We have too little information to know what the origin of the people who broke into the tribe is, but they are killing, we can't see death without help, otherwise the whole tribe will hang, what will we do with the mission?

We tacitly thought of going together, tidied up a little, took knives and daggers, and hurried out of the woods.

Originally, we could get there in the time of a cigarette, but the old cat didn't let us run too fast, and he led the team to the front.

I was so anxious that I had to follow the old cat's rhythm and keep my body as low as possible.

I have convinced the old cat and the iron donkey, especially the iron donkey, don't look so fat, but I can run and press my body to the ground.

I could only do as much as I could, and after we had finished half the distance, the old cat suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly. I was very sensitive to him, and I believe he must have found something.

I asked him silently with a look, what is the situation?

The old cat pointed to our right and led the way again. At first I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, but as we walked twenty or thirty meters, I heard a buzzing sound.

I think of mosquitoes. I felt the urge to shine a flashlight, but I was afraid that it would be too conspicuous, and when I was struggling, the old cat rushed forward.

Instead of using a knife, he grabbed two handfuls of sand from the ground and threw them at the front, before he came to a bush and stomped on it.

I heard a clicking sound, indicating that something was originally hidden in the bushes, more likely wooden.

The iron donkey and I wanted to rush over to help him, but the old cat wouldn't let him, and after stepping on it for a while, he sighed and said yes.

The iron donkey and I hurried to his side, and I smelled a strong fishy smell. The iron donkey asked me and the old cat to block the light, and he carefully unscrewed the flashlight.

When I saw what was here, I felt a sense of wonder and nausea. There was a broken crate here, and inside and outside the crate, there were a lot of weird dead mosquitoes sticking to it.

The largest is the size of a baby's palm, and the smallest is the size of an ordinary flower mosquito.

I contacted the previous incident, and my heart said that I really guessed correctly, and our coma was related to poisonous mosquitoes. I went deeper, and the poisonous mosquito was placed in a wooden box, indicating that it was raised artificially, and the presence of the wooden box here means that someone is going to use it to harm people.

We were by no means the target, and Iron Donkey and I wanted to go together, and we both turned our heads to look at the tribe in the distance.

This is not a good situation, I estimate that at this time, many reckless people in the tribe are asleep, and their overall combat effectiveness is very weak.

We're not afraid of leaking the target, and the old cat changes its plan and beckons us to rush over with all our might.

We swished and ran, and soon came to the edge of the tribe, and I noticed that the iron donkey had a special skill, and held up the binoculars to look at it as I ran.

During this time, he discovered a rule, telling us that these outsiders had a strip of red cloth tied around their arms.

The old cat took out a look of understanding and nodded. All I know is that the red cloth strip is a sign of their gang, but I don't know exactly what it is.

The iron donkey beckoned us to stop, and explained that it was the habit of mercenaries to tie strips of red cloth.

I also understand it thoroughly, but I wonder who can make such a big deal with a reckless person who is almost isolated from the world? This man also hired mercenaries to come and slaughter the reckless.

The iron donkey said no more, and took off his shoes again.

He was wearing a red sock, and the iron donkey took off one sock and cut it off three times with a knife.

I secretly praised the iron donkey for being smart, the mercenaries are all temporary workers, and they don't know each other very well, we pretend to be in it, and we can definitely fish in troubled waters, but the problem is that the iron donkey hasn't washed its feet for several days, and this red cloth strip is too smelly, right?

The iron donkey and the old cat didn't care so much, they quickly put the red cloth strips on, and I said in my heart that no matter how active I was, I had to be told by them again.

I gritted my teeth and put the strip of red cloth on my arm, but as soon as I finished it, I smelled the smell of salted fish wafting from my arm.

I suddenly had an idea, in the future, Brother Donkey doesn't need to stir-fry at home, just stuff the rice, smell the feet, eat a mouthful of rice, and save money!

But I just thought about it, and soon we continued our march again, quietly out of the tribe.

At this time, the wooden fences on the periphery of the tribe were simply unsightly, some were stained with blood, and some were hung with the corpses of reckless people.

