Locke hurriedly pushed a few people away, looking at the thin man lying in a pool of blood on the ground, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, and large patches of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, one by one fist-sized holes, piercing his heart.

It is worth noting that even though he is dead, his hand is tightly clasped on a large piece of meat.

Locke's two pupils instantly turned blood-red.

A clansman next to him hurriedly said with a crying voice: "Chief, they directly robbed things this time, and he was killed by them when he was protecting us!" ”

Locke's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he glared at the group and shouted, "You ......"

The group of people was very fearless, as if the corpses on the ground had nothing to do with them.

The leader said mockingly: "Did you see it, you should have returned the things to us early, otherwise how could people die!" ”

Locke's teeth clenched, his fists clenched, his nails sinking deep into his flesh.

He really wanted to go up and talk about the rampant man's neck biting, but when he thought of the other party's population of 120 people, he immediately let go of the ball, and his clenched fist loosened weakly.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Locke tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, because he knew that his angry appearance was exactly what they wanted to see.

The man didn't expect him to be able to maintain such calm, and after being slightly surprised, he didn't plan to answer his question just now, so he snorted coldly and said, "Think about it yourself, let's go first!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted his feet and walked away.

At this moment, another voice sounded: "I want to go, you think too well, right?" ”

The person who spoke was none other than the Black Instructor.

When Locke heard the voice of the black instructor, he instantly woke up - isn't there the Xingyue tribe behind him?

That's a lot of yarn!

Thinking of it once, his face suddenly sank, revealing a murderous aura from afar.

"You...... What do you want to do? ”

The population of the Big Tree Tribe is very small, and that person has been here a few times, and he remembers the faces of the Big Tree Tribe almost as well, but he has never seen the face of the Black Instructor.

The temperament of the black instructor who has been on the battlefield and killed the enemy is also the reason why the person feels afraid.

The black instructor didn't speak, just turned his gaze to Locke.

Locke waved his hand at the six people in armor and said, "Arrest them!" ”

The six were still afraid of these people, but they did not dare to disobey the chief's orders, so they had to surround them.

The man took out the stone spear, he had never seen what these people were wearing, and he did not know the use of these things, and after he showed fear for a moment, he was instantly full of confidence.

"What do you want to do? There are 120 people in our tribe, but this kind of small tribe is not easy to mess with! ”

As soon as these words landed, the six clansmen who were approaching them immediately stopped.

They can easily crush the population of the Big Tree Tribe, which is the source of his confidence.

In this way, Locke could only swallow his anger and sacrifice one person in vain to ensure that everything was complete.

But now, the situation is completely different!

"Leave him alone, get them up for me!"

The six had no choice but to move forward again.

The man snorted coldly and said, "It seems that you have to kill one of you before you feel stopped!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his stone spear and stabbed it with all his strength at the man closest to him, and stabbed him in the chest.

It all happened so quickly that the crowd had time to let out a single exclamation and watch as the spear slammed into the man's chest.

However, there was a sound of "bell" at the scene, and there was no bloody scene.

The man felt that his mouth was numb, and he almost missed the shaft of the spear, but when he looked at his spearhead, he was surprised to find that his dock had turned into white powder.

The man who had been stabbed with a stone spear found him standing there steadily.

"Bang dang!"

The man slipped from his bare spear shaft and fell to the ground, his brain blank.

The person who was stabbed was in a cold sweat, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he didn't miss a single part of his body, and he immediately became excited.

He hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, this thing will protect us, you see I'm fine!" ”

The six of them were immediately full of confidence, and they had no other scruples, so they rushed up and rushed forward.

Seeing this, this group of people still had the arrogance just now, and they scattered one after another.

Now there was no need for Locke's orders, the grief-stricken and angry Great Tree tribesmen surrounded them, and now they put on their wings, and there was nowhere to escape.

Locke, who had tied the group of people to a sturdy knot and red eyes, walked up to the man, and without saying a word, raised one foot and kicked him hard.

He scolded as he stepped on it, but there was no trace of tenderness in his strength, and the clansmen heard the sound of bone cracking several times.

He fought until he lost his strength, and then he took a copper spear from among the six, and the cold feeling of metal made him sober up instantly.

As long as he stabs this spear into the man's heart, the beams of the Big Tree Tribe and your tribe will be broken.

And that tribe, with a population of 120 people, was completely incomparable to his small tribe.

"Our tribe...... The tribe won't let you go! You ...... These ...... man, though he had broken several bones, was still scolding.

Seeing the spear in Locke's hand, his scolding stopped abruptly, and he stammered and exclaimed, "You...... You...... What do you want to do, I ...... I tell you, I don't want your tribe to be destroyed...... If you extinguish it......"

He exhaled deeply, looking at the man lying on the ground in his arms holding the food that belonged to the Big Tree Tribe, looking at the pair of empty eyes that he couldn't stare, and looking at his familiar face covered with blood, Locke's heart couldn't help but sink.

Eventually, he raised his spear high and swung it at the man's heart.

"Poof!"

The sharp tip of the spear cut through the man's skin, stabbed him in the ribs, and pierced his heart.

The man looked at his chest in disbelief, he originally thought that this small tribe was bold and would arrest them at most, but what he never expected was that they actually stabbed themselves.

He felt his throat sweet, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then convulsed for a while, sliding into the dark abyss.

"Good!" When the clansmen of the Big Tree Tribe saw that gorgeous blood flower, they immediately boiled all over.

To be continued

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