The craftsmen were still unaware of their situation, and several male craftsmen, led by the tall man, were still holding the woman and trying to use it.

Oolong and the dozen or twenty people behind him immediately rushed forward.

"Bang!" The oolong, which was not very strong, was like steel with his fist at the moment, and a punch made a hairy craftsman hold his chest and retreat.

He took advantage of the victory to pursue, and with another kick, he kicked the craftsman back again and again.

The craftsman finally reacted, and also kicked over, but was grabbed by the oolong, and pulled back hard, and the craftsman suddenly lost his center of gravity and pounced on the oolong.

Oolong punched the craftsman in the chest again, and with a muffled "bang", the craftsman could no longer support it, and fell to the ground softly holding his chest, breathing out of his mouth, and couldn't breathe in for a while.

Oolong turned his head and saw that the other people who rushed over with him had already rescued their own people and fought with the tall man.

Among these people, some of them are Homo erectus brought by Oolong, and there are new Homo erectus, their strength is not large, but with a reasonable diet for a long time, their physical fitness is much better than that of craftsmen, and they have a slight advantage.

But among them, there are many capable people who fight as craftsmen, just like high school students bullying elementary school students, which is called a dozen and one is ruthless, and one can not get up.

In a few strokes, they knocked the tall man to the ground and rolled to dodge.

The patrol not far away only glanced twice, and understood that the overall situation had been decided, and there was no need to make a move.

At this time, the other craftsmen rushed up, and they saw their companions being beaten, and they could not care so much. Joined the battle.

The battle was one-sided, and there were less than twenty craftsmen. There are one more Oolong on their side, and there are all kinds of obvious advantages. Soon the craftsmen were crushed and wailed.

"Whew!" At this time, the little boy who had been hiding in the rear, but still had two feet, looked at the human in front of him with red eyes, both resentful and angry.

At once he ran to the bag containing the weapon, opened the mouth of the bag, took out a stone tool, and smashed it into a man's head.

Oolong suddenly saw this scene. A fist hit the little boy's shoulder, and the little boy suddenly lost his center of gravity, but the sharp stone tool still made a cut in the man's shoulder.

"Woo~!" The dazzling blood burst out in an instant, looking weird and bewitching in the heavy red halo of the sunset.

The man screamed, and quickly took two steps back, covering his wounds. Panic and fear flashed in his eyes.

Injury, sometimes means death!

The blood that represents life, flows from the lines of his perfect muscles and flows through his arms. It flows through the rough hand calloon, dripping from the fingertips at the closest.

"Smack!"

Splash lightly and the dust fills the sky!

The blinding flush. It seems to be infectious, and everyone's eyes are rapidly turning red. Reason flickered in the bloody flickering in his nose and faded more and more, and his heart quietly rose. It's the thick murderous intention, the beast that has been trapped for many years.

The craftsmen ran back and picked up a weapon with a sharp edge.

Oolong and the others quickly retreated, and under the cold faces of the patrol members, they raised their sharp spears one by one.

The venue was very quiet, and the pin drop could be heard, but under the soft red sunset, everyone's hearts were already as violent as a tsunami, and they shot at the majestic shore!

A person appeared, a not tall, but very strong adult man appeared, that person was Wang Yang......

Is he here to stop it? Is it here to reconcile the battle?

No one knew what he said, because he looked cold and expressionless, and if you looked closely into his eyes, you might see an incomparably deep darkness.

……

From the moment he heard the hustle and bustle outside, Wang Yang quickly ran out, and then saw the scuffle between the two sides, he didn't know what happened in the road, how something happened at this juncture.

All he knew was that he saw someone bleeding, and that person was from his tribe.

He also saw that the craftsmen took advantage of their absence to open the bag and take the weapon in their hands.

He was still puzzled by how things had developed into a life-and-death battle in such a short period of time, so he came to the field.

He raised his hand and pressed down, and all the members of the patrol slowly lowered their spears and arrows to be fired, and looked at him.

He remained calm, and even reached out to the patrolman to bring him the weapon.

The patrol members did not have any doubts, they believed that Wang Yang would not let them be wronged, not before, not now, and not in the future.

He took the weapon and put it in the warehouse.

When he came out again, he came to the crowd and asked them what had happened.

The woman, who was the person in question, described to him in detail what had happened, from the men who courted her, then clapped their hands, and then grabbed her and refused to let go.

Later, when the conflict broke out, the little boy took out his weapon and threw it at the man's head, but it was spotted and blocked by Oolong in time.

Although it didn't really hit, it cut a wound.

After that, Wang Yang saw it, the woman didn't paint again, raised her head, but was startled by Wang Yang's face.

