"You guys. \.//。。 What are you doing here? How, how could this be? Haven't the terms been negotiated? Why... AND ... Huang, Huang Jian, what the hell is going on? ”

The sudden mutation caused the Blood Bug Clan to panic. Its patriarch was also in a state of anger, panic and chaos, looking for Huang Jian's figure everywhere. After all, it was he who came into contact with his opponent twice. He was also the one who brought back the news of safety. Now that there is such a terrible accident, who else can you find if you don't look for him? It's just that he never had such a chance again. Because, dozens of strange earthy yellow objects have already flown out of the hands of hunters on both sides like a flood, and they have fallen one after another in the panicked crowd and smashed apart. A slightly spicy smell suddenly spread out in all directions, forming a faint layer of yellow mist, enveloping everyone in it.

The anesthetic tank, this is what Tianxiang uses to capture the Blood Bug people. As before, this sap, which is completely extracted from plants, once again has its desired effect. In just a few minutes, all the people in the corridor fell to the ground, intoxicated by this special smell. Huang Jian is no exception. Despite his nimble mind, he quickly ducked under the rubble on the side before the attack could begin. But I couldn't stop breathing through my nose. Of course, this also made it difficult for the hunters in charge of the search to pull him out from under the hidden masonry in a coma.

"Five hundred and sixty-eight。。。。。。 This time, the harvest is really too great. "Look at the prey on the ground that has fallen into a slumber. Tianxiang sighed lightly. He really didn't expect that just a few days of hunting would receive such a great effect. The number of the Blood Worm Clan is really huge, comparable to that of their own tribe. If all these people were willing to join their own race. That would be absolutely wonderful news.

The question is, are they willing to do it?

For this, Tianxiang is not absolutely sure. But there will be no absolute disappointment. After all, in their own hands, there is already a successful demonstration example. Huang Jian has been rescued. A bucket of cold water poured over his head suddenly woke him up from his coma. However, it was precisely because of this that he had a deep fear of the young patriarch. You know, you can capture all the people alive of a clan with more than 500 people. Definitely has wisdom far beyond ordinary people. Although I don't know what means and weapons the other party used, but in terms of the organization of the entire plan, it was enough to make Huang Jian, a guy who is usually quite conceited, feel shocked.

It's just that he no longer worries about the safety of his life. After all, since the moment he agreed to join the other party, Huang Jian was already a dragon hunter. Now, all he had to do was to combine the unconscious Blood Worm Patriarch with the high-ranking people of the rest of the land races. Identify them one by one. Let the dragons pick it out. Tie them one by one with a firm rope. Since he wants to rebel, he will simply be more thorough. Betray everyone, so that you may have to wait for the new patriarch to appreciate. Whatever, as long as I can eat enough and live. Their life and death have to do with me? After saying that, a few hours ago, Lao Tzu was no longer a bloodworm person. In this case, how can the current move be called a mutiny? At most, it can only be regarded as helping one's own people and annexing another ethnic group. God testifies, I am sincere for the development of the dragon clan!

Huang Jian had a thought in his head, of course Tianxiang didn't know. It's just that although he is a little disdainful of his unusual hard work after he wakes up, he is also happy to ignore it. He was confident that as long as he had time, he could turn this cunning and treacherous guy into his own through and through. Twelve people, this is the number identified by Huang Jian. It is said that except for the blood worm patriarch himself, the rest of the people are his sons and brothers.

As for the remaining clansmen, they were completely disarmed and woken up one by one with cold water. "You have all been captured, in other words, you are my spoils. I can turn you all into flesh. I can also treat you as my own people. I believe you know the fate of the flesh man. Either killed or eaten. On the contrary, if you join my people, then I can pledge here in the name of the patriarch that you will never go hungry again and will never suffer from the cold again. You will have enough mistakes to wear. You can no longer be afraid of the threat of bugs. With us, you can hunt any bug you want. Satisfy your hunger with their flesh and warm your shell with their shells. Above all, you will find yourself as a human being, a true human being, unintimidated by any danger. "That's what Tianxiang said to the captured Blood Zerg. Of course, that's not all there is to the speech.

