Chapter 20: The Strength of the Dead Fat Man

"What?" Hart, who was standing next to him, couldn't believe his ears for a moment.

"Get him out!" said Old Bond, who didn't say any extra nonsense, just repeated what he had just said.

"Why? Uncle Bond! Isn't it bad enough for this damn guy to bully us on weekdays?

Kitagawa's reaction was even greater, jumping to his feet and standing aside in a puff, not intending to fulfill Old Bond's request.

Hart and the others were also puzzled, and at the same time, they began to slowly complain about Old Bond in their hearts.

Just because you're not a slave, the dead fat man doesn't bully you fiercely on weekdays, so you want to pretend to be a good person here?

And then go and sell the fat man a favor? Don't treat us as human beings, do you?

Thinking of this, the faces of Hart and the others gradually turned wrong, and even the eyes that looked at Old Bond became much colder.

Old Bond ignored everyone's gaze and just pointed at Darsle

"This guy knows how to get to Zeris! He led the team when he came! We need him! When we get to the port, you can do with him however you want!"

Hearing Old Bond's words, Darsle, who was already desperate, jumped up suddenly.

It doesn't matter if you listen to what Old Bond says, you don't care about what you shout

"Yes, yes, old Bond is right! Only I know where Zeris is! You're going back to Noxus, aren't you! Then you have to go to which port, only I know where it is! I can take you back! As long as you get me out, I can guarantee that I will not be guilty of the past! I can also help you get rid of your slave status! Give you money! Lots and lots of money!"

"This ....." the crowd fell silent again.

The benefits that Dasr promised were negligible, but they wanted to go back home.

Even if there is nothing to worry about over there, it is better than dying here without knowing it.

"Help!"

Hart weighed it in his heart, and began to look around for tools, and the rest of the slaves also took action, but Beichuan was still standing in place with a puff.

He still can't forget the night he went to deliver the broth and was kicked out.

He vowed to take revenge one day!

What's more, the attraction of returning to Noxus is almost zero, and he is not a Noxian.

As long as he can live, it doesn't matter where he goes.

It's just that when Beichuan saw that Old Bond was also looking for rescue tools hard, no matter how reluctant he was, he could only swallow that mouthful and get up together to help.

Although, he didn't have much effect.

Soon, the crowd found several thick vines and wrapped them together vigorously.

Darsel's size is really not something that one or two rattans can withstand.

When the giant vine was placed in the trap, Darsil fastened it to his waist at the speed of light.

The crowd began to exert several times more effort than they usually did to dig trenches, and finally pulled the poor dead fat man out of the trap like a turnip.

The dead fat man, who was already embarrassed enough, after experiencing this series of crawling and rolling in the mud pit.

Now it was a round ball of mud, and the armor that used to be incomparably said was now a pile of rotten grass except for the color of the earth.

"Oh my god!

Seeing that the dead fat man was smoothly pulled up, everyone's suffocated red faces were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Without exception, they sat directly on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Oh my mother, you can strangle me..... "The dead fat man also complained bitterly, lying on his back on the ground, his stomach was almost catching up with Beichuan's height.

"Hey, dead fatty, don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly and take us to Zeris!

Kitagawa walked over to the dead fat man and gently kicked the latter in the stomach with his foot.

The dead fat man didn't say anything, his eyes flashed, and suddenly a big hand stretched out.

grabbed Beichuan's ankle and directly pulled up from the ground with a wild dog rolling body, and before Beichuan could react, he was grabbed by the dead fat man in an upside-down posture.

"What did you just say? Lao Tzu gave you some face, and you opened a dye shop, didn't you? A bunch of damn things! How dare you humiliate Lao Tzu like this!"

"Hey! Let me go! You dead fat! You're taking revenge! We pulled you up with great difficulty! You promised to take us to the port! How dare you do this to me!"

Beichuan struggled hard, but his small figure looked a little ridiculous in the hands of the dead fat man.

"Darsle, what are you doing, put him down!" Old Bond obviously didn't expect the dead fat man to come out like this suddenly, lest he hurt Beichuan, and hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and put Beichuan down!

Hart and the others also shouted in the same way, trembling and raising the bamboo gun in their hands, but they did not dare to step forward.

After all, on weekdays, the pressure given to them by dead fat people is too great, and once people have been oppressed for a long time, they will not resist, and it can only become a habit.

This is called servile thinking!

"Hey, hey!" the dead fat man said with a wicked smile on his face, sweeping everyone's faces

"Oh, aren't you very arrogant? But it's the other way you go! You still dare to take a weapon against Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is not afraid to tell you untouchables! Lao Tzu is a real low-level 0-level warrior! As for you lowly guys, Lao Tzu can beat ten of them at a time! The acquaintance quickly rolled over and knelt down in front of Lao Tzu's shoes!"

Is grade 0 inferior?

When the dead fat man said this, everyone looked at him with a strange look.

Even Kitagawa, who had been struggling in his hands, stopped writhing.

At first, the dead fat man thought that everyone was frightened by his extraordinary strength, so he said triumphantly

"Hehe, I know I'm scared? I know that Lord Ben's strength is not something you can look up to at all? What the hell, who is that! Hurry up and clean up Lao Tzu's clothes!"

The dead fat man issued orders with great force, but no one acted.

"Hey, move!" the dead fat man continued, but no one answered.

The dead fat man finally panicked now, and he seemed to vaguely see a word in everyone's eyes.

Idiot!

"Hey, what do you mean? Lao Tzu is a level 0 inferior warrior! You can weigh it up! If Lao Tzu makes a move, he will definitely be ruthless! However, do you know what a level 0 inferior warrior is?"

The dead fat man suddenly felt a little weak, and he didn't understand what these untouchables in front of him were suddenly crazy.

"Tiger!"

These are the words that Kitagawa gave him.