"Now, let me ask you, how much is the specific strength of the Qingfeng tribe, and what kind of characters are there. Ji Thief asked.

Ah He stubbornly did not bow his head: "You, don't want to know anything from me, I won't tell you." ”

Ji thief sighed: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Death, for primitive people, is undoubtedly a terrible thing.

So far, except for the hungry and crazy white bone refugees, Ji Thief has never seen a primitive person who would rather die than surrender.

They don't have the backbone, they don't have the guts.

"I, I won't betray the patriarch, you, do you think I'm with Ah Hu, a disgusting guy..."

Before he finished speaking, the thief slapped him and pulled it over.

Syllable.

A crisp voice rang out, and Ah He's face was swollen at that time.

Ji Thief rubbed his wrist and said coldly: "I hate two kinds of people the most, one is the people of the Qingfeng tribe, and the other is the people who scold me, unfortunately, you have taken up all of them, Ah Hu, bring my iron spear!"

Ah Hu was stunned: "Patriarch, I haven't asked for the news of his Qingfeng tribe yet." ”

"There are more than seventy captives, and I don't believe that everyone is as hard-mouthed as he is, and come here with my iron spear!"

Ah Hu will only suggest, and will not stop the thief's actions.

suggested, because this is his duty as the person in charge of Lihuo, and he will not stop it, because Ah Hu is a member of Ji Thief's clan.

Turned around and took the thief's iron spear, the thief held it in his hand, stepped forward and kicked Ah He on the ground, followed by a foot on his chest, the iron spear in his hand was straight to his throat, and the tip of the spear pierced his skin a little.

Feeling the severe pain, Ah He gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Seeing this, the thief slowly pushed forward the iron spear in his hand.

The speed was so slow that Ah He could even hear the obscure sound of an iron spear breaking through his flesh.

Little by little, it was like a hacksaw, sawing at his nerves.

No one dares to face their own death, and even if they do, it is a belief in their hearts that surpasses their fear of death.

Death can be said to be the most terrifying thing in the world.

Although there is a sense of pride and even pride in the Qingfeng tribe, Ah He still can't get rid of the fear of death.

Sweat was dripping down his forehead, and finally, Ah He couldn't help it, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Don't, don't, I say, I say !!"

When the thief heard this, he pulled out the iron spear, and the tip of the blood-dripping spear hung down on the tip of Ah He's nose and mouth, and said without any emotion: "You'd better not lie to me, otherwise, I will recognize you, but the iron spear in my hand will not recognize you." ”

Listening to the indifference in Ji Thief's tone, Ah He was taken aback: "No, don't dare, don't dare." ”

"Now, tell me how many people have come from the Qingfeng tribe. ”

Ah He shrunk his neck, only promised, and the thief with a low voice would not be able to hear.

"Three, three thousand five..."

Ji Thief frowned: "Didn't you eat!!?"

Ah Hu quietly leaned over and said in a low voice: "That patriarch, it seems that he really hasn't eaten, and he has been captivating him for two days, and he has been hungry for them." ”

Ji Thief: "···"

"Ahem, speak louder for me!" the thief turned his head and shouted.

Ah He snorted, he saw Ah Hu and Ji Thief whispering, just thought that he was slandering himself and saying bad things about himself, so he immediately didn't dare to disobey, and while scolding Ah Hu in his heart for not being a thing, he opened his voice and said: "Three thousand five !!"

The voice fell, and the thief fell silent.

Ah Hu was also silent.

As a person from the Qingfeng tribe, Ah Hu knew that the Qingfeng tribe had this strength, but three thousand five hundred people were dispatched at once, how to think, how to think that it was a bit much.

He secretly looked at the thief, but found that the thief was calm at this time, and there was no panic on his face.

In fact, how did Ah Hu know that the thief's heart at this time had already turned over the river.

Three thousand five, three thousand five of Nima.

Lao Tzu's combat power is only two hundred and thirty people, more than ten times the number of people who come and go.

