Hart and the others were standing behind and it was not clear what was going on, what did these two men see?

Why didn't even the people in the trap make a sound? Didn't you scream quite happily just now? Could it be that he died of excitement when he saw someone coming to save him?

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they all walked slowly to the trap, looked at it, and instantly understood the reason.

The face of an acquaintance appeared!

Darsle!

It turned out that it was the dead fat man who was calling for help in the trap!

Lord Darsil in the camp!

The dead fat man was sitting in the trap at this time, facing several faces that suddenly appeared above his head.

There was still an expression of ecstasy on his face just now because of Beichuan's voice, and he didn't have time to take it back.

There was a deathly silence.

It's embarrassing!

In the end, it was the elder Bond who coughed lightly, which eased the atmosphere of the scene.

Relieved, Darsil quickly slapped his mud-stained armor a few times, and resumed his swaggering posture when he was in the camp.

He arrogantly said to the crowd, "Who should I be? It turns out to be you untouchables! I wondered, did you guys eat too much and eat your heads stupidly, and when you saw that Lord Ben was done in the cold, you didn't hurry up and pull Lord Ben up! Do you want to be whipped?"

The dead fat man said, and very skillfully reached to the back of his waist to take out his precious whip and show off his might.

But he felt empty, and then he remembered awkwardly that the whip had fled with his mount.

Now he seems to have only this skin on his body.

This damn horse! I'm so fucking unjust! If I see you again, I'm going to stew you!

The dead fat man's abacus is very big.

"Hahahaha"

Beichuan really didn't hold back, mainly from his point of view, looking at the dead fat man, it was really a bit like a peanut kernel on a piece of biscuit.

Now with that stubble on his face, it's really funny, plus his chubby face is now black with mud.

There's a bud in my hair that I don't know where it came from.... Well..... It's so cute!

"Hahaha!"

Kitagawa's laughter also infected other people.

With the first one, soon everyone also laughed, especially Hart, who directly threw away the bamboo gun in his hand, covered his stomach and pointed at the dead fat man and laughed very happily, looking at the posture, tears even slipped down the corners of his eyes.

These guys have long been unbearable for the bullying of dead fat people on weekdays, and they have suppressed too much when they dare to be angry and dare not speak. Today, I can actually see Lord Darsl in distress here.

is still pretending to be in front of them, so it's not funny, this really gives them a channel to vent.

Forehead?

The dead fat man's IQ was really a little anxious, and he was a little puzzled in the face of everyone's sudden burst of emotions.

But under the instinctive reflection, he still felt that something was not quite right, and he was in a cold sweat, in order to alleviate this uneasy feeling.

and pretended to be even harder

"What are you smiling at you! Don't you want to die? Believe it or not, as soon as Lord Ben gives the order, you will all move your heads! Now Lao Tzu orders you to hurry up and save Lord Ben! Lord Ben can not be blamed for the past! Otherwise, you will all die!"

Isn't the dead fat man in a hurry?

How is that possible?

No matter how stupid people are, it's time to open up, especially a guy like Dead Fat, who usually does a lot of evil.

I couldn't help but flicker in front of me a picture of him bullying these people, and even every face could be accurate.

In other words, among these people present, except for Old Bond, the rest seemed to be offended quite ruthlessly.

Beichuan laughed a little cramped, hurriedly patted his chest and eased up, bowed to the dead fat man and said

"My dear Lord Darsle! You old man is so powerful, as the boss of our camp, how did you fall into the pit dug by our gang of cheap bones? This is not in line with your old man's honorable status! Besides, you should have seen the distribution of this kind of obscene thing first!"

Dead fat man thought about it for a moment, why didn't he remember that he had seen this thing?

"That.... Lord Ben was also careless, oh, boy, don't ask so much, help me up! ”

The dead fat man's tone softened a lot unconsciously.

"Don't, Lord Darsel, your old man's martial arts are so strong, in my impression, your whip goes down, this earth can draw a seal, then when you will whip us, I think your old man is quite powerful, now show us with your hand, don't you jump up to such a shallow pit all at once?

Hart didn't forget to fall into the well, and once again stimulated the fragile mind of the dead fat man with sharp words.

At this point, the dead fat man's heart has basically been completely cooled.

No matter how stupid he was, he could almost understand that the few people above him now probably didn't mean to save him.

Who made him so arrogant on weekdays, can he still expect people to repay their grievances with virtue?

However, in order to survive, the fat man still didn't want to give up like this, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly saw the figure of Old Bond, and hurriedly said loudly to Old Bond with a smiling face

"That, old Bond, no, Brother Bond, don't you see that our brothers get along very well on weekdays? I always praise your craftsmanship, I seem to have a little misunderstanding with these little brothers, you can help solve it~"

It's almost a set....

Old Bond looked at the flattering dead fat man speechlessly, and tried to think back, as if he did not search for the scene of their harmonious coexistence in his brain.

"Lord Darsel, you old man should stay here, this is a good place to enjoy the coolness, you are always a nobleman, and your strength is still so strong, maybe you will meet the guys on the other side, and the shock of the tiger will directly scare people to kowtow to you regardless of the previous suspicions." We can't do it, we untouchables want to have no strength or status, we have to hurry up and run for our lives! Maybe the Demacians will be killed later! Bye-bye!"

Beichuan's crit completely crushed the crotch of the dead fat man, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants directly.

The four words of Demacia were like some torrent beast, and the last psychological defense of the dead fat man completely collapsed, and his legs fell soft and fell on his knees.

I cried out, "My dear uncles, you are all my own fathers, don't be like a bastard like me, I'm just a poor fat man, don't leave me alone, please, be kind! Get me out! I'll give you all my things! I pray every day that the gods bless you! Noxus bless you!"

This dead fat man, in order to survive, directly moved the country out, saying as if he could represent the country.

With Noxus bless, why don't you say that Shadow Island protects you?

"Uncle Bond, let's go, leave this dead fat man to fend for himself here!" Beichuan taunted enough, and stood up contentedly, wanting to help old Bond up.

Old Bond pushed Beichuan's hand away, staring at the dead fat man's fat face with pear blossoms and rain, and said in a deep voice, "Save him!"