The sharp-eyed people saw the corner of the Black Horn spaceship behind hiding in the high ground.

Zhai Yunxiao saw them ask a man wearing a tiger skull on a tall horse, and after a few people discussed, a few people left a few people to guard the prey, and the remaining dozens of people each re-armed their weapons and rushed in the direction of Zhai Yunxiao.

Zhai Yunxiao didn't want to have nothing to do, so he hurriedly pulled Liang Yimeng's legs and fled into the black corner, calling Stark in his head, or opening the hatch or going out to rescue, but there was no response. The arrows around him whizzed by, and he was so frightened that he was covered in a cold sweat. In fact, the cloud clothes they wore were enough to withstand the attack of this primitive weapon, but when they first encountered an accident, they panicked and ran away.

A gunshot frightened the two of them to stop, and the group of people caught up and surrounded them.

Zhai Yunxiao looked at this group of strange people, but the group of people also looked at them as if they were watching a strange scene.

The man with the tiger skull on his head, who looked to be about forty years old, with the cleanest clothes on his body and the most majestic tiger skin cloak, should be the leader of this group, and looked at them with the same astonishment as everyone else, as if they were not of the same kind as them, but two aliens they had never seen before! The man hesitated for a while, then tentatively asked, "Harasa, may I ask which tribe you are from?" It's not a Northeast accent, it's more earthy than a Northeast accent, and some tongue curls are added.

Tribe? I'm still in the league. Zhai Yunxiao blinked, and after hesitating, he had already guessed some clues, and hurriedly replied: We are not from any tribe, we live in the south, and we want to go to the north to do something, passing by here, I didn't expect to meet you.

There were cries of surprise from the crowd, and some said, "Oh, is the south really inhabited?"

Some say, this is enough, let them find out how good?

Others said, I'll just say keep a low profile, you didn't see it and really let others find out.

Suddenly, a tall, thin man with a full beard shouted: "If you kill them, you will be gone." An arrow stepped out, and the axe beckoned to Zhai Yunxiao.

In a desperate situation, Zhai Yunxiao finally remembered that he still had a guy who was ready to hunt, and he picked up the shotgun from his back to block Liang Yimeng's axe in front of Liang Yimeng, and felt that the other party's strength was not a problem.

The leader drank: Tuesday strong, don't be reckless, first make it clear.

Tuesday Qiang said: If you don't bother the general, I will solve him by dividing five by two. As he spoke, he rotated the axe like a fly, and slashed fatally at Zhai Yunxiao.

Tuesday Qiang's words aroused Zhai Yunxiao's self-esteem, and he still wants to solve me by dividing five by two? Lao Tzu was not frightened, so he used a gun instead of a stick and started a split with the other party. Not to mention, after the nanotechnology transformation of the body, Zhai Yunxiao's physical strength and reaction have made a qualitative leap, and not only did he not fall behind in the fight with this fierce man, but often seized the opportunity. After a few rounds, he actually took Tuesday's tired tiger thorn out of breath, and kicked him in the lower stomach while he couldn't parry, kicking him to the ground.

Liang Yimeng shouted: KO, it's too good.

Zhai Yunxiao waved his hand: I have no grievances with you, I don't want to hurt you, both sides should stop!

Tuesday Qiang did not give up, encouraging the people around him: This guy has a gun, it is much more convenient to grab it in his hand to hunt, and this little girl, it's really smart, catch it back and warm the quilt for us!

Zhai Yunxiao was afraid that the other party would rush up, and when he was trying to find a way, he suddenly heard a gunshot, and Liang Yimeng took advantage of Tuesday's strong get-up to pull the trigger of the shotgun, and hit Tuesday's strong chest, and died on the spot.

Liang Yimeng is not used to problems: Fuck your uncle, give you eight people who dare to drill into the old lady's bed, and don't pee to take care of your own virtues.

Zhai Yunxiao felt a chill in his heart, and meditated: In the future, he must raise his eyebrows with this mother-in-law and love each other, otherwise he will pull out a gun if he doesn't agree!

The shotgun in the hands of the two is really not a high-tech weapon, but a retro rifle deliberately operated for the fun of hunting, which is compared to the thirty-first century, and it is just a little more advanced than the rifle of the twenty-first century, and it is more than enough to kill a strong man.

The surrounding men were excited and scolded endlessly, and a few people who had a good relationship with Tuesday Qiang rushed up with maces at gunpoint.

Just when Zhai Yunxiao thought that it would be difficult to defeat so many strong men with guns, and he didn't want to kill anymore, the hatch of the black horn opened, and Stark was dressed in black armor and lightning to kill, wielding a sharp blade with a golden wind in the air, turning sideways at three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, and his body turned in front of everyone cleanly like a god. When everyone waved their weapons again, their respective weapons were broken in unison, and there was not even a burr.

Stark continued to fly up and down, his hands like the wind and his legs like lightning, knocking them all down, but not hurting anyone, and finally using the destruction mode of the saber bracelet to rush at a mountain bag in the distance, with a deafening bang, and when he looked up, he saw that the entire top of the slope had been shaved off. It was so bluffing that this group of barbarians were as pale as dirt one by one, and they didn't dare to shout anymore. I thought to myself: Is this a person or some kind of monster? Not even a face.

Stark shouted: "Just ask if you're afraid?" Impressed?

No one was really impressed.

Seeing that the effect of Liwei had already appeared, Stark also stopped.

Liang Yimeng said angrily: Stark, what were you doing just now? You must be happy in the clouds again, right? If you're a few seconds late, Oba and I will be eaten by cannibals.

Stark showed an apologetic expression: "You're going to be eaten, you're not."

What will happen to me?

You may be treated as a lady of the village, and you may have to be a bride several times a night!

Liang Yimeng scolded: You are really disgusting!

Stark was impatient: Just a few rabble, but they want me to take action personally, are you really a saber bracelet sleeve?

Zhai Yunxiao was also a little nervous just now, and then he remembered that he also had a saber bracelet on his wrist, so he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed!

The people on the other side knew that they were all in vain, and although they scolded and scolded in their mouths, their eyes looked at the leader in a daze.

Seeing that the situation was under control and stabilizing his mind, Zhai Yunxiao calmly asked the leader: We never wanted to do any harm to you, but you came up and killed you, and you also spoke wildly, isn't this too much? I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to kill people casually.

The leader was terrified when he saw that a strange-looking person on the other side had such great destructive power, but after all, he couldn't be too prestigious in front of his subordinates, so he said: That brother just now was really a little reckless, but you shouldn't shoot and kill people, you must accept our punishment.

Liang Yimeng said angrily: I'm self-defense, if I don't shoot again, I'm going to make a human flesh electric blanket.

The chief said, "Then you are also overly defensive, and you will be punished with us." Seeing Stark's glass mask slowly turning to him, he couldn't tell whether his expression was angry or happy, and his tone behind him couldn't help but be a little weak. How did he know that in fact, the glass mask was the real face of this fierce god!

Fucking overly defensive. Zhai Yunxiao scolded: This is just conniving at the bad guys and hurting the honest guys, yes, I'm just an honest man, I just want to spend a vacation here, but you want my life.

Another tall and thin man shouted, "If you fucking kill my brother, I will kill you."

Stark simply raised his hand, and the man automatically became timid.

A voice in the crowd laughed and said: Zhou Daqiang, your brother is dead, and your two wives are just yours, isn't it good? The crowd burst into laughter.