Even if you add the combat power of the other eleven tribes and the White Bone Wasteland, all the combat power that you can take out is only about one thousand fourteen.

Damn, this is a fight against Nima.

Ji Thief was flustered, but he didn't make any panicked expression on his face.

Once upon a time, the thief was also a high-ranking person, and his joy and anger were invisible.

"You're lying. I hate people who lie, especially those who lie to me, so you have to die. ”

Ji Thief lowered his voice and said.

As he spoke, he once again pressed the iron spear against Ah He's throat.

This time, Ah He cried directly: "I, I didn't lie, I didn't lie, what I said is true, we really came so many people, really." ”

Ji Thief stopped his hand movements and stared at Ah He, who was snorting snot and tears pouring out.

He was observing, he was observing whether what Ah He said was true.

On Ah He's face, the thief saw only fear.

There are very few people who can lie in fear, especially when facing the threat of death.

What's more, the number Ah He said is not three thousand, not an integer like four thousand, but a more accurate number like three thousand and five.

If it was the former, then the thief would have suspected him of lying.

But what Ah He said was an accurate number of three thousand and a half, so the credibility of this statement is basically ten.

Removing the iron spear, the thief stared at him faintly: "I hope you are not deceiving me, otherwise my methods are beyond your imagination." ”

Ah He shook his head like a rattle: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Ji Thief stuck the iron spear upside down on the ground, hugged his arm and knocked on his temple, and only after a long time did he speak: "Tell me, who is here in the Qingfeng tribe this time." ”

Ah He looked embarrassed: "I, I can't remember the names of so many people." ”

Ji Thief: "···"

"I'm asking you this? I'm asking you how many of the main people in charge of the Qingfeng tribe are here?"

Ji Thief was also speechless, was what I said too difficult to understand? Or was this guy so stupid in the first place?

"Oh, yes, I know. Ah He breathed a sigh of relief, he really thought that the thief was going to tell the names of the three thousand five hundred people himself.

If that's the case, then it's easier to let the thief kill him.

"This time, our patriarch has moved almost all the leaders of the tribe here, there are probably more than sixty of them, and in addition, thirty-nine tribal patriarchs who have surrendered to us have also followed. Ah He looked at the thief weakly and said.

"Thirty-nine?" the thief frowned.

Ah He nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, thirty-nine, there are more than two thousand people who are their clansmen." ”

Ji Thief couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, and said in his heart that this Nima, how did people mix it?

How can you bring thirty-nine allies?

Ah He looked at the thief with a timid expression, not knowing what the thief was thinking.

Ah Hu next to him was also quite shocked, you must know that when he and Songtsan left, there were only twenty-three tribes under the hands of the Qingfeng tribe.

After deducting the time they took from the Qingfeng tribe to a large mountain range in the past six months, that is equivalent to saying that in half a year, the Qingfeng tribe conquered sixteen tribes?

Are you kidding.

"Very well, now tell me who these sixty or so leaders and thirty-nine patriarchs are. Ji Thief came back to his senses and let out a sigh of relief.

Ahhe: "···"

For half an hour, Ah He's mouth was dry, and he smacked his lips and looked at Ji Thief: "I, I've said everything, can you give me a sip of water to drink?"

Ji thief glanced at him: "The person who is going to die, what kind of water do you drink?"

With that, the thief turned around and left.

Ah He was stunned for a long time, and then he scolded: "Damn, you don't talk about credit, you bastard, our patriarch is here, and he will definitely kill you bastard!"

The thief didn't pay attention to him at all, turned around and went out.

Seeing this, Ah Hu stepped forward and stomped on Ah He's mouth, kicking his front teeth into his stomach with the second half of the sentence, and then hurriedly followed the thief out.

He caught up with the thief and lowered his voice, "Patriarch, do you want me to kill him?"

Ji Thief stretched and looked back and smiled: "Kill, what are you killing, what is that girl's feelings for his cousin?"