"Okay." Yao Fei scratched his scalp in embarrassment: "If I cripple you, you won't hate me, right?"

"Haha" Peng Tuan was even more convinced at this time that Yao Fei had not recovered his strength, otherwise he would not be so verbose: "Then count me unlucky, don't worry, my prestige of the big mudra is not so careful"

"Okay, you brought it on yourself"

"Master"

"Don't worry" Peng Tuan waved his hand impatiently: "This kid is bluffing here"

"But" Meng Hai has dealt with more than Peng Tuan, so he knows the young man in front of him better, if he is not completely sure, how can he boast about Haikou like this

was entangled by Zhao Yongkang and others, and couldn't get out. By the time I went to see it again, it was too late

Like a kite with a broken string, Pentuan went from the ground to the air, and then from the air to the ground, a perfect parabola, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

"Master"

"You" Peng Tuan didn't finish speaking, he felt an unspeakable pain in his lower abdomen, which spread all over his body, and he couldn't speak.

"Where to go" Meng Hai stepped forward, his right hand went straight to Yao Fei's shoulder, Yao Fei smiled slightly, his feet were axes, and his body was bent to an incredible angle, dodging the blow.

"Your strength is back"

"Haha, guess"

Yao Fei was about to turn around and leave again, how could Meng Hai let him go like this, it was another arrow step to catch up with Yao Fei.

"Hey, just like your master, dead-eyed"

Punch to fist, the two of them just punched each other so solidly.

"Good strength"

The two replied in unison.

And in this hard encounter, Meng Hai also determined one thing: this kid really doesn't have any internal strength in his body, but his strength is surprisingly unreasonable.

"Why are you so good at your foreign family?"

"I don't understand it to you, but I still advise you, take care of your master first, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for a while, and he will die here again."

Meng Hai glanced back at his master, his eyes were not open, and his life and death were uncertain.

From the punch that the two of them just faced, Meng Hai had reason to believe that the master could really be killed by Yao Fei with a palm when he was defenseless

It's just that at this moment, Yao Feiren is gone.

Meng Hai looked into the distance, thoughtfully, raised his legs, but finally didn't catch up.

Zhao Yongkang also took the opportunity to escape.

"Young master, let them go like this"

"Haha, the tiger is scared because it's conservative, but if you get an inch, they'll twist it up."

Lin Feng and the three of them glanced at each other, a little puzzled.

"Anyway, it's all over, let's go, let's go back and celebrate, and then let's go home"

Yao Fei has already planned, since the old man here has no way to restore his strength, then go back, maybe when he returns home, there will be a good way.

After going back, the old man didn't ask Yao Fei, just nodded slightly, and then stopped talking.

When Yao Fei said that he was going back to China, the old man just said a good word, and there was no follow-up.

Dinner was made as usual, and the old man began to feast as usual: "Go and see Black Satsuma, as far as I know, it seems that they are in trouble." ”

"I see, I'll take care of it."

There was nothing to say all night, and for the sake of safety, when Yao Fei went down the mountain, he took Lin Feng and the three of them on a long detour, and finally came to the Black Satsuma tribe.

After the last big war, Black Satsuma lacked personnel and decreased productivity, which was no longer the style that Yao Fei saw at that time.

But fortunately, the basic staffing is quite perfect. Lelu, Baraam, the Four Elders, and John are still alive.

As soon as they arrived, someone went to inform the saint and the others.

After a while, Lailu and the others had already come over.

Before Yao Fei could speak, several people knelt down in unison

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Grace is above, please accept our worship"

Balang took the lead in speaking, and without waiting for Yao Fei's reaction after speaking, he sturdily buckled his head three times.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you doing?"

Balang and the others got up: "You are our Engong, if it weren't for Engong and you came to the rescue this time, then Heisatsuma, a tribe that has been inherited for a hundred years, will be destroyed in our generation, if this is really the case, how can I go down and explain to the ancestors and ancestors."

"Grandpa Balang, it's too polite for you to say this, at that time, my strength was also given by you Black Satsuma, and after all, my strength was taken from you and used for you. Let's not talk about thanks. ”

"Okay, Engong, please inside, let's sit down and talk slowly."

Several people entered the inner room and sat down one after another.

They have their own people serving tea and sending refined pastries.

"Oh, yes." After drinking two cups of tea, Yao Fei suddenly thought of the purpose of this trip: "The Purple Rose Tribe didn't bother you, right?"

"Hey." When Balang heard this, he sighed heavily, looking worried.

"What's wrong?"

"This" Balang looked at Lin Feng and the three of them behind Yao Fei, a little hesitant.

"They're my men, you can trust them, but it's okay to say them."

"Well, that guy from Bulvito is notoriously cautious, don't you think, he suffered such a big loss this time, and almost lost his life here, do you think he will be so willingly silent?"

"That"

"Well, what Purple Rose said has hurt a lot of people, just like us. But after all, their tribe is strong and prosperous. In addition, Bourvito's injuries are not serious, so in the past few months, they have also frequently attacked and harassed our tribe, robbed us of our goods, robbed our labor, and even openly plundered resources in our territory."

"Actually, I should have expected that I should have killed that Bourvito with a hard breath at that time, and now there is no such mess."

Balang and the four elders glanced at each other, and then said: "But fortunately, although the Purple Rose Tribe is eyeing us and making small moves, first, I am afraid of Engong's strength, and Bulvito does not dare to attack rashly, and second, although Bulvito's injury is not serious, but after all, he is injured, and it will take a while to recover from his injury, so there is no big move." ”

"I know, but if he's healed and you know I'm out of here, will you Black Satsuma tribe still be able to withstand his next round of attacks?"

There is no sound in the room, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, in fact, it is already self-evident in my heart.

"Nope."

"So I came up with a good way to keep your tribe safe once and for all"