Under the leadership of Wu Han, Han Ping entered the Wu tribe all the way, and the patrols along the way all cast curious glances at Han Ping.

Han Ping looked at his own appearance, and could only smile awkwardly, following Wu Han all the way, looking east and west from time to time, hoping to find some clues.

Wu Wei and the shrewd old man's grandson walked by themselves, both of them had their own thoughts, Wu Wei was thinking about how to kill Han Ping, and the shrewd old man was thinking about why his men didn't listen to his orders?

The population of the Wu tribe is less than two hundred, but it covers a wide area, which greatly increases the difficulty of Hanping's search, look at where they live, as well as the weapons in their hands, etc., there is still a certain gap with the Hanbing tribe, at this time, Hanping recognized the words of the old patriarch before his death.

The key to determining the strength of a tribe is the population of the tribe and the number of warriors. A larger tribal population can speed up the reproduction rate of the population and increase the hope of survival, and only when there are more warriors can hunt and defend the tribe......

After all, the Southern Regions is a tribal crisscross, still in the primitive slash-and-burn period. The war here is originally a war of hand-to-hand combat, fighting for numbers, and this is a world where the law of the jungle eats the strong.

Thinking of this, Hanping looked up at the bright moon in the snowy night, and let the snowflakes hit his face one by one: Grandpa Bing, are you doing there?

"Huh?" Han Ping, who was still remembering the old patriarch, suddenly frowned, and snorted coldly, just now, he was locked by a force, it seemed that the martial artist had discovered him, so Han Ping quickly searched to find out where that spiritual sense was.

Looking at Hanping's strange reaction, the guards looked disgusted, could this thing be a psychopath?

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?" Wu Han quickly asked with concern.

"Oh, it's nothing, may I ask if there is anyone from the tribe recently, especially tonight. Hanping asked.

"I've been patrolling, and no one has come to ask about the Wu tribe," Wu Han replied, but after thinking about it, he quickly said, "Except for you, little brother, hahaha" He almost said that Han Ping was not human.

"It's okay, it's okay, thank you, Brother Wu. Hanping hugged his fists and continued to chat with Wu Han and slowly entertained the guests to the tribe.

Watching a few people drift away, Wu Wei had a gloomy face, thinking about things in his heart, he walked into his home, opened the stone door, and was greeted by a bright big knife, which was directly on his neck.

"Ahh

"Shut up Lao Tzu, otherwise" the man with the big knife threatened, so the knife edge was approaching.

"Yes, yes, this, this uncle, I, I, I am obedient, I am obedient. Wu Wei immediately expressed his position, looking at the other party who was covered in blood and had a messy breath, he was already shocked to the point of incoherence.

The man with the big knife snorted coldly: "Close the door, hurry." After that, he didn't forget to move the big knife in his hand.

"Yes, yes" Wu Wei dared to resist, hurriedly complied, closed the stone door, and looked at the knife-wielding man covered in blood with a confused expression, he continued: "Big brother, what else do you have to order, you say." ”

"I ask, you answer, if you lie to me, I will kill you. The big man with the knife said in a low voice, but he saw a huge scar on his body that was particularly eye-catching, if Han Ping could recognize the other party at a glance, this is the bandit leader of the seventh branch of the Luoyang Alliance: Seventh Brother.

"Yes, yes, big brother, even if you ask, I must know everything and say everything. Wu Wei seemed to see the hope of life, and hurriedly promised.

"Who is that person?" asked the seventh brother, who felt that the other party was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Master, I don't know about this. Wu Wei said helplessly, he didn't know the other party's message at all.

"Hmm!" Seventh Brother frowned, and a murderous aura was released in his eyes.

"Don't don't, uncle, we also found him outside the tribe, he was dressed in tatters, and he didn't look rich. Wu Wei looked at the angry seventh brother, and directly staggered to his knees, kowtowing while talking.

"Spare me, uncle, I really don't know who he is, spare my life, woo~" The voice was full of grievances, which made the bandit leader Seventh Brother upset for a while.

Dong only heard the sound of flesh colliding with the wall, only to see the seventh brother shoot Wu Wei on the wall with one kick, and his mouth was chattering: "His grandmother's, noisy, are you a? ”

Dizzy, the starry Wu stumbled up, and then knelt on the ground again, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, judging from the strength of the other party just now, this bastard must be a martial artist, thinking of the martial artist, he was afraid, if he knew that he had been sneering, Han Ping, who looked down on him, was also a martial artist, and he was also a young martial artist, it was estimated that his heart was ......

Brother Qi looked at Wu Wei who was lying on the ground, and then looked at the young man who was getting farther and farther away, and thought quickly in his heart: Now that Wei Shou dog thing has fallen into the well, killing himself, and there is a young man who makes him afraid, what should I do?

He thought quietly, looking into the distance, Wu Wei, who was lying on the ground, was already sweating profusely, and his crotch was already damp, and suddenly, the stone door outside was pushed open, and then a shrewd old man walked in.

"His grandmother's, this little thing still doesn't make food for Lao Tzu, I'll go and see if the old man can't clean you up." He scolded as he walked, and he wanted to vent his anger at this moment.

It's a pity that when he pushed open the stone door, he was still greeted by a bright big knife, directly on his neck.

"His grandmother is a bear, little thing, you want to fucking rebel? want to threaten Lao Tzu with a big knife, do you think that if you take me down, the position of patriarch is yours? You are really whimsical, don't you get out of here!" The shrewd old man roared with tears in his eyes.

But what answered him was a slap on the back of a knife, which directly slammed him against the wall, and the sound of "bang" came from the stone house again.

Looking at the shrewd old man sticking to the stone wall, Wu Wei gasped: "You old thing, you deserve it!" It seems that Wu Wei is usually not cleaned up by the old man.

After a while, the shrewd old man finally came back to his senses, he looked at Wu Wei lying on the ground in a daze, and saw a strong man with a big knife covered in blood and a fierce light in his eyes, and immediately understood what was happening.

"This hero, it's an old man, I don't know Taishan, I have offended my lord, and I ask you to raise your noble hand!" he said, kowtowing and begging for mercy, the opposite of his arrogant appearance outside.

On his back, a huge knife back mark was clearly visible, and I don't know if his old bones can hold up.

Looking at the grandfather and grandson who were kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, the seventh brother would definitely solve it with one knife in normal times, but now it is different, and when he heard the shrewd old man say that he would change the patriarch, he suddenly had a plan in his heart.