The rainy season arrived as scheduled, and the pouring rain filled the space between heaven and earth at the edge of the great forest of Glilu. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info The roaring rain faintly concealed the impending killing machine, and the tribe was sad.

Ansange was presiding over the tribal meeting, and Ding Qiang was lying in the corner and listening quietly.

"I'm sure you all know the prophecy I just said, and Patton is our savior. Let's all sit here today, and discuss collectively what should we do in the future?"

As the most noble sacrifice of the tribe, it has always been a word of its word, and there is room for discussion with everyone. In the tribes, sacrifices are their gods. There has never been a sacrifice to ask their opinion for their opinion. Not to mention, suddenly putting a warrior in such a revered position, although that prophecy is a bit thunderous, but it is a prophecy after all. The scene suddenly fell silent.

"Ahem, can I say a word?" asked Ding Qiang.

Onsanger looked at Barton approvingly, "Say, Barton", "If it weren't for you, we would have all been dead three days ago."

Only then did everyone react. It seems that the situation is not strong. All eyes were on Barton, waiting for him to say something.

"Ahem......" Ding Qiang was stared at by so many weirdos at once, and he was suddenly a little nervous.

"That's right, I just chatted with Ang Sanger Priest before everyone came, and I heard him say that after the rainy season, the demonic beasts in this dead forest will come out to feed, and then we will be in even greater danger!" Ding Qiang finished speaking, and found that everyone's faces showed shocked expressions.

"Don't be so nervous, this, I know everyone knows our current situation, but there is no need for such an expression," Ding Qiang glanced at Ang Sange for help.

"Haha, haha" Angsanger laughed twice, his voice full of self-deprecation and helplessness.

"Let me explain it to you. Barton had just woken up, and he was a little incoherent and had problems with his mental fit. There is another, I think, the previous tradition is going to change, especially when Patton woke up and said, three stinkers top one Zhuge Liang, which means that everyone can brainstorm and often achieve the most ideal state, which is better than one person meditating hard. The sacrificial traditions of the past are about to change, and I believe that whoever can lead us all to survive is someone we should respect and support. And Patton is the messenger who is going to change the continent in the prophecy" Ang Sange finished speaking in one breath, his expression was a little lonely and a little inexplicably excited.

The crowd was completely thundered. But it was soon diluted by the danger of the impending extinction. When a new system was born and the old tradition was shaken, it was rare for the transition to the past to be so smooth.

"Can I say a word?" a weak voice came from the corner.

When everyone looked back, they saw that it was Little Bijika. A skinny tribal little boy. Everyone was looking at little Bijika with the eyes of a monster, and he was so frightened that he quickly shrank back into the corner.

Ding Qiang looked at the scene of being in an embarrassing situation for a while, and was suddenly a little speechless, it seems that his habits on the earth are still a little conflicting with the habits here, not everyone can see it. After all, it took a lot of effort and spit to convince Ansanger at the beginning, and until now, his body is still uncomfortable. I just said a "Angsanger sacrifice", and everyone stared at him with a murderous eye. It's still a little naïve. But this little Bijika did her a great favor.

After a night of talking with Ansanger last night, Ansange was the first to notice that he was not the same Barton as before. And the idea of coming up is simply unbelievable and shocking. At that time, he turned his face with him, and there was a small-scale strength competition, and what completely shocked Angsanger was that this new Barton was one point stronger than the previous Barton. And the resilience can be called the pervert of the metamorphosis, as a warrior, what is even more perverted is that his spiritual power is stronger than his sacrifice, he can't live anymore, and he was soon ravaged by Ding Qiang. And Ding Qiang's vicious picking on his ass and beating him hard, which has a lot to do with the fact that someone despised someone at the beginning.

Maybe the skills are not as good as others, when their lives are threatened, everyone wants a strong friend, not an enemy, and Ang Sange quickly reorganized himself and surrendered as a whole. Coupled with the prophecy that I remembered afterwards, I was quickly relieved, and I joined Ding Qiang's plan completely voluntarily, and spared no effort. When he opened the chain of thoughts, he had some ideas that Ding Qiang praised him. Now Ding Qiang's belly is even more slanderous, this old monster is simply an old hooligan.

"Do you deceive your own people like this? Damn!" the secret Ding Qiang gave Ansang a middle finger. But he also clapped his hands for his political skills.

"Now that Barton is the only warrior in the tribe, and all his safety is on him, I think we should hear his thoughts first. Ansanger suggested.

The crowd was silent.

Ding Qiang also knew that now was not the time to be silent, otherwise the plan would not be implemented. And it is very likely that his little life will be meaninglessly explained in this place where people don't and monsters everywhere.

"I suggest that we first count how many materials we have, concentrate on rations, distribute them in a unified manner, abolish the previous practice of male superiority and inferiority of women, and uneven distribution, and don't let us starve to death in the distribution of food and drink, especially the elderly, children, and women need to be taken care of. ”

As soon as Ding Qiang finished speaking, the male voices in the tribe immediately retorted.

