Before this thought flashed, Ruibao suddenly found that his body was uncontrollable, and it was forcibly twisted almost 360 degrees! The hand held by the indifferent primordial giant man was suddenly twisted behind him, and it was under the influence of this huge force that his body was forced to turn around!

This man has more strength than I am! No, it's crushing! Ruibao's heart sank.

But in the next 1 second, he couldn't care about thinking about breaking the game anymore. Because a sharp pain of a fracture came from his right hand, which suddenly rushed to his nerve center, and there was only one consciousness signal left in his entire mind-

Pain, pain, pain!

The giant man who twisted Ruibao's arm still had a cold expression, only a bloodthirsty taste in his eyes. He twisted Rainbow in full control, and then kicked it out right in the crook of Rainbow's knee. Ruibao immediately stood unsteady and knelt down.

A cowboy who can wrestle with jungle monsters is easily subdued in two of three strokes.

And the terrifying primordial giant, his eyes swept everyone in the field, and his eyes fell on Kang Bao, who looked exactly like Ruibao. Obviously, even primitive people who don't know the term twins know that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

A grim smile appeared at the corner of the giant man's mouth, and when the corners of his mouth rose, Kang Bao, who was entangled by three primitives, subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"No—" Combo cried out in distraction, sensing the threat of death from his brother.

The primitive people besieging him were seizing the opportunity of this opponent to lose his mind, and with a wave of the big stick in his hand, he smashed on Kang Bao's ribs, and suddenly, Kang Bao screamed miserably and collapsed down holding his ribs.

But his head was still held high, and he kept looking in the direction of his brother. And in his burning gaze, the primordial giant's free right hand had stretched out unhurriedly to his waist.

"Bang-" There was a soft sound, and a huge dagger was pulled out from the back by the giant man and held in his hand. The dagger was black, not made of bronze, but also of obsidian, with toothed tips and grips still made of bone, with an oppressive air of death.

The tip of the dagger was placed on the side of Rainbow's neck, where the major artery was located.

"Surrender, we surrender! Don't—" Combo shouted in disregard. In fact, there was no need for him to shout, when Ruibao was captured and Kang Bao was knocked out of his ribs, he was hurriedly caught up by the primitives and fell to the ground, and Zhou Daoan was also surrounded by the four primitives who had his hands free, and he could no longer resist.

All the adult men of the sprinting tribe, including the Scratch Heaven, were captured and wounded by enemies outnumbered by them, and all that remained were crying children and women, and old people who had no power to resist.

"Sa-"

This sound, in the language of primitive people, means death......

Seeing that his subordinates were already in control of the situation, the giant man's cruel smile became even more obvious.

His hand didn't pause, just pointed at the fallen Kang Bao, and slashed it horizontally with the tip of his blade.

Without hindrance, Ruibao's neck was completely cut, and the major arteries and trachea were completely cut by this knife, and rich blood gushed out at once.

"Brother-don't ......" Ruibao, who had a trachea leak and couldn't make a sound, looked at the pale brother in front of him, squirmed his lips, and said the last two words.

His head was lowered heavily, and he hung down on his chest, and he remained on his knees, no longer angry.

Combo opened his mouth in a daze, his eyes snapping shut and opened again, as if imagining that this was an illusion in front of him...... But his brother's corpse, five or six meters in front of him, was so real.

On the second day of the mission, not counting the missing answers, the second dead ferryman...... This time, not at the hands of forest monsters, but at the hands of primitive people who are more terrifying and cruel than monsters.

Zhou Daoan and Hurried had fear in their eyes, it was a fragile and involuntary sense of powerlessness in life! The death mission, which gives them a mental impact, definitely surpasses all the previous missions.

In particular, when his teammates, although they have only been together for 1 day and have no deep friendship, they are always a fresh life very close to him, and they are executed in the form of "cutting their throats...... When the plasma is overflowing, the double impact of vision and soul can crush an ordinary person.

"Slave of the devil, die."

The indifferent giant man holding a blood-stained obsidian dagger burst out of his mouth a string of words as cold as iron. Although the voice is not loud, no one will question it.

"Kill, there are not many of these devils, just kill one to deter them...... Don't forget the king's accountance. ”

Seeing that the giant man was murderous, the birdman wizard hurriedly reminded him.

The giant man named Ge Kill let out an "um" and waved his hand. The primitive warriors, whose eyes were bloodshot, immediately went into action, disarming the restrained men and then taking them prisoner.

The number of tribes who broke the sky was more than forty, and it was inevitable that there would be casualties in the battle just now. But the attackers obviously did not come for the killing, so the death toll was only five, and only two or three were seriously injured, and the rest were slightly or non-harmed.

The attackers, apparently very experienced with these captives, carried blood-stained weapons and shouted loudly, and soon divided the remaining thirty or so men into groups:

One group is an adult man like Scratch Potian, because these people are fighting power, so the attackers tied their hands behind their backs and used tanned rattan as ropes, not afraid of them breaking free at all. 、

The attackers then tied rattan sticks around the necks of the adult men and strung them in two rows with a thick pole made of three bamboo sticks. As a result, a group of five people was chained to death, and there was no way to escape.

The other group consisted of adult women, a little more numerous than the adult men, whose hands were not tied behind their backs, but were also firmly tied, strung with a long bamboo stick, and placed on their shoulders. In this way, the burden on women is smaller than that of men, and it is easier to drive and walk.

Next are the children, who are also tied in rows of five with thin bamboo strips through their armpits. The children were crying, but as soon as the attackers glared, they immediately stopped.

The rest are old people, old people who have completely lost their combat effectiveness and have little ability to move. The attackers didn't bother to look at these "wastes" and left them where they were - without the young hunters of the tribe to feed them, these old guys who had no viability would soon die.

As for the three remaining ferrymen, they were treated slightly better - their hands were tied separately, and the Birdman Wizard put a chain in obsidian around the necks of the three of them, so that the three of them were still "banned". And when they were driven away by the captives, the terrible murderer walked before them.

Capture, it's a foregone conclusion.

In the skyrocketing flames of the Burning Sprint Tribe, the captives with an unknown future were driven deeper into the jungle. At this time, the sun is just shining on the earth.

With the whimpering, crying, and distracted whispers of the captives, and the silence of the majority, the march began. They marched through the misty jungle, constantly being urged by the red-eyed primitives, and those who walked slowly were whipped up.

Walking through jungle after