"Those who want to grab food give their lives, but they don't want to grab food, but they get food, is this luck?"

Looking at the food baskets piled up together, burning with blood, Gao Feng sighed in his heart, the others did not have so much sadness as Gao Feng, they all gathered together, looking at the food greedily, in their eyes, these are not food, but their hope to live.

"Someone is coming, everyone be careful......."

Deqian's loud voice suddenly made a jǐng announcement, which immediately caused the crowd to panic, some ran backwards, some ran to both sides, and others knelt on the ground ready to beg for mercy.

"There are only two people, what's the ...... panic, it's not good, someone grabbed food and killed ...... for me."

Ma Cha's reaction was very fast, and while calming down the sāo movement, he killed more than a dozen guys who were fishing in troubled waters, and Gao Feng also saw the two people coming over from the opposite side.

"Which of you is the head?"

The man was a scarred desert warrior, but his face was not drawn with a skeletal pattern, nor did he have any strange decorations or hairstyles, and he proudly raised his chin, and accompanied by his companions, walked up to the scattered sand procession, and questioned loudly.

Ma Cha looked at Ye Kui for the first time, Ye Kui didn't say anything, raised his chin, and motioned for him to step forward, Ma Cha suddenly had a bitter face, kicked away the desolate man in front of him, and stood in front of the man.

"My ......, my name is Ma Cha, it's ......."

"What do I call you? Go and clean up the body for me...... ”

The person who came was very polite, and the appearance of being arrogant was very poor, and the requirements he said were also embarrassing.

Ma Cha's face was suddenly difficult to look at, the corpses of more than 6,000 people, it was very troublesome to deal with, not to mention that they were turned away, how could they be willing?

"I'm ......, I'll call someone to clean it ......up."

In front of the bloody corpse, Ma Cha didn't dare to shirk it, and responded softly, and the people who came were even more proud, ready to sue again, and let these people be honest.

"If you want to clean up the corpse, you have to give some benefits, otherwise please clean up by yourself, uncle, we don't wait......."

A piercing word came from the ranks, and then the crowd parted like rolling waves, revealing the walking Ye Kui, who was carrying a huge mace, standing domineeringly behind Ma Cha, glaring at the two viciously.

"You ......, you ......, you ...... boldly."

The man screamed, but his eyes turned quickly, Ye Kui didn't want to exchange words, he slammed the mace to the ground, his fierce eyes glared, and instantly regained his strength.

"You have to think clearly, the blood of those corpses hasn't dried up yet, ......."

The man couldn't frighten a strong warrior leader like Yekui, and the finger slaughterhouse threatened again.

"You have the ability to let the blood cub come and tell us in person, I ...... for something like you."

The identity of the bleeding cub in a mouthful, the face of the person changed greatly, he knew that Ye Kui couldn't buffle Ye Kui, but cleaning up the corpse was a tiring job, and he couldn't find anyone to do it, so he couldn't help but get entangled, and whispered:

"Aren't you going into the camp? I can let you bring a hundred people in ....... ”

As soon as this person said this, Ye Kui's heart suddenly moved, and he wanted to agree, but he heard a sneeze behind him, but it was Gao Feng's voice.

"That's not good, we came together when we came, either go in together or go back together......."

Ye Kui shook his head again and again, making it difficult to look at the faces of the people, but this is Ma Cha but said:

"This lord, although there are a lot of us, we really don't have much to eat, and besides, the camp also needs people to do groceries, how can we bother you to do it? With us, it is also convenient for some ....... ”

As he spoke, Ma Cha took out something and stuffed it into the person's hand, Gao Feng glanced at it, but was surprised to find that it was the obsidian that Benjamin had given him before, but there was no moire.

"Well...... this."

The man glanced at the thing in his hand, and his eyelids jumped twice, and he stuffed it into his pocket, still very embarrassed.

"It's just a mess of food, it won't cause you trouble, and then you can do whatever you tell us to do, clean up the corpses, even if you let us dig a ditch and fill the pit......."

As he spoke, Ma Kui sent out two things again, one was a shiny jade, and the other was a horn that scurried together.

This is the only one who came and said in a deep voice:

"I know that it's not good to say it, who made me soft-hearted......, alas, good people just can't do it, so be it......."

Ye Kui didn't speak again, and the person who came exchanged a few words with Ma Cha turned around and went back, at this time the whole team cheered, and Ye Kui's prestige also rose to the point of no return.

Only Gao Feng's face was dark, thinking that the blood cubs were very distressed, the blood cubs were all kings of cold weapons, if they were ...... against the storm warriors, Gao Feng was confident that he would kill the blood cubs, but in this way, the ammunition carried by the team would also be exhausted, and at the same time, he also had a great interest in such a team with a strong style and mutual help, which was really nerve-wracking.

Cleaning up the corpse doesn't have to be done by Gao Feng himself, everything is arranged by Ma Cha, Ma Cha now considers himself Ye Kui's henchman, and the desolate warriors who were beaten by Ye Kui before also promised themselves to be Ye Kui's guards, after all, it is a great skill to be able to take them into the camp, and I don't see thousands of people dying outside in a river of blood?

But the camp is not a good place, the old and weak who defect to the camp always think that they can eat enough when they arrive at the camp, and after they really arrive at the camp, they find that they can only watch others eat enough.

The strength of the battalion is chaotic, tens of thousands of soldiers who are not subordinate to each other are crowded together in a heap, and there are people everywhere, but there is no order in the camp at all, there is only one rule here, the rule of the fist, whoever has a big fist can live comfortably in the camp.

If you use a figurative word to describe it, the word "garbage dump" is quite suitable, old tents stand haphazardly on the ground, tents come in a variety of styles, some are painted with abstract paintings, some are made of animal skin linen, arabesques, made of wood, and even someone has dug a pit in the ground and slept in an open bedroom.

And the division of the camp area is also unreasonable, many tents are densely packed together, like canned sardines, see the stitches, many people sleep in short tents, but their heads are exposed, one by one the desolate people step over their heads, bringing up dust, so that the heads are like lumps, only two nostrils are black.

But there is also a particularly spacious place, where are the strongest of the warriors, their fighting power is fierce, and their fists are hard enough, and the neighbors who beat them have moved, and the place where a hundred tents can be set up alone These dozen tents are erected, leaving a large blank space, and the deserted warriors who are as strong as cattle go in and out of the tents, and from time to time from the tents come the screams of women and the laughter of women.

In addition to the noisy and crowded crowding of people everywhere, the camp is also a miasma of black smoke, there is a scorching smell everywhere, as far as the eye can see, countless black smoke rises into the sky from all corners of the camp, the deserted warriors here have received food, cooked by themselves, there is no unified cooking utensils, they can only find their own way, some people use leaves to wrap the dough and bury it in the ground and burn it, some people use wooden sticks to roast on the fire, some people use stone slabs to burn red, and naturally some people use clay pots to cook.

Gao Feng and Ma Cha's team came in only after paying bribes, so naturally there was no good place to arrange them, and the worst, dirtiest, and smelliest place was their camp.

Ma Cha didn't dare to say anything, but Ye Kui didn't do it, even as a low-key lurking, he couldn't forget his identity as a garo, but Gao Feng didn't want to make any extraneous branches, so he asked Ma Cha to lead people to clean up the accumulated garbage outside the camp and find a place to settle down first.