Chapter 167: Divine Stick Potential
"What's wrong?" Xu Nuo, who had just taken a nap, found that Mannoniro's driving skills were really bad, and he almost fell off the chair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info knew that this was the case, and he shouldn't have been lazy to let him open it.
"Nuo God, calm your anger. It was the Tuca people who stood in our way, and they had a feud with us Manu. "Manunillo regretted that he didn't bring a gun, otherwise he would have been forced to stop by a few bows?
Xu Nuo stood up and glanced at it, only to see a few black people who were as black as coal, with many white lines on their bodies. In their hands, each of them had an ancient bow, aimed at themselves.
"Manu bastard, you trespassed on our territory, get out of here." One of the Tuca, led by the Tuca, lowered his bow and pointed at Manunillo and cursed.
"I am escorting the gods to our tribe, and I do not intend to intrude into your territory. If you want to start a war, I will go back to the tribe and inform my father. Manunillo jumped out of the car and replied without flinching.
Of course, he can't be allowed to show weakness, otherwise wouldn't he be despised by the gods?
Moreover, in the Dinka custom, war is at least a family unit, and in the case of Manuniro, the most is expulsion.
"Get in the car, don't talk nonsense with them." shot out a few steel balls and knocked down the old bows that didn't have much lethality for those people, and Xu Nuo, who was a little angry when he got up, snorted coldly.
"Honor, great God." Manuniro didn't dare to hesitate, quickly returned to the car, and rushed out directly.
A few hunters from the Tuka tribe covered their injured hands, stared at the car that left the dust all the way, gritted their teeth, and said, "The mongrels of the Manu tribe are blatantly using firearms in violation of the new agreement, hurry back to the tribe and tell the chief." ā
The small episode did not have any impact on Xu Nuo.
All the way north, the heat wave rolls in.
When a jeep drove into the primitive tribe that had built tents with cowhide tents, Guo Jia stretched his waist, and his eyes showed a hint of nostalgia: "It's really a place that makes people feel emotional, I like it here more than the city." ā
Primitive, desolate, backward, and without even electricity, Xu Nuo really has no interest.
Although there are often merchants in the tribe who drive cars, it still attracts people from the tribe, especially those children, to chase after the car.
When Manunillo parked his car outside his father's 'house', his father was already waiting there with a few warriors and elders from the tribe.
But what they didn't expect was that this time it was not the merchant who came, but the half-blood son of the chief, the son who was almost expelled from the tribe.
"My Nile, you're finally back." Manupande still liked his youngest son very much, and he missed him very much after not seeing him for a few years, so he stretched out his hand to Manuillo, which was the etiquette of their tribe.
"Yes, my father, I will not leave again, stay in the tribe to help everyone." Manuniro replied with a courtesy and whispered in his father's ear.
At this time, the people around him were observing Xu Nuo.
The snow-white monkey squatting on the shoulders of a yellow-skinned man is a very strange thing and very eye-catching.
Moreover, for the tribe, only a few people have seen yellow-skinned people, and others do not know that there are yellow-skinned people in this world.
"No, this is my father." Manunillo knelt down on one knee, pointed to his father, and introduced him.
"No, you say he's a god?" A black man, who was more than two meters tall, stood up and laughed out loud.
"Dwarf Nilo, you don't think Asians are all gods, do you?" With his height, it is true that Manunillo can be considered short, but to call it so in the tribe is a contempt and extremely disrespectful.
"Really?" Xu Nuo sneered, and immediately turned into the person who laughed at Manuniro.
The instantaneous change frightened everyone around and knelt down one after another.
Miracles, this is an absolute miracle.
But that's not enough.
Xu Nuo stretched out his palm, and a purple light hit the black man.
In an instant, he received an electric shock.
Palm thunder, this Xu Nuo has always thought that it is a chicken rib's ability, but at this time, it is a powerful proof to show that he is a god.
"This is the punishment for your blasphemy, if you look at me like this again, you will definitely regret coming to this world." Xu Nuo waved his big hand, sat on the hood of the jeep, and watched the black people kneel down and fall to the ground.
"I didn't expect Brother Nuo to have the potential to be a god, not to mention these uncivilized blacks, even in Huaxia, there will be many people who believe that you are a god."
"The true God is above, Nihe has no intention of blaspheming the gods, please forgive him for his unreasonableness." Manupande raised his head cautiously, glanced at Xu Nuo, who had changed into a different look, and risked his life to intercede for his eldest son.
"For your foolishness' sake, I can forgive him. The price is that the position of chief will be given to Nile in the future, which is the will of this god and the fate of your tribe. Xu Nuo felt that he was about to commit embarrassment, and he didn't know why Guo Jia would make such a second-class line, which was not like his style at all.
These words, if Ye Xiaobei said them, Xu Nuo would believe them 100%.
"This ......"
"Why, you dare to question the decision of this god?" Another palm lightning struck out, and the Manuni River lay down again, this time screaming louder.
"Don't dare." Manupan lowered his body, trembling. Not only him, but those who knelt down felt a terrifying aura envelop them, making them unable to move.
It's just that this aura was not caused by Xu Nuo, but made by Guo Jia.
"Okay, get up, this god is in a good mood today, and I am willing to help you witness the birth of a new chief." The reason why such a swift measure was used was that they could not calm down and doubt the authenticity of the 'gods' and ask questions.
Although killing people is the best way, Xu Nuo is not a murderer, even if he has a different skin color, even if they are backward.
But you can't help but think of them as human beings.
"Is that okay?" Bai Yue couldn't believe that she had seen everything, these people were too easy to deceive, so they believed that Xu Nuo was a god?
"I don't think it's that simple, you see Brother Nuo's palm thunder, and Brother Guo's evil spirit, can people do it? And they have a tradition here, and even a stone feels spiritual, let alone an existence like Nogo. In Ye Xiaobei's heart, he regarded Xu Nuo as a normal person.
Normal people, will there be palm thunder, do you have the strength of the dragon?
He's just like Superman now, at least in this tribe, it's easy to kill ten in and ten out.
(To be continued.) )