"If you choose not to join, then it's easy. Personally, I'm averse to eating human flesh, but I'm happy to kill people and use dead people's corpses as bait to catch more bugs. Moreover, by doing so, it will also save my people a lot of delicious food. Tianxiang's words are quite seductive and threatening. Coupled with the fact that several pots of broth had been boiling for a long time on the spot, it didn't take much effort, and most of the hungry captives had already expressed their willingness to obey the leadership of the new patriarch. After pointing to the heavens and making an oath that they would never break, a group of new clansmen sat down happily in front of the soup pot, and swallowed the fragrant broth with that indescribable sense of comfort. The rest of the people, not many, but there are nearly fifty or so. According to Huang Jian, most of these people belong to the henchmen of the blood worm patriarch. Usually hunt and hide at the end, and when distributing insect meat, you can often get the most share.

For these people, Tianxiang really wanted to kill them with a knife. It's just that the other party's strong body quickly changed his mind. A group of capable slaves is a good choice.

It's just that. Before they can be used completely, they must completely cut off the idea of rebellion in their heads. The Bloodworm Patriarch and his relatives tied to the tree have also been woken up by cold water. Knowing their situation, they do nothing more than beg for mercy, scream, suffer, and remain silent.

"Let go all the beggars for mercy."

This is Tianxiang's order, and it is also a necessary means of subjugation. Since you can beg for mercy. It shows that the other party still wants to live. One more free slave, it's always good. As for those who shouted and cursed, they were all beheaded at the first time. Since you want to die, then I can grant your wish. Even, Tianxiang himself cut off the skull of one of them with his own hands.

The remaining six were silent. Among them, there is the blood worm patriarch.

"Are you willing to surrender or die?"

No one answered.

"I'll ask again, you guys. Would you like to surrender or be willing to die? Tianxiang raised his voice again. The machete, which was still dripping blood in his hand, was also raised higher.

No one spoke, and the five of them were trembling, nervously looking at the blood worm patriarch who was tied up in the middle. "These two are his sons, and those two are his younger brothers. The one over there was his brother. Huang Jian stood beside Tianxiang and said cautiously and flatteringly. Not speaking, in fact, also represents acquiescence.

Tianxiang is no longer linguistic. Stride forward. Wheel up the steel knife in your hand. He slashed at one of them by the neck. Hearing only the sound of metal splitting muscles and bones breaking and 6, mixed with a terrifying scream of severe pain, a human head with a mixture of red and white fell from the spine that supported its existence, and rolled to the ground, bringing up a thin layer of dust. As for the body that lost its head. A large amount of viscous blood gushed out from the fracture, sprinkling a layer of wet plasma on the ground nearby.

"This is his second brother." Huang Jian's obscene voice sounded from behind Tianxiang at the right time. provoked a burst of angry eyes from the kidnappers.

Tianxiang turned his head, glanced at Huang Jian, did not make a sound, and shook the steel knife in his hand empty, shaking off some of the bloodstains. He walked straight up to the other person and slashed it down again. Next, there is the third, fourth......

Tianxiang felt an indescribable sense of fanaticism welling up in his heart. He wanted to kill people, and he wanted to use the knife in his hand to kill all the captives present. Cutting people, it's tiring, but it's absolutely exciting. Especially the moment when you control the life and death of others, it is enough to give birth to a majesty that looks down on everything.

Refreshing and dripping. It's just, a little tired, very tired.

"Huh--huh--" Holding the knife, taking a few breaths, Tianxiang maliciously picked a severed human head with his toes, stepped on it heavily, and stared at the silent blood insect patriarch for a long time, only then did he pick up the long knife again and walked in front of another person.

This is the fifth, and the last son of the Bloodworm Patriarch. "Nope! Please! Don't kill me - I - I surrender! I give up! A sharp scream came from the mouth of the kidnapped boy.

Everyone is afraid of death, especially after seeing their friends and relatives being cut off in a row, that great fear of death will definitely make a normal person crazy. On the contrary, the desire to survive will definitely be much stronger than usual.

Tianxiang, who killed his hand, obviously didn't want to let go of this toy for his own pastime. "You don't speak for your father."

After saying these headless words, the blood-dripping steel knife was once again held high.

"Wait, please wait. I... I'm willing to surrender...... Surrender ......"

The lonely and sad voice sounded from the mouth of the blood worm patriarch. It was accompanied by intermittent sobbing and choking. This is the effect that Tianxiang wants.

"Tell me, where did you get this gun?" Without much to say, the young group leader who put down the butcher's knife went straight to the point.

It was an M98F pistol recovered from the Blood Bug Patriarch. 7.62 mm caliber. There were four rounds left in the magazine. If it was just an ordinary pistol, Tianxiang would definitely not be too interested in it. He already has a large number of munitions. Such a small pistol naturally won't get into the eye. Moreover, in a world full of ancient ruins, it is not a lucky fortune to be able to pick up a working pistol. Tianxiang himself is the best example of this.

