I really didn't expect that the so-called good people who I had been looking forward to since I was a child would actually become demons, women don't know what kind of feelings she has relied on to support herself to live until now, these demons, yes, they are demons, wantonly trending male natives to dig up those stones for them that she can't name, and most of the female natives have become their tools for venting, in the past two years, the female natives who died at their hands don't know how many, many people were tortured to death by them in less than half a month, but I don't know what the reason, women have been targeted by them since a year ago but have lived until now, this phenomenon is hard if it seems to outsiders, but it was undoubtedly a disaster for her.

Over the years, the woman has had thoughts of suicide for an unknown number of times, but she has suppressed them, knowing that if she dies, there will be other girls who will be tormented by them, and if she persists longer, many girls will survive.

Or is there really a god in the world, God can't bear to watch this kind woman despair day by day, just when she is feeding food to the fat man's mouth like a puppet, suddenly, the door of the wooden house was pushed open by someone, and the woman recognized that this demon was also a raccoon dog of the fat man, and there were three companions who died directly or indirectly at his hands, but this time it was different, although she couldn't understand what the other party said, but she saw the same expression on his face as they did two years ago- Fear!

"Lord Embia, it's over...... Ahh

Before the guards who came in could finish speaking, the fat man smashed the lampstand next to him in the face and scolded angrily: "Damn! What do you mean that Lord Embia is finished!?

Blood flowed down her foreheads, and the woman couldn't help but feel a pang of relief in her heart when she saw the fight between them.

Enduring the pain of the wound, the guard didn't even dare to wipe it, nodded and apologized: "Yes, yes, it's my fault, Lord Embia, there are a lot of people outside who have broken into the island, and the guards outside have been killed by them!"

Embia pushed the woman in his arms to the ground, strode in front of the man, and aimed at his body with a burst of punches and kicks, and the fat on his body trembled with his movements.

"You're fucking sick with your brains, aren't you? Why didn't you say such a big thing earlier!Ahhhh

Although the fat man is just an ordinary person, and his body is a little vague due to excessive wine, but after all, he still has such a scale of tonnage, so under the angry fists and feet, the guards are still beaten all over the body, and the guards at this time don't even dare to block it, and at the same time they let out a burst of pain and scolded in their hearts: Lao Tzu just wanted to tell you, who told you to be so picky, damn! You are just the deputy head of a small business group, and you have nothing to put on a stand!

The guard's wail did not gain Embia's sympathy, but made him even more angry, and he seemed to have forgotten that now was not the time for infighting, fortunately, there were some guards in the room who knew the current situation, and hurriedly pulled Embia by the arm and thigh.

"My lord, now is not the time to get angry, you should go out and check the situation first, if the enemy is too strong, let's leave this place quickly!" "Yes, my lord, the overall situation is important, even if he really deserves to die, bear with it first......"

Wheezing and panting, Embia stretched out his fingers as thick as carrots, pointed at the guards who fell to the ground and said hatefully: "Let you go today, and when Lao Tzu solves the enemy outside, I will come to settle accounts with you!"

As soon as he went out, everyone saw the smoke from the north, and the imposing Embia was instantly weak, he was a useless person, don't look at the deputy head of the merchant group, but most of the achievements he made for the merchant group were relied on thugs and guards to make the other party sell goods to him at a low price under the coercion, many people never went to their merchant group after suffering a loss, and because of this, they would re-target this piece of broken jade archipelago two years ago, and coerce the indigenous people to do free labor for them by force, and in the past two years, the original nearly 50,000 indigenous residents on the island have also been tortured by them, and now less than 10,000 remain。

The smoke had spread to the area where they lived, and the shouts of killing, which were still relatively clear just now, had weakened a lot, either the guards had defeated the incoming enemy, or another possibility......

Grunt...... Embia swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he really didn't dare to imagine, knowing that his life was important, he didn't dare to bet his hope on the guards, so he didn't even think about it, he took the lead and ran in the other direction, in his memory, there was a small boat parked in the south of the island!

On the other end, a group of people are surrounding two people, and these two are not fighting side by side, on the contrary, they are the participants in the duel, and these two people, one of them is Embia's general Ampson - a fourth-order swordsman, and also the number one master of their entire merchant group, and the other is naturally the leader of the Dragon's Tooth Pirate Regiment - Sojas, there is no shadow of a guard among the onlookers, it can be said that this battle has been decided, but when Will proposed to shoot Ampson, he was stopped by Sorgeth.

"I haven't been able to fight with anyone since I went to sea, and this opponent is handed over to me!"

This sentence has caused the current situation, the two have exchanged thirty or forty moves, Sojes was hit by a sword in the chest and right shoulder, but the opponent only had the cuffs of his clothes torn.

Ampson looked arrogant, and pretended to be bland: "Fighting alone, you can't beat me with a little cub who doesn't have any hair, and several of your backbones are also on it together, you don't have to be polite!"

After saying this, the onlookers were so angry that they smoked in an instant, and few of them who were pirates were good-tempered, and the boss was looked down upon, which naturally angered this group of lawless guys, but fortunately, Will and Cervantes did not lose their cool, and they stopped the riot in a few words.

Sojes didn't care about the wounds on his body at all, but said to Will: "Will, help me keep an eye on the brothers, if anyone dares to help, they will kill him directly." "I care. Will loaded the bullet with one hand, and his finger was on the trigger, and the reason why he was looking for him instead of Cervantes or Bode was because this kind of thing to attack his own people still needed a person who was both powerful and prestigious, but ruthless enough.

Although Cervantes meets the previous conditions, he is an elf after all, even if he makes a move because of the order of the regiment commander, he will be criticized, as for Bode or old Weibull, their current strength and prestige are not enough, and they are also not suitable candidates to carry out orders.

Ampson's face changed slightly, don't look at what he said so easily, he actually knows very well that he is two pounds, not to mention that with one enemy and four, any one person in the backbone can help him to send him to hell, and his purpose is just to make Sogers and the pirates lose their normal mentality, so he can seize the opportunity to kill the opponent while looking for a chance to escape.

However, his plan was obviously ineffective, and he didn't expect that this young regiment leader would have such a high prestige, and what he didn't expect was that a young man of his age would be able to calm down under the stimulation of words.

Without continuing to talk nonsense, Sorjes suddenly threw his heavy sword, and took advantage of the gap between Ampson's blocks to pounce on a tiger jump, his right hand became a claw, and he grabbed the opponent's head violently, while his left hand was in the shape of a finger, and the fighting spirit was poured into his fingertips, as if it was a sharp sword, and the sound of breaking wind was brought out in the process of stabbing.

I really didn't expect that Sojes, a swordsman, would actually use his fists and feet, generally speaking, except for professionals or fighters from Longyuan Kingdom, few people know how to use fists and feet, and even fighters mostly rely on the strength of their fighting spirit to crush their opponents.