Regardless of whether it is slaughtered or not, and no matter what the final price is, Xing Xiaotian is still ready to complete his after-sales service!

To be precise, these baseball bats he brought are all semi-finished products, and they still need to be processed a little!

Under the incomprehensible gaze of a kobold, Xing Xiaotianjing used his Boi war knife to cut off a long piece of iron wire on the eighth-wire ring, and then wound it around the top of the baseball bat, and for each one he put a ten-centimeter-long steel nail between the two wires, layer upon layer, and it didn't take long to fix more than a dozen steel nails, and then pick up this baseball bat It was completely different, the heavy top increased its striking power, and the hideous nail forest increased its destructive power, it was simply a murder weapon.

If the greed in the eyes of these kobolds when they see the baseball bat, then when they look at this "nail stick" again, their eyes can no longer be pulled out.

Before all the kobolds could react, the black-haired chief yelled, "It's mine, no one is allowed to rob me!" With that, he snatched the nail stick in Xing Xiaotian's hand, staring at the newly baked weapon and smirking.

From the expression of the black-haired chieftain, Xing Xiaotian already had a premonition that it would be difficult for him not to make a lot of money this time!

It is no exaggeration to say that the goods he brought on this trip have been accumulated by the Black Rock Tribe for hundreds of years, and they are also the most urgent needs of the Black Rock Tribe, especially the fifty aluminum alloy baseball bats that make the strength of the Black Rock Tribe soar sharply.

The black-haired chieftain who was ecstatic in his heart strode into the tribe with Xing Xiaotian in his heart, saying that he would have another bonfire party.

Except for bonfires or bonfires, don't kobolds have any other entertainment?

Afterwards, Xing Xiaotian learned that there was really not, even if it was a bonfire party that annoyed him, it was not just a bonfire party, it had to be a festive festival, or a distinguished guest from the tribe could hold a bonfire party.

With these two transactions, Xing Xiaotian has become a well-deserved guest of the Black Rock Tribe.

Bags of rice were removed, mineral water was unloaded buckets by buckets, aluminum alloy baseball bats were looted by these kobolds, and refined salt was hidden in his "palace" by the black-haired chieftain.

He didn't believe that with the elm head of a kobold, he could still know how to pay his debts!

Either the doghead gold taken last time is already the last piece of gold of the Black Rock Tribe, or it's not yet time, there is no way, wait!

No matter what Xing Xiaotian thinks in his heart, the bonfire party is still held as usual, the only thing that is gratifying is that Xing Xiaotian has already prepared, and he is fed up with kobold food, so he specially prepared a roast chicken this time, as well as a bottle of Red Star Erguotou.

However, Xing Xiaotian seems to have forgotten one thing, that is, the dog's nose is very smart, and the kobold's nose is also very smart, when he tore the roast chicken, there was a sound of swallowing saliva around him one after another, looking at the dozens of pairs of green eyes, Xing Xiaotian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that he has to be hungry again this time.

But...... Why are you eating and I watching?

You just can't be polite with these kobolds, if you're polite, they're really welcome!

In order to satisfy his appetite, Xing Xiaotian took the relentless step to tear off two chicken thighs, one for himself, and stuffed one for the black-haired chieftain, and then threw the roast chicken into the crowd and let them snatch it.

Although the dough is delicious, the roast chicken is obviously more in line with the appetite of the black-haired chieftain, this thing didn't even spit out the bones, and swallowed a chicken thigh in a few bites, and then watched Xing Xiaotian swallow slowly and drink two sips of wine from time to time.

A round of ice moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by kobolds vying, the warm bonfire in front of him, wine, meat, and friends, at this moment, Xing Xiaotian was really a little drunk, to be precise, a little too drunk!

He also seemed to forget about the mess on the kobold, hugged the shoulder of the black-haired chieftain and shouted: "Deep feelings, a mouthful, dry!" ”

After speaking, it doesn't matter whether the black-haired chief is willing or not, he picks up the second pot head and pours it into his mouth, or how to say that the kobold is an elm head, at this time, there is a sentence that echoes in the black-haired chief's mind: The feelings are deep and boring, for the friendship of our tribe and "heaven", I have to drink this bottle of wine even if I say anything.

Nearly half a catty of 56 degrees of red star two pot head was poured into the mouth of the black-haired chieftain, Xing Xiaotian's wine may be a little inappropriate, but compared with the black-haired chieftain's wine, it is as peaceful as the little white dove on the olive branch.

I saw the black-haired chief shaking his head and turning around a few times, his crimson eyes were bloodshot, and without any warning, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled, which not only frightened Xing Xiaotian, but also made the entire camp completely quiet.

The black-haired chief smashed his chest with a huge fist, spewing wine in his mouth, and shouted to his clansmen in a debauched manner: "My people, are you happy today? ”

"Happy!"

"Is it the happiest day of my life?"

"Yes!"

Every time the black-haired chief asked, the kobolds below replied in unison, and the matter was still within the controllable range, even Xing Xiaotian didn't care much about the black-haired chieftain's words, but what he didn't expect was that the black-haired chieftain's words suddenly changed, and he asked all the clansmen viciously: "Since everyone is so happy, then how do you say that we can thank our friend "Tian", there is a group of nasty goblins fifty miles away from our camp, and they occupy the favorite yellow metal mine of "Tian", Shall we go and snatch it up and give it to "Heaven"? ”

"Good~~~Good~~~Good~~~~"

"You lazy dogs, take your weapons, we're at war!!!"

"Whew~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

What and what to go to war?

A bean-sized cold sweat instantly covered Xing Xiaotian's whole body, and the night breeze blew, which was cold, and at the same time, Xing Xiaotian completely woke up from drunkenness.

Looking at the crazy black-haired chief beside him, Xing Xiaotian couldn't wait to slap himself twice, did you say that you had nothing to do with him? Then again, who knew his wine was so bad?

No matter how much Xing Xiaotian tried to dissuade him, he couldn't make the black-haired chief take back his life, in his words: "The kobold's words are as strong as a wooden stick, and if you say that if you attack the goblin, you have to attack the goblin!" ”

This is not the worst, the worst thing is that the black-haired chief has to take Xing Xiaotian with him, saying that real friends have to bathe in blood together.

Big brother, I'm here to do business, not to fight~~~

However, no matter how Xing Xiaotian wailed, he couldn't change the situation of Zhan, so he was carried by four kobolds and ran into the night.

The endurance of these dogs' brains is good, and they don't even stop for fifty miles, and they all run in one go!

By the cold moonlight, Xing Xiaotian saw a panicked camp, although the kobold's camp was dilapidated, it still had the appearance of a camp, while the goblin's camp was like a destroyed construction site, full of ravines and ravines, full of potholes, in the face of the night attack of the kobolds, these green-skinned gnomes did not flinch at all, they crawled out of the crypt one after another, and gathered into a large group in the blink of an eye.

There is a proverb in the gravel wasteland: goblins have a lot of guts, and if there are enough of them, they will even dare to slay dragons!

In the face of these green-skinned rats, Xing Xiaotian only felt a burst of scalp numbness, and there were no less than five hundred goblins gathered now, and he was only forty or fifty kobolds, just this~ can't remove the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Can you really win?

"Whew~~~"

In a loud howl, the black-haired chief pulled his hand forward, and the excited kobold warriors rushed to the goblin army in front of him like a flood that had dug an embankment.

Like red-hot iron nails nailed into cheese, as soon as the two sides first came into contact, the kobold warriors dug deep into the goblin army, blood splattered, howls sounded, clashing, fighting, and the sound was endless.

Is this the real war?

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