Merely. What struck him as strange: the pistol was new, as if it had just been produced. For six hundred years, this is a great test for any object. Pistols made of steel are no exception.

What does it mean that an almost completely new pistol, which appeared six hundred years later?

A well-preserved arsenal?

Or is it an ancient relic somewhere that survived the war? Or is it a base that is used as a secret location by the Blood Worm Patriarch?

Everything, it's possible.

However, the respondent's answer surprised Tianxiang.

"Sea Clan... This is the treasure I got from the Sea Clan... "Salt - pistols. There is such a connection between the two.

"When did you swap with them?" Suppressing the huge shock in his heart, Tianxiang asked quietly.

“…… Ten solar days ago...... It should be ...... at that time."

"In exchange for what?" "Two ... Two aphid plots... ”

Tianxiang was stunned that two of the most ordinary aphid skins could be exchanged for an extremely precious pistol. Can this, can this still be called an exchange? It's a gift.

"Tell me, where can I find the Sea Clan?" After taking a deep breath and calming down a little, Tianxiang continued to ask. "I don't know." The Blood Worm Patriarch replied unexpectedly, "I didn't go to them. They found me on their own. ”

"They found you on their own?"

"Yes. Someday. On the way, I happened to have two aphid skins with me, so I exchanged this for a pistol with them. Such an answer is incredible. Tianxiang wanted to tell himself that the other party was lying. But it's true. The results of Sigan's probe told him unmistakably that the Bloodearly Patriarch was not lying, everything he said. It's all true.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" After pondering for a long time, Tianxiang turned to the tied prisoner and said coldly.

"I 。。。。。。 Do I have to die? The questioner's tone sounded a little dry.

"That's right". The voice of the reply was also quite cold.

"Why? Why, exactly? There is no major feud between our two races, and there is no bitter hatred. Why do you have to kill them all? ”

Speaking of this, the Blood Worm Patriarch couldn't stop crying. Although he is a poor man, while watching himself be exterminated, the heart-piercing pain is difficult to express in any language. "Quite simply, just because you're their patriarch. So, you have to die. I don't think you would have thought that you would have such a day when you annexed that small tribe before! ”

The law of the jungle is the rule of the dark world.

“。。。。。。 I understand...... I see...... The Blood Worm Patriarch said miserably, "So。。。。。。 My son, he ... Will he survive? "Yes! As long as he is honest and my slave, he can live. ”

"Got it...... I get it......"

The patriarch who was tied up muttered, and with a look of infinite nostalgia, glanced at his weeping son who was not far away, and then stopped talking. Just tilt the erect head slightly forward.

Tianxiang didn't say much, his face was still with the usual indifference, and he waved the steel knife in his hand heavily...... Including the son of the patriarch who let go, there were fifty-four people in all. This is a restless group that can be exploited. Although some of them still have a hatred for themselves. Either way, they're always a tool to use. Especially in the case of a shortage of manpower, the advantages of this tool are even more prominent. Of course, if the tool is not used properly, it even has the meaning of harming its own owner. I am also absolutely sure that I will kill all these people and leave no one alive.

It's just that before that, there is one more thing that needs to be resolved.

"Are there any of those meat people you brought with you who are good at mending clothes, making shoes, etc.?" Tianxiang, who carefully wiped the blood on the blade, asked Huang Jian beside him without looking back. "Yes, there are three who are good at making shoes from thick insect skin, and their craftsmanship is quite 。。。。。。."

"Go, pick them out." Tianxiang interrupted Huang Jian's speech. As long as this part of the answer is actually sufficient.

It didn't take long for Huang Jian to come to Tianxiang with three people who had lost their legs and relied entirely on their hands to support their movements. "How many meat people are left?"

"Ten ... Nineteen ... ”

"Go, kill them all." Tianxiang spoke in a loud voice, and he was also very calm.

"Kill... Kill them all... They, they're still useful! Huang Jian involuntarily felt an inexplicable cold air, surging from the bottom of his heart, and instantly walked all over his body. (Lao Hei was very moved, I didn't expect so many friends to read books during the holidays.) Is. Originally, I was going to go out with my wife this year, but I couldn't help it, my son was too young. If we leave, that stinky boy will probably have to live on milk powder, so ..... Hehe! If you come late, I wish you all a happy holiday and read a lot.)

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