We didn't look for the gate, and the old cat cut the sharp ends of several wooden fences with a knife, and we stepped on them and jumped over.

As it happened, we had just entered the tribe, and we were planning which direction to go next for support, when a short man came out of a straw hut with a knife.

He had blood on his knife and an ear in his hand, and he had just finished his evil work at first sight. In addition, he had a flashlight in his other hand, and he was shining it at us.

I was a little nervous because there was an enemy in front of me. But the iron donkey didn't care about that, and also shone it back with a flashlight.

I took the opportunity to see the man's appearance clearly, he was not a reckless person, but he should also be from Chuangui's side, and his appearance was very local.

He still thought that the iron donkey shook him, turned his head to one side, and shouted, "Why did the three brothers get together?" Don't delay, hurry up and kill people to earn money. ”

I guess they're going to cut off an ear after they kill the reckless, and when they get back, they're going to take the reward. That is, the price is based on the number of ears.

I secretly nicknamed this man, and I thought it was only fitting to call him an executioner.

The old cat and I didn't answer, and we didn't move, and the iron donkey walked towards the dwarf mercenary first. As he walked, he said, "Brother, don't be so positive, I just got the news, we can't make money this time." ”

The mercenary is very sensitive to money, he was stunned by the words of the iron donkey, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but then he asked the iron donkey with a curious look, "What's the situation?" ”

The iron donkey gestured to whisper to him. In fact, when the iron donkey came to him, he slapped him violently.

The iron donkey's palm was notoriously powerful, and I heard a pop, and when he took it, the dwarf mercenary's nose collapsed, his face was covered in blood, and he rolled his eyes and was dizzy.

The iron donkey snorted, saying that you are quite resistant, and made up another palm, but this kid couldn't stand it at all, and his legs slipped to the ground as soon as he was weak.

The old cat and I both moved forward. I was slow to react, perhaps not thinking about it at all, and the iron donkey and the old cat were like robbers, and they flipped at the mercenary's body.

But the man didn't bring a gun, nor did he bring any good knives, and the iron donkey and the old cat were not satisfied with the scolding words, and the iron donkey also said that this was not the way, and that the "burning stick" had to be found.

They don't want to get together anymore, otherwise it would be too conspicuous as the short mercenary said.

I found out that they had not consulted me at all, and without considering my skills, and immediately made up their minds that we should go our separate ways.

And after saying that, they left, one to the left, one to the right, and I thought about what I should do? But he's a big man himself, and they've both said so, and it's not like that's what I'm going to do with any of them.

I gritted my teeth, and said to myself, go to the middle.

I carried my knife and looked around vigilantly as I went. At this time, the atmosphere of the tribe was not as lively as just now, but it gave people a feeling of lifelessness, and only occasionally there was a noise of fighting.

I passed three straw huts halfway through, and I raised my knife to open the curtain of the straw huts.

The moment the curtain was lifted, I was ready to meet the enemy, but in these three straw huts, there was either no one or all the dead people, and the dead people still had one ear.

This means that I am late, and I have been taken care of by the enemy beforehand.

This time I came to a straw hut again, and I thought I had returned in vain, but just as I was about to lift the curtain, the curtain moved on its own, and a strong man came out of it.

I saw that he looked like a pervert, and his pants were not fully lifted.

This speaks for itself. He looked at me, especially at the red strip on his arm, without showing any hostility, and asked me, "Brother, do you care if you just died?" If you don't care, you can go for a refreshing trip. ”

I didn't rush to reply, I was thinking about how to knock him down at this moment. I felt the urge to raise my knife and stab him, and I felt that I would be stopped by him.

He saw that I was so indifferent, and he didn't have much interest in saying anything, and wanted to pass by me.

I saw this as an opportunity to look at him a little sideways, and when he was completely turned away from me, I would strike. But after he had taken two steps, he suddenly stood still and muttered, "What does it smell so bad!" ”

I guess I got it with the sock on my arm. I'm afraid he'll turn around and ask, and the opportunity will be gone.

I decided to do it now, but he seemed to realize something, and before I could do anything, he kicked him back.

I was kicked and rolled into the hut.