In a valley, there is a swaying tree, which is snow-white, without a trace of green, and there are more than a dozen white fruits hanging on it.

And Liu Yuntang and the others were here, confronting dozens of people around.

When Fan Bei came out, he swept over the dozens of people, and immediately understood why Da Bai shrank his head.

I saw that there were six or seven people of the same level as Yang Hao.

This is a world of high martial arts.

He knew through the sword system before that Yang Hao's body had already evolved to an incredible extent, and the difficulty of the sword was only basic, and if he really wanted to operate the exercises, I was afraid that the artillery fire would be idle.

If he hadn't wanted to spend more time observing, he would have contacted the sword system a long time ago to find an opportunity to work on the method here, and now this opportunity is just right.

"No wonder you can speak, it turns out that you are a human ......" Liu Yuntang looked rare.

"Fool, it's clear that a dog has become a person, where is a person turned into a dog?" Someone on the other side sneered, "I can't even tell the difference between this, and I still want to compete for the fruit of improving the bloodline?" ”

"Hmph, less nonsense. The old rule, half of the meeting, not to mention that this is what we discovered first, and although we don't have the ability to snatch it now, we still have the ability to destroy it. One of Liu Yuntang's guards spoke, obviously the leader of the crowd.

Dozens of people on the other side glanced at each other, then nodded.

This is exactly the reason why they didn't do it, life is still the first, if they really fight, they can at least fight one or two people on the other side, not to mention that they have one more dog man who doesn't know the details......

Although Fan Bei didn't speak, there was an aura of inconvenience all over his body, and the origin was too peculiar, which made the balance of weighing deflected.

"Okay, it's impossible not to be half, you only have less than one-fifth of our combat strength, give you twenty percent, even if you can afford to look up to you." Someone on the other side stood up and spoke.

In the end, the battle still did not start, and everyone tacitly selected the weakest two to pick the strange fruit.

Fan Bei looked carefully, only to see that they each took out a jade box and carefully picked it from it, as if they were afraid of hurting the ice tree.

He secretly thought, this is right, maybe you have to stay here for a few years, but after you go out, it is likely that you will come back next month, and you can't smash the pot because of a dozen fruits, and you won't have to eat next time.

Unlike Fan Bei, Liu Yuntang kept staring closely around, lest something suddenly come out and kill him.

And his prudence was fulfilled.

Just as the harvest was finished, a voice rang out.

"Don't be verbose, the old rules, give us three percent!"

Seventeen or eighteen men in tattered clothes and black cloth masks, all of whom resisted the rocket artillery, appeared on the hillsides on all sides in great disobedience, looking down on everyone.

Yes, just thinking that everyone is very sensible and will not really smash the pot, this person who dares to really smash the pot appeared.

Fan Bei quickly saw the origin of these people's identities, which was the information that the sword system had just passed on to him.

A bodyguard said before that the poor stick can only work hard when he comes in, and these people are the most obvious poor guys, they must have the money to buy some good clothes, and deliberately wear them like this, which is to give the opposite side a kind of psychological pressure.

They have nothing, and they are fighting for a chance to rise.

Obviously, they won't think about the long-term, not even the next time, they will think about the dozen or so ginkgo fruits in front of them.

"Damn, you poor people again! It should have been a long time ago to join forces to kill you all first......" The leading warrior on the other side scolded loudly.

"It's a pity that you can't kill it cleanly, as long as this filthy world exists for a day, we won't die!" The people in the valley sneered, the bazookas in their hands could not help these people, but they could easily destroy those strange fruits.

"Wait, you won't be proud for long!" The leading warrior waved his hand, and the person who picked the fruit just now took out three, and then stretched out his hand to push it.

The two sides were separated by a thousand meters, and the fruits flew over.

The seven or eight people on the opposite side suddenly had a look of greed in their eyes.

The eyes of the leading warrior showed a hint of ruthlessness.

How dare a group of mortals who can only use some guns threaten them?

The key is that in the case of repeated success and failure, most of the outcomes are the destruction of resources, which is unacceptable to the major martial forces.

If it weren't for the inability to interfere with the secret ceremony, they would have joined forces to monopolize the entrance a long time ago.

It's just a pity that this can only be a beautiful idea.

However, there are still many things they can do, such as setting up defenses and sending people in shifts.

The problem is that the cave is so vast and growing that these poor men can choose a new target at any time.

And they need to fortify everywhere, which is obviously unacceptable in terms of cost, so only resource points of high value will be stationed, and in general, they can only fall into savage scramble.

This ice tree belongs to a medium-value resource point, and it is a place where these middle-to-upper-class families can compete for, so they want to continue harvesting.

It was in this way that the people on the hillside grabbed the soft underbelly.

"Big brother, it's okay to share it equally with those people from the Liu family on the other side, but they also have a little strength. Are we being threatened by these guys again and again? Just send a few men to protect the fruit trees, and we'll kill them!" Someone whispered.

Fan Bei could see clearly that those people couldn't wait to leave after getting the three white fruits.

At this time, the success rate is indeed very high.

But the leader on the other side shook his head and said, "No, they must have secret sentinels, and if we kill them, these people will definitely destroy the fruit trees, and the next time we come, we will never get half of them." Damn, how can there be such a thing as guns coming out? Aren't these things strictly forbidden? ”

"Maybe they made it themselves, right?" The subordinate speculated.

"Hmph, it seems that we still have to launch a joint meeting to ban the spread of those technologies around the world, so that these poor people can rely on them again!"

"It's hateful, and I have to endure it again." The subordinates were dissatisfied.

Outside, these people they can kill at will, even if there are rocket artillery, they don't care.

But it's different here, they don't care about guns, but the Ice Tree cares, and the alien tree that can produce blood-changing alien trees is itself very fragile.

Not to mention rocket artillery, a pistol can kill it.

The most important thing is that they can only hold on for a while, but they can't continue to hold on, and if they provoke those poor sticks, they will definitely not be able to hold on.

Fan Bei just watched coldly, there are no righteous people here, only competing interests.

However, the dominant side threw a bogey, and this was only when the inferior side gave the upper hand.

Liu Yuntang and the others also did not speak, because they were actually the weak side, and they were able to get two percent just now, which was the same as the current situation.

In a sense, they play the same role as those poor guys.