I heard that you guys are discussing me?"

Mao Mao's body shook, after all, Ye Fan is a genuine Brahma God warrior, and his achievements are all real, not like he can only rely on lip service.

"You.. What are you doing here?" was frightened, thinking that Ye Fan was going to settle the account.

"I heard that you don't want to fight with me, right?" Ye Fan habitually wiped the embroidered spring knife at this time, "To tell you the truth, I don't want to be with you wine bags and rice bags! The old man of the Dihu tribe can deal with it himself! In addition, the sweet potatoes I grow are not provided to you! If you want to eat, go hunting by yourself!"

"You have no right to deprive us of our rations! we are the king's team!" Gu Mao directly moved out of the king to suppress Ye Fan, but he didn't know that the last general was an unattainable king for them, but in Ye Fan's place, if he didn't have anything to do with the end of the line, the end general would just be a brave savage in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't give you a piece of sweet potato, I will do what I say!" Ye Fan stuck the embroidered spring knife on the ground and looked at everyone indifferently, "If you can win against me, you can take as much food as you want, if you can't win, I will tear off my arms and legs casually, and you don't shout pain." ”

"Guy, we're fighting with him! so many people can still be bluffed by him?"

"That is, do you really think that you are the incarnation of the god Brahman?"

"If you say a word, we'll kill him!"

The root cause of the displeasure of the lower-level fighters against Ye Fan is that Ye Fan has destroyed their privileges, whether it is enjoying food or women, even the high-level warrior Guru was beaten by Ye Fan, not to mention these lower-level warriors, this is the collision of two cultures, Ye Fan thinks that everyone is equal, and when there is no fight, why let civilians serve these lower-level soldiers;

The hair is still entangled, if he wins the fight, or even kills Ye Fan by mistake, this is easy to say, anyway, the person is dead, It just proves that Ye Fan is not a Brahma warrior and a messenger of the world, the law does not blame the public, even if Ye Fan has a relationship with Wang Mei, it is impossible for the king to slaughter these lower-level warriors!

"Ye Fan, don't regret it!

"You kind of waste is only worthy of being addicted, come on, you giant babies, why am I Ye Fan afraid?"

Wipe the blade, and then unsheath, Ye Fan did not choose to wait for these lower-level soldiers to attack, he preemptively charged at more than a hundred people with one knife and one person!

Rachel was a little dumbfounded, this is the fearless chivalry! Her heart instantly collided with a deer, watching Ye Fan's back rush into the enemy formation, and she was even more worried about the other party.

Ye Fan's speed is very fast, for other senior warriors who block him, he didn't let the embroidered spring knife out of the sheath, once someone dies, the matter will be completely big, this is related to the life and death of the dragon tribe, Ye Fan's goal is only one Mao, since the law does not blame the public, then Ye Fan chooses to kill the first evil!

"You... Don't come here!" Mao Mao shouted, and then threw the people around him directly, trying to hinder Ye Fan's pace of advancement, and to the person who was pushed over by Mao Mao, Ye Fan gently turned sideways, and then the embroidered spring knife came out of the sheath, a little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!

Although Ye Fan didn't use a gun, the embroidered spring knife pulled up the sword light and sword shadow, and quickly forced the hair to retreat again and again, and the other lower-level soldiers directly used the stone spear to stab Ye Fan in a hurry!

"Huh!"

Ye Fan used his arm to clamp these people's spears under his armpit, and at this time there were already three or four people's spears in his hands, and then the embroidered spring knife split Huashan and cut off the spear, "That's all you can do, since you dare to spread rumors, I thought how strong your strength was, and it took a long time to rely on the number of people!"

Ye Fan cut off these people's weapons, but he didn't expect that the other party was still reluctant, and soon surrounded the hair and began to wait for an opportunity to fight back, "Won't you be sick, right? This guy didn't mean to support you at all just now, and you are still willing to mess with him?"

"Brother Mao represents our interests!"

"Why are you withholding our rations, asking for sweet potatoes and grain!"

"We're going to take this matter to the king, and we're going to have an explanation!"

Ye Fan almost laughed off his big teeth, "Are you too stupid, you are the one who makes the stumbling block behind your back, and now it is you who want people to talk! Are you really the king who has nothing to do? My embroidered spring knife can talk to you!"

He thought that Ye Fan would not move himself in the tribe, but he underestimated Ye Fan, originally he was a little afraid of wolves and tigers, and he was a parrot in the middle, but after experiencing the tempering of Jinyiwei, Ye Fan felt that his mind was clear.

In the city, everyone has to wear a mask, whether they want to or not, but on a desert island, who cares about your profession and your property?

Food on a desert island is wealth, which can make a beautiful woman willing to take off her own pair; this is also why the lower-level soldiers heard that Ye Fan was going to detain their sweet potatoes, and directly dared to do it, in their consciousness, Ye Fan moved their interests! But they didn't understand, without the king's permission, did Ye Fan really dare to move?

Rachel couldn't see what Ye Fan was talking about at this time, "This guy won't be hacked to death, right?

Rachel pulled the ** and pistol from her waist and rushed over, but she found that she couldn't get past the wall of low-level warriors.

"You guys are saving me! Isn't it time to call my brother usually?" Mao Mao was anxious at this time, Ye Fan had already ignored him getting closer and closer, and Mao Mao's approach was simple and rude, and he directly threw the subordinate soldiers who followed him at Ye Fan's body, it depends on whether Ye Fan will kill or not!

"Don't force me to do it, today I just want to kill this villain! Ruining the reputation of the Brahma God warriors and refusing to cooperate in battle, what can you still be brain-dead, am I fighting with the Yanhu tribe for myself?"

Ye Fan's scolding made many lower-level soldiers red-faced, and he was too tired to walk at this time, but Ye Fan was still close to him.

"Don't... Stop chasing... I took it, I really took it, okay?"