Or break out!

"Hehehe......" Xiang Gong chuckled, like a gnat.

"What?" The tiger-headed man obviously didn't hear clearly, tilted his head sideways, and leaned towards Xiang Gong.

Xiang Gong raised his head slightly, the fear in his eyes had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a faint trace of madness.

Fear to the extreme, such madness, because of fear, because of madness, Xiang Gong's heart is like a high-performance engine, beating violently at an incredible speed.

The high-speed flow of blood made all his senses more sensitive, and also made his mind unusually clear, and he remembered that the bearskin man had said that if he didn't want to die, he would open the bag.

He didn't know what bag it was, but he knew that this might be the last straw that could save his life and that of his uncle, but he was unwilling to be intimidated like this.

"Come here, I'll tell you when you come here!" Xiang Gong smiled weirdly and whispered.

"You still dare to bargain with me when you are dying, we are thieves, can you respect our profession?" The tiger-headed man frowned and said.

Xiang Gong was unmoved, sneering silently, staring at the man without blinking.

The tiger-headed man glanced at Xiang Gong's eyes, a strange look flashed in his eyes, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and cautiously moved forward a little, and his ears had already been attached to the place in front of Xiang Gong's eyes.

Xiang Gong smiled and said lightly: "I said ......"

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a roar of pain, and everyone's eyes widened, only to see Xiang Gong slam forward and grab the tiger-headed man's ear.

was held by Xiang Gong, and the tiger-headed man didn't dare to move, for fear that if he exerted himself, a piece of his ear would be torn off, but the sharp pain in his ear made him want to jump in pain.

In a hurry, he just shouted: "You damn bastard, a bunch of rice buckets, why don't you pry his mouth open for me!" ”

"Who dare?" Xiang Gong gritted his teeth and roared angrily, and all the steps that the "little demons" were about to take were stunned.

Seeing that no one dared to move, Xiang Gong bit General Yin's ear, and it was inconvenient to speak, so he could only say vaguely and concisely: "Release people, loosen the tie!"

The situation reversed in an instant, how fragile his ears were, as long as Xiang Gong lightly worked harder, he couldn't keep it.

The tiger-headed man screamed heartbreakingly, and ordered the "little demons" to carry the uncle back, Xiang Gong saw that the uncle was dying, and his heart suddenly hurt even more, and he wanted to bite off the tiger-headed man's ear.

However, he couldn't do that, he had to live.

The tiger-headed man complied, but Xiang Gong, who was loosely tied, still clenched on, looked at the uncle lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Save him!" ”

"Big brother, where do I have that ability, if I have, when I find you, I will save him, and I still have to wait until now?" The words of the tiger-headed man are very strange.

From the very beginning, one big question mark after another appeared in Xiang Gong's mind.

According to the plot, after Tang Seng and his entourage fell into the pit, they should have fallen into the hands of monsters? Why is it that this group of people has no demonic spirit at all except for bluffing and shouting about cannibalism?

Could it be that he ran into a group of fake monsters?

Just in doubt, suddenly a "little demon" ran in the distance, stumbled over, as if he didn't see what was going on at the scene, and a fierce man fell into the arms of the tiger-headed man.

"Ouch, damn it, me,, it's over, did I lose my ear?" The tiger-headed man was hurt to the bone marrow by this shock, and roared hoarsely, but he didn't dare to struggle again.

"Boss, the three masters are about to run out of gas, go and take a look......"

"What?" The tiger-headed man listened to the words of the "little demon", and straightened up, Xiang Gong was taken by him, and he almost didn't lie there, his mouth was fishy, and he hurriedly spit out.

Seeing a large piece of blood foaming and half of his ears mixed with blood, Xiang Gong was startled, and looked at the tiger-headed man who was unaware.

But he saw the tiger-headed man holding the "little demon" in one hand and asked viciously: "What about people?" ”

"Boss, let go, I'm out of breath!"

Listening to the words of the "little demon", the tiger-headed man threw him to the side, staring into the distance with stunned eyes.

There was no need for the "little demon" to answer, Xiang Gong saw several people carrying a man who was tall and big and had a broken horn helmet on his head, and was running wildly in this direction.

"The third ......" the tiger-headed man and the bear-skinned man shouted in unison, and ran towards that side.

Xiang Gong saw that everyone gathered towards the three masters who were about to rush to the street, and took the opportunity to go to the uncle's side to check his injuries, and found that a dead branch had emerged from the uncle's chest.

The uncle's eyes widened suddenly, his neck straightened, and his big hand grabbed Xiang Gong's collar like a pincer.

"Stinky boy, I'm choking enough, come back from the west, help me buy cattle, take care of my wife and children, uncle please, and ......"

No, whether it was words or anger, they were blocked in the uncle's throat, and with a burst of convulsions, the uncle's body collapsed on his stomach.

All the words dissipated into the air with this last breath.

Xiang Gong wanted to be like a tiger-headed man, and he also roared bitterly to express his sadness, but he found that he couldn't roar, a good life, and it was gone in the blink of an eye, why is this?

Isn't it just for such a pitiful commission, isn't it because of poverty? The poor uncle did not fulfill his insignificant wish until he died.

You must make money, make a lot of money, you must not wronged yourself because you are poor, and you must not die with regret and sorrow like your uncle!

Life and death were so close to Xiang Gong for the first time, and in the face of life and death, Xiang Gong was more and more full of desire for the goal of the local tyrant he accidentally crossed this time.

Xiang Gong had just woken up from his sluggishness, and suddenly a huge force directly pulled him up, and a pair of big hands on his neck pinched him so much that he was about to suffocate, is he really going to die?

Xiang Gong was dragged by a tiger-headed man like a chicken, and his body gradually became numb, but there was always a little feeling in his heart, he couldn't die, if he wanted to make money and want to be a local tyrant, he had to live first.

"I'm going to live......" Xiang Gong roared, as if he wanted to roar out all the air in his lungs.

With a "bang", a sharp pain came from one side of his body, and the severe pain made Xiang Gong wake up, only to see the tiger-headed man grabbing his shoulder and shaking it constantly, as if he was about to shake himself apart.

"Why do you want to be alive? It's all in order to save you a few broom stars and make my brother into this virtue, so I specially slaughtered you and buried my brother with ......"

The tiger-headed man shouted, and Xiang Gong glanced at the man lying on the ground wearing a horned helmet, who was curled up and writhing in pain on the ground......

Is he going to die too? To save yourself? What's going on?

Perhaps it was because he had just experienced a person's death, Xiang Gong's still immature heart throbbed violently a few times when he saw the dying and struggling appearance of the man in the horned helmet.

No one can die again, save him, save him......

The system prompt sounded suddenly, Xiang Gong was stunned, it turned out to be the main quest prompt, is there finally any movement in the main quest? Thinking about it, Xiang Gong immediately called out the system interface.

Seeing the tasks released by the system, Xiang Gong circled, what is this? Is this still Journey to the West?