My sudden hijacking almost instantly defeated the "God of War" in their mouths, and everyone looked at me with wide eyes and stunned.

The bastard had his hands on his neck, his face flushed, and he tried to breathe, but the blow to his throat would not be able to breathe for a while, so he looked like he was trying to breathe as hard as he could, but there was very little air to get into. He was starved of oxygen, and he could only become my captive, and I knocked off his hands covering his neck, so that the weakest part of his neck was completely exposed to my hands.

"Tell your sacrifice!"

I raised my spear and pointed it at the astonished barbarians. For the sake of insurance, after all, I was afraid that this guy would slow down and fight back while I wasn't paying attention. I stepped forward with my left arm and tightened my grip on his neck, keeping him from moving. This guy gasped and snorted, trying to break free from my hands several times, but his physical qualities were there, and even if he resisted the unbearable pain of ordinary people, he could not break free from my hands.

"Let your sacrifice come out and heal my companions, or I will kill this beast!" Come on! Translation! ”

I reprimanded the interpreter as if I were a slave, who was so imposing just now, and he was now hunched his neck like a slave. humbly prayed to me, for fear that I would hurt the "god of war" in my hand. It wasn't just him, but even the group of bastards behind me hurriedly waved at me, and the heartless blind girls covered their mouths in surprise and hid behind the man. It was as if I was holding a person at my fingertips, but a supernatural thing capable of killing all of us here.

Look, look at his useless look!

I couldn't help but shake my head in my heart, secretly sighing that thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, thinking about it, I felt more and more that this rotten foot boy in my hand must be a fat pig.

"Ha, I thought you could be so spirited all the time!"

I taunted all of them in turn, laughing as if I had lost my mind, as if they had laughed at me. I think they don't dare to take a breath even if they are full of laughter now!

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Now the translator's sluggishness made me very unhappy, and I questioned him sharply, and he stood there with his eyes fixed on the "god of war" in my hand. This is a strange person, I can't understand why this decrepit boy who wants to die is so attractive? I looked at his face, well, there really wasn't much else to say except that he was suffocated, anyway, he wasn't handsome enough for me!

Phew, where do I want to go! Seeing that the interpreter did not listen to my flower and did not move, I took advantage of the situation and stabbed the rotten boy in the neck, I was very measured, only the tip of the spear pierced his epidermis, but it would also be very painful.

"Ah!! Let's go, let's go, paint and match! ”

The red blood slowly flowed out of the small punctured hole, and the rotten foot boy was stimulated by the pain to come back to his senses, and he spoke to the interpreter for a long time, and tried to reach out to cover the wound, but I immediately stopped him from doing so, and slammed his hand away with the barrel of my gun.

Look at this idiot who can speak Latin but has never seen the world, his trembling legs are almost unsteady, and he looks at me and then at the "god of war" I have taken hostage, obviously at a loss.

"What did this idiot say? Translate for Lao Tzu! ”

I yelled at him, and once again put the tip of my spear against the rotten boy's neck, showing them that I was about to stab him again.

"He said, he said......"

This guy's psychological quality is really bad, and it's not him who I'm holding hostage, but he can't even speak clearly in a panic.

"He said that if you would spare him, our gods would spare you immediately, and would do their best to heal your companion by thanking you! And in the future, I will treat you as the most honored friends. ”

"Hah! Fart! ”

These words seem to be very tempting conditions, I don't believe any of them, this group of chicken thieves barbarians, just once fooled, this time they want to lie to me? No way!

I stopped eating this, but instead raised my short horse and pointed it at the interpreter's nose and shouted, "Now, tell your sacrifice now, yes, this ugly and stupid mother-in-law, come and heal my friend!" ”

"Oh! Oh! ”

The fellow had a slave face, nodded at me, and trotted all the way to the old witch. At this moment, not only is this translator not calm, but this old witch is also starting to be a little unable to sit still, but what can be done, this woman is sitting in place, her eyes are open for a while, closed for a while, and her ass is twisted and twisted, and it looks like she hasn't taken a bath for a long time, and there are worms on her body.

But she still has to remain calm, it seems that no matter what, she can't lose the dignity of a sacrifice.

The pug-like interpreter trotted all the way to her side, kneeling down and saluting, and confided in her that she was such a calm old woman, still shaking her head and reprimanding the interpreter with a serious face.

"Well, looks like I'm going to have to give you a shot!"

As I spoke, I turned the gun again and struck it again at the bloody neck of the rotten foot!

"Ah!!h

There was another scream, and all of them shuddered suddenly, and hurriedly looked at us again. I was really satisfied with the voice of this rotten boy, and it was the only place I could look at him.

The blood flowed non-stop, slowly flowing down his neck, and the upper half of his body on the punctured side was stained red with blood.

"I just want you to feel this pain, you useless barbarian!"

I leaned close to his ear and whispered. I don't know if he can understand it, but at this time I swear, he is afraid of me to the core.

"Woo, woo......"

This guy actually cried, presumably because the fear brought about by feeling his blood pass by made him more and more timid. I, on the contrary, now my job is to make hole after hole in his filthy neck with the tip of my riding spear, until all the cunning savages have succumbed! This method worked, because I could see the old witch's eyes in the cry of this coward, and they must have had a different relationship, but for some reason, this woman still couldn't let go of her face that shouldn't exist, and sat there motionless!

"Now, every time you hesitate, I'll make him cry!"

Still not convinced? Well, I'm going to see how long they can last, I said as I pinched the throat of the rotten foot boy, or "god of war" as they called it, forcing him to lift his head, exposing his entire neck. Then he lifted his gun, and the tip of the gun came up again.