Susanna's voice was clear and beautiful, but her beautiful eyes could not hide the anger.

"Ghost hand Marcello really became a traitor? What is your basis? Scholar Dennis frowned, looked at Suzanne with a look of resentment, and asked.

She glanced at the battle down the hillside, her silver teeth clenched, "I have no basis, but he had previously plundered the population and seemed to trade it to ghouls, which caused the outrage of the crowd, and he ostensibly stopped for the time being."

As a result, he ran to this small tribe again, and I guess he was trying to catch the natives to make up the numbers. ”

"When you say that, Marcelo is indeed very suspicious, he offended the locals and didn't say anything, and came to kill the natives again, isn't he going to mix in the plains?"

Wren was thoughtful, and combined with the information he had obtained from the association at the Little Widow's Hospital the day before yesterday, he could basically determine something.

Scholar Dennis doesn't know much about the inside story, after all, he is here to investigate, so he doesn't understand what this group of bandits does.

Marcello blatantly broke the rules some time ago, looted more than 200 people, and made people panic, not only tearing his face with the 7th game, but also offending other bandits to death.

In fact, gangsters are not really lawless, they usually have some kind of "tacit understanding" with local law enforcement agencies, or collude with them.

Like that kind of unscrupulous gangsters, it is easiest to be swept away, unless it is in troubled times and the official can't control it, otherwise there is no good fruit to eat.

Of course, it is possible to rebel, but then it will become a rebel army, and if it succeeds in the end, it will be a new government, but this is basically impossible.

Dennis looked at the Skeleton Gang who were fighting the natives down the slope and wondered, "It's completely unnecessary, what conditions did the ghouls give to make it worth Marcello to join them?" ”

"I don't know, but it's certainly not a good thing!" Suzanne had a gut feeling that something big was going to happen.

Scholar Dennis still can't believe that Marcello, as the leader of the gangsters on the Pugney Plains, would be so unwise.

Even if the ghoul promises a lot of profit, once he does this, he will never be able to return to the human camp, which is not the same thing as being wanted.

He said tentatively, "Maybe the Skeleton Gang just found out that this small tribe has a lot of wealth and precious resources, and they want to rob it?" ”

If you were in the outside world, massacring and looting hundreds of people in a village, it would immediately make headlines.

Maybe it will alarm a lot of big people, and then Marcello's good days will come to an end.

But in this kind of indigenous tribe, the object is the Kangao people, and no one will really notice it for a while.

"We're lucky, the attention of the Skeleton Gang is not here, the combat power is invested in this tribe, and the people on the perimeter have not noticed us."

Suzanne said in a low voice, and the three of them rushed out of the canyon and headed straight for here, if there had been no fight here, they might have been caught by the Skeleton Gang.

"Whatever, Marcelo himself doesn't seem to be here."

Wren stared intently at the battle just in time, and replied nonchalantly.

After breaking through to the peak of the third order the night before yesterday and reaching a higher level of strength, he was not afraid of any opponent below the fourth order.

The powerful intuition made him feel the breath of many strong people.

A strong gang of hundreds of people can't be just one transcendent person, Marcelo.

"Kala Ma Yaluo! (Kill the Intruder)"

Just as the bandits had already invaded the middle of the small tribe, Wren heard an angry roar.

The phrase was uttered in the language of the Kango tribe, though Wren could roughly guess what it meant.

The person who uttered this shout was a [Totem Warrior] in his forties, with a bare upper body and a barbaric pattern on his skin.

He was muscular, with a black iron spear on his muscular arm, and he shouted angrily, and the sound was rolling.

"Roar!"

At the same time as he roared, the dense colored patterns on the man's body lit up, and a black bear with teeth and claws faintly appeared on his body.

Streams of gray light flew from the bear shadow into the iron spear in his hand, and he threw it with all his might.

"Poof!"

With the blessing of the power of the totem, the metal spear roared out like a ballista, piercing the chest of a bandit, splattering blood, and nailing the man to the ground.

"This is the power of totem? The Kangao people don't seem to use psionic energy in a different way than we do. ”

Wren watched with great interest the [Totem Warrior] and the black bear phantom that seemed to be on his body.

"It's quite peculiar indeed, I often deal with the natives of various places, and unlike us, we usually carve flower-like patterns on our clothes when we fight, or hang them behind our backs, or lead them into the ground, etc.

And many indigenous people like to carve primitive rune arrays directly on their bodies, and most of them are in the form of fierce beasts.

It's very irritable in this kind of melee combat, and its hand-to-hand combat strength is amazing, but it is also very taxing on the body, and it is easy to cause physical mutation or limb deformities. ”

Scholar Dennis explains that he is very knowledgeable and well-informed, and has some research on this totemic power.

Wren nodded, stretched out his hand, held Susanna's slender hand that wanted to draw the gun, and said softly: "Don't worry, I know you hate the people of the Skull Gang, but the people of Kangao are not good people, look at the situation again." ”

Suzanne bit her red lips, she didn't like the savage Kango, but she hated the Skeletons who killed her boyfriend.

"Hold me, or I won't be able to control myself." Susanna's eyes were red, and her boyfriend was the man who changed her life, and it was he who brought her to the path of transcendence.

He was so important to her that her boyfriend had been dead for four years, and Suzanne had never found another man.

Wren sighed and took the emotional woman into his arms.

In a way, because Wren also acted for her, Suzanne saw him as a substitute for her dead boyfriend.

This is actually not love, Suzanne just misses too much, is lonely for too long, and wants to seek a similar embrace.

Wren held her in his arms, he actually realized that the other party used him as a replacement, but he was not her dead boyfriend after all.

At this time, he saw more totemic warriors in the tribe rushing out and fighting with the bandits.

"Whew!"

A muscular totem warrior with long hair stabbed through the neck of a bandit with a musket bullet and sent out a string of blood.

"Sniper!"

At the sound of an order, behind a mound outside the village, four snipers of the Skeleton Gang took Force guns and fired seven or eight armor-piercing bullets.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ……”

The shadow of a black bear on the body of a rampaging second-order [Totem Warrior] was shattered, and several blood holes suddenly appeared in his chest, and his tall body fell to the ground with a pop.

Most of these totemic warriors are of the first or second order, and they have thick skin and flesh, and they have a lot of strength.

However, even if their combat effectiveness is good, their flesh and blood will not be able to resist armor-piercing bullets!

If this small indigenous tribe doesn't have any hole cards, it will definitely lose.