The old, weak, sick and disabled all stopped talking, and the resentment in their chests had reached the extreme.

"What are you doing in a daze, take your weapon and leave!" The fish-man guard couldn't wait to urge.

It's all here, and I'm going home for dinner after finishing this batch.

"What do you see? Are you blind in one eye and still staring so big? ”

The fish-man guards were young and tall, with sophisticated weapons in their hands, and these old and sick were no match at all, so they had to keep their mouths shut.

A group of people with wooden poles were chased out by the fish-man guards as if they were driving prisoners.

No, they are 'prisoners', guilty of dragging down the population.

The fathead fish remembered that the bean sprouts told it to wait for it on the shore, but his heart was more and more looking forward to it, which was diametrically opposed to the Sima face of the other fish people.

The fish-man guard only thought that the fat-headed fish was a lazy and lazy critic, and looked at this fat fish with the eyes of a fool.

"It's stupid to die, it's really a fool!"

The fathead fish were soon brought to the surface, and the fish-man guards stopped fifty or sixty meters from the lake.

"Now go ashore and patrol!"

"Don't try to run back, we'll be watching underwater!"

The fish-man guards sang and sang and harmonized with stone spears against the crowd to bring them ashore.

The old, weak, sick and disabled are like ashes.

Although I had a premonition that death was approaching when I was in the thorn circle, when I actually went ashore, I trembled every step of the way, and the feeling of imminent death became more and more intense, and a strong desire to survive spread throughout my body.

But the fish-man guards behind them are guarding in the water, and if they dare to retreat, the result will be a dead word!

It was getting late, although the fish-man's eyesight was just as good at night, no different from that of day. But the fathead fish didn't find the bean sprouts when he looked around, and he was still a little panicked at the moment.

As the only able-bodied fishman in the team, the fathead fish stands at the front to lead the other fishmen.

A fat body may be the only source of security for these old, weak, sick and disabled.

The fish-man guards in the lake have already dived into the water and are resting in the water a kilometer from the lake's edge.

"This group of old immortals is really troublesome, and they can't go back to eat until now."

"It's good to be patient, now there are not many old, weak, sick and disabled left, and it will be easy to work hard for a few more days."

The fathead fish led the other nine-headed fishmen aimlessly along the edge of the icy lake, like exiled prisoners, who had no purpose but to walk along the lake, waiting for the enemy to appear and burn the last bit of life resistance, and draw a happy end to their fish life.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the Gobi Desert on the side of the road, and the fathead fish trembled violently, holding the wooden pole with both hands and was half frightened to death. The old, weak, sick and disabled behind him were even more unbearable, and they simply fell into a ball.

Ben Bo Ba ran out from behind the stone and gave the fat head fish a hint, and the fat head fish reacted immediately, and the drama spirit possessed the body and began acting again.

"Bean sprouts, aren't you dead?" The fat-headed fish-eyed boss rushed over to hug Ben Boba, and then whispered in his ear: "All the things you told have been done." ”

"I'm OK here, so you can watch the show next."

With Ben Boba's words, the fat head fish's hanging heart finally landed, but he still hesitated: "Is there only this way?" You know, if we shoot the bow, there will be no turning back. ”

Pember asked rhetorically: "In this situation, has the leader given us the slightest hope?" ”

The fathead fish was silent, if there were no bean sprouts today, it would probably have died.

"Fuck it!"

The fat-headed fish was ruthless, and his lazy eyes suddenly became firm, since they didn't give them a way to live, then don't blame them for flipping the table!

Fathead fish don't ask for much, and can even be described as plain. They don't need tribal subsidies to eat and drink, as long as they can earn some money to eat and have a nest. But the tribe doesn't want to give them even this basic request, so don't blame them for turning their faces.

A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people saw the fathead fish and a skinny fish man hugging each other, and some of them didn't understand the situation.

Ben Bo Ba bypassed the fathead fish and walked in front of the fish.

"I'm a friend of the fathead fish, and I'm also the fishman who came out on a mission before, and I survived the battle with the enemy."

When the fishmen heard that they had survived the previous patrol, they immediately expressed great interest, and went up to surround Pemberba, asking curious questions.

"How did you survive outside?"

"Are pig-headed people really as ferocious as they are rumored?"

"How have you been spending the past few days?"

……

There are many problems with the fishmen, and it is a complete miracle and hope for them that Pember can survive.

Now there is no hope of returning to the ice lake, and if you can find a place to live and settle down, it can be regarded as a way.

Instead of answering their questions, Pember said with a serious face: "I fell into a coma while fighting on the shore, and I fell into the water, so I was not captured. Later, I woke up and thought about going back to the land to see the people who were patrolling together, but I didn't find them, but I saw the fish-man guards of the law enforcement team, and heard a shocking secret! ”

"What's the secret?" Fathead asked.

Ben Bo Ba let out a long sigh: "There is the truth about why we were forced ashore!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole scene suddenly fell silent, and all the fishmen wanted to know the specific reason.

In order to make things more rational, Ben Boba made a rather common sense foreshadowing, and none of these old fishmen were suspicious.

"They're gossiping about why they let the fishmen come out on patrol. Because we are no longer of any use to the tribe, we are punished by this way, and then we are embezzled from our personal assets! ”

As soon as these words came out, the fish people immediately exploded.

"I knew I couldn't make it back to Coral Village, so I sneaked into the center of the tribe and found that the chieftain was singing day and night, and the priests were complicit in trying to steal our hard-earned property. And I also heard the conversation between the chief and the priests, it turned out that the chief had long known the threat of the pig-headed man, and he had already transferred all his personal possessions, just waiting for us to be exhausted, old and sick, and then squeeze the last bit of possessions, and leave the glacial lake with the remaining fishmen. ”

Ben Bo Ba was stunned, and the group of fishmen were dumbfounded, but they didn't expect that there would be such a bloody truth behind this.

Rao is fathead fish has heard Ben Boba say it before, and it still feels unreal to listen to it at this moment.

"Are you willing to die for such a leader?"

"We are all people who contribute to the tribe, and just because we are old now, we are about to be ruthlessly abandoned, do you really give in?"

Ben Boba's voice was very inflammatory, and many fishmen had loosened their defenses.

"Well, what if you don't accept it? With just a few of us, can we still overturn the sky? ”

"Yes!"