What's more, a sharp-mouthed man with an obscene appearance and a flowing air directly stood up and accused Ding Qiang: "What are you, dare to change the traditions of the tribe, even our sacrificial adults have no right to change it!"

"Also, women, children, and the elderly have always been the objects of abandonment by the tribe, and if they are given rations, will we starve to death?"

When Ding Qiang heard this, the habits of civilized people on the earth exploded again, completely ignoring the habits of the jungle in this world, and machismo broke out completely.

"Look for death!" Ding Qiang floated horizontally from the ground to the lewd man, and there was only an afterimage as fast as possible. Bang! The lewd man was captured by Ding Qiang on the top of his head, and a cold murderous aura forced the lewd man. The crowd was dumbfounded.

Ansang looked at Ding Qiang disappointed and full of resentment. I closed my glasses angrily, out of sight and out of mind. That's your own people, ask for more blessings, this don't kill two hundred and five!

Ansang already knew Ding Qiang's terrifying resilience and terrifying combat power. The murderous aura accumulated by him in the previous solo battle of the entire encirclement and suppression squad was not lost because of the seizure, but because of the chaos of time and space, a substantial spiritual murderous aura was formed in him. After looking at Ding Qiang twice, he didn't have the courage to look at it a third time. The current lewd man is in this embarrassing situation.

Ding Qiang roared angrily: "Are you still human? The spicy next door, your parents gave birth to you, and pulled you up with a handful of shit and urine, and when your wings are stiff and your parents can't move, you will become garbage, you will become waste, do ******you still have human nature? Children are the hope of the future, when danger comes, they don't think about how to protect their children, and the first one thinks about abandoning their children. ! You're not even as good as a brute! Abandon a woman, you still deserve to be called a man!"

"If you have a kind, kill me, this is the tradition of our tribe, although you are a warrior, do you think you are omnipotent, do you think that no one is better than you, you can be lawless and do evil. Big guy, go up together, kill him, he is still injured, kill him, we surrender to the Khasa Empire, we still have a way to live. The lewd man trembled and shouted at Ding Qiang.

Obviously, his words provoked the desire of some people to survive.

Ding Qiang originally wanted to scare and scare him, but who knows, he gave him an army, making it difficult to ride a tiger. Seeing that everyone was about to move, Ansanger was a little out of control of the situation. Ding Qiang was anxious, his mother pulled a, Lao Tzu crossed for no reason, and he was made like this. Get out!

"Poof!"

A bloody arrow sprayed from the lewd man's neck into the sky, and the bloody scene shocked everyone in an instant. When I looked at the lewd man again, I found that he had been killed by Barton. The head was pulled off alive and held in his hands. The women and children in the tribe were so frightened that they cried out for a while.

"Whoever is lying to confuse the crowd will be the end. The Khaza Empire spared no effort to kill us, do you naively think that if you surrender, they will let you go?"

"Now I'm going to give you two options. One is to leave the tribe, and the other is to stay and follow my command. I don't force it, but now I decide, leave the station to the left, and stay to the right. Ding Qiang said to everyone.

"Why should we listen to you, I'm leaving, who's with me?" the lewd man's fox friend called Fat Dun stood on the left, and didn't forget to pull a few votes.

Ding Qiang thought about volunteering at first, but soon became a nameless fire, damn it, you go yours, and started publicity, it seems that there are not bad two hundred and five who are not afraid of death here, okay, I will fulfill you!

"Ahh

"Poof!"

The fat head was pinched alive by Ding Qiang.

"It's okay to leave, but it's not okay to canvass for votes!

I wanted to leave, but my footsteps were sudden, with this killing god, who would dare to leave, although there was a certain chance of living if I left, but standing up now is equivalent to immediately going to the footsteps of Fat Dun. Everyone stood on the right hand side under Ding Qiang's obscenity.

This is how the tribal meeting, which was supposed to promote democracy, ended up in this way.

Although the way was a little domineering and a little cruel, it finally started according to Ding Qiang's previous thoughts.

Ansange immediately stood up and mobilized the tribe's people. The voice was urgent and passionate, completely ignoring the fact that Barton, the little rabbit cub, had just killed his two people, and did not have the slightest intention of revenge. Just kidding, this god of killing doesn't know how powerful others are, he doesn't know yet, and he still remembers last night's events. My ass still hurts tightly. Others don't want to live, he doesn't want to die so quickly, besides, seeing the change of order in the mainland with his own eyes, what a fascinating thing it is, if you don't want to live, don't drag me into the water.

Ding Qiang didn't know what Ansang thought in his heart, if he knew, he would be even more disgusted to beat this hairy old man's ass.

Under the absolute strength contest, in this tribe where the law of the jungle has become a habit, Ding Qiang finally really controlled this tribe that was being hunted down everywhere at the tribal meeting.

The encirclement and suppression team of the Khasa Empire has just been killed, and the location has been exposed, with the heart of the current rulers of the Hasa Empire, the tribe will usher in more crazy revenge and complete slaughter.

The next crisis is the most dangerous!