Because Wang Yang's face was extremely ugly, it was extremely difficult to see, even when he saw an avalanche in the sky, and then fell into the ice river, and was frozen like a dead person, it was not so ugly.

At this time, it is really no different from a dead person, which means that it is really going to be a dead person.

The craftsmen on the opposite side saw the scene of Wang Yang taking away their weapons, and they all cheered, and sure enough, although Wang Yang was very bad, he still favored himself, and he was very deterrent, and he actually removed the other party's minions at the first time.

One by one, they shouted and shouted.

In the midst of this noise like flies, Wang Yang came to the injured adult and looked at his wounds.

The wound is not deep, but it is three centimeters long!

The larger the wound, the greater the chance of infection and the greater the chance of death.

Wang Yang had seen many injured people in the tribe during this era, and the probability of death from infection reached a terrifying 30 percent if the wound reached more than three centimeters.

There is a one-in-three chance of dying.

And the wound reaches more than five centimeters. The probability of dying from infection has directly expanded to 50%!

Each time the wound gets bigger, the probability of dying from infection doubles.

Wang Yang has never seen it. When the wound is almost ten centimeters, someone can survive.

If there is a large thistle in. It could have reduced the probability of death by a lot, but now that they were out of the herb of the great thistle, the Grim Reaper had enveloped them again.

He didn't know how to deal with this wound, he only knew that Lu Dao must not touch water, let alone sweat, he could only keep the wound dry.

So he took a torch and burned it on the surface of the wound, hoping to kill some bacteria at a higher temperature.

With that in mind, he walked over to the noisy craftsmen.

The craftsmen were still noisy and noisy. Cheering, as if a big victory had been fought.

surrounded Wang Yang and asked him if he wanted to attack now and break the net with them? Anyway, they don't have weapons.

Wang Yang glanced at the stone tools in their hands, shook his head, and then stretched out his hand and asked them for weapons.

The craftsmen were not happy, and the tall man came up to say something.

"Bring it!" Wang Yang roared, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out. Staring at them.

The tall man had no choice but to give him the stone tools.

Wang Yang walked around, took back all the stone tools, and put them in a bag. Silent walked towards the warehouse.

The craftsmen didn't notice his actions, and until he came back again, he was still stomping his feet and shouting. Couldn't have been happier.

The little boy was still learning how to beat his chest with an orangutan.

Looking at the smiles of the craftsmen, Wang Yang suddenly felt very ironic. At this moment, he finally stopped holding back the anger in his chest and strode forward. grabbed the little boy's hair, pressed it down, pushed his knees up violently, and squirted dirty words out of his mouth!

"Laugh and laugh! Laughing at you!! ”

Wang Yang's face suddenly distorted at this moment, and the anger deposited in his chest turned into the power of anger at this moment, all concentrated on this press and top.

Just listen to the extremely loud "Bang! With a thud, the knee slammed into the bridge of the boy's nose.

"Click!" The bridge of the nose was directly shattered, crooked to the side, and two lines of blood spurted out of the little boy's nose, constantly pouring on the ground.

"Laugh again! Laugh again! Wang Yang showed no signs of letting go at all, pulled up the little boy's head, and pressed it down again.

"Bang!" Again, there was an extremely loud muffled sound.

This time, it hit the little boy's eyes, and when he pulled it up again, the little boy's eyebrow bone opened a big opening, his eyes were black, and a line of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't stop, again!

"Bang!" The boy's other eye was also black.

And then again!

"Bang!" The little boy lost his front teeth.

And then again!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There was silence in the room, everyone was watching, and the craftsmen were stunned one by one, watching their companions being smashed by Wang Yang violently, and a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts.

Their leader actually did such a dead hand to his own people? This is a dead hand for no reason?

Is this a fight? It's killing!!

They watched wordlessly, their brains could not turn, their mouths were wide open, but they couldn't make a sound.

And the people in the tribe looked at Wang Yang with excited eyes, that was Wang Yang's angry state, that was Wang Yang's thunderous anger when he was violated the bottom line.

Guarding is Wang Yang's bottom line, and anything that hurts a tribesman will face Wang Yang's bloodthirsty rage!

Once upon a time, the wolf killed the meteor, and Wang Yang killed the wolf.

Later, during the migration, poisonous snakes bit people to death, and he killed dozens of snakes.

When a wild beast attacks a man, he kills all of the animal's kind.

The more time passed, the more untouchable his bottom line became.

And this time, the craftsman touched his scales. Then come his mad revenge! (To be continued......)

PS: The third helmsman appears, beginner. Hurry up and scatter flowers~