On the old bear cave street where people are crowded and crowded, the group of big men with the shape of Hu Dali is particularly eye-catching. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the entire Old Bear Cave on Golden Tooth Island, there is not a single kind person, and all the members of the hunting group are full of blood and evil. In the eyes of some people who have cultivated the special pupil technique, all of these hunting groups are wrapped in a cloud of blood mist.

But compared with the dozen or so people in Hu Dali's line, these hunting group members are as harmless as domestic watchdogs.

The blood mist on their bodies had condensed into substance, and the blood color was too rich, and it had turned into a viscous purple-black. There were a few guys who had killed too much, and a faint black light came out of their celestial spirit covers, making their brutal, brutal faces as vicious as evil spirits.

This is a group of extremely vicious thugs who have done a lot of evil and do all kinds of evil, and they should be sent to the eighteen layers of hell alive.

It seems to faintly feel the invisible evil aura on these guys, and the members of the hunting group who blow their noses and stare at them on the street, whenever they are pushed away by Tiger Dali, they often glare at Tiger Dali and others angrily, and soon subconsciously get out of the way.

"Count these chicks as interesting. The tiger vigorously 'giggled' and smirked, and triumphantly patted the Qinglong Yanyue Knife on his shoulder.

"Brother Might!" several big men laughed, their blood-colored eyes 'purring', and murderous intent loomed in their cloudy eyes, their eyes like sticky fly tongues, slowly slashing across the precious goods displayed in the roadside shops, sweeping over the breasts of the beautiful women they occasionally saw, or like a blade, gently sweeping over the necks of those hunting group members.

Judging the value of the goods, judging the appearance of the beauties, always thinking about how to send weapons into the vital points of the people around them, and killing the other party as quickly as possible, this is already the instinct of these men.

They are also outlaws in the Fallen Star Ocean, but unlike hunting groups with fixed locations, they are roaming, extremely harmful, and infamous and feared pirates.

Sometimes they gather in groups, sometimes they scatter like fireflies, wandering around, living in no fixed place, ruthless, ruthless, where they pass, there is no grass, seeking money and killing people, there is no morality. Like a group of hungry ghosts from hell, the pirates of the Fallen Star Ocean will frantically attack any target that appeals to them.

The members of the hunting group eat knife-edge rice, and every time they go hunting, they tie their heads to their belts.

And these bandits, when they became bandits, they already considered themselves dead.

After today, I don't know if there is a tomorrow, maybe there will be a happy place tonight, and tomorrow there may be a person who will be divided into five horses and die without a place to be buried. Therefore, every pirate is a fanatic who has fun in time, every pirate is a madman with a twisted heart, and every pirate has a strong self-destruction and the perverted desire to drag everyone around him to die together.

Tiger Dali was followed by more than a dozen pirates, and they were also pirates who had accumulated years.

Every man behind him has been struggling in the bandit industry for decades, struggling out of the sea of corpses and blood again and again, and crawling out of the desperate situation of life and death again and again.

Anyone who has survived for more than ten years in the pirate industry will have a resounding title - 'sea wolf'.

The dozen or so men behind Hu Dali are the most ferocious, treacherous, brazen, and bottomless 'old wolves' in the 'sea wolf'. These guys have no faith, no loyalty, no mercy, no passion, they are just a bunch of garbage in human form, just a bunch of demons in human form, and wherever they appear, there will be no good things.

But these guys, but one by one they followed behind Hu Dali in awe, every time they swept over the key points behind Hu Dali with a trace of murderous intent, their eyes always flashed a trace of inexplicable fear.

Hu Dali suddenly stopped at the door of a shop on the side of the road, he waved his arms vigorously, knocked the seven or eight men blocking the door of the shop to the ground, laughed and stood in front of the grill in front of the store, looking at the golden pig's trotters roasted on the red charcoal fire and drooling.

"Hey, roast pig's trotters! This is more than half a year's work, eating raw fish all day long, Lao Tzu's intestines are a fishy smell. The tiger vigorously opened his hand, took out a handful of spirit crystals and slapped them heavily on the grill, and roared at the top of his throat: "Boss, roast pig's trotters, come five hundred first...... Huh, you want to eat it too?"

A group of old bandits behind Tiger Dali stared at the pig's trotters on the grill one by one.

Hu Dali shouted again: "Give my brothers behind me, another five hundred." ”

The owner of the shop, a monkey spirit who was about five feet tall, ran over, and his face was full of smiles before he had completely taken off his monkey hair, and he nodded vigorously towards the tiger: "Alas, the uncle is here......? In a word, uncle, what you want, we can bake it!"

"Hee-hee! There are not only all kinds of barbecue, but also high-quality wine! Uncle, are you sitting and drinking slowly, eating slowly?" the monkey spirit smiled brightly. As soon as Hu Dali opened his mouth, he asked for a thousand pig's trotters, which was a big deal.

If you run a restaurant, will you be afraid of a big-bellied man? As long as you give money, you can eat as much as you want, but you are afraid that your appetite is too small.

The tiger patted his stomach vigorously, lowered his voice and said angrily: "Roast anything?" Hey, come and roast a few bears, what are you doing?"

The monkey spirit's face changed suddenly, his face was distorted and he looked at Hu Dali, and said with a dry smile: "Uncle...... Don't make fun of it. Hey, in Golden Tooth Island, who would dare to do that kind of business?"

"So, don't brag!" Tiger slapped the monkey spirit in place and swirled in place, striding into the store: "I accidentally blew up your old lady, so what should I do?"

The monkey spirit's face twitched and twitched, he just didn't figure it out, bragging, how could he blow up his wife? What kind of meat talk is this?

More than a dozen old bandits followed Hu vigorously into the store, they looked around vigilantly for a while, and found that most of the diners in the store were a group of 'weak' and 'no threat' men, their expressions were slightly relaxed.

Sitting at a few square tables in twos and threes, a few old bandits began to slap the table and shout: "Good wine and good meat are sent up!" Hey, Brother Dali wants roast pig's trotters, hurry up, a thousand roast pig's trotters, send them...... Slow, looking for death?"

The little two people in the store were busy like spinning tops, and barbecued meat, wine, and all kinds of greasy fruits and vegetables were constantly delivered.

The tiger lay on the table and gnawed wildly, and in less than a quarter of an hour he swallowed five hundred pig's trotters and bones. Satisfied, he sighed, patted his belly, and the tiger vigorously wiped the greasy on his face, and roared loudly: "Brothers, eating, drinking, Lao Tzu hasn't touched greasy for a long time, this stomach hurts a little, go to the backyard first to relax!"

Standing up, the tiger vigorously grabbed Xiao Er and forced him to lead the way to the thatched house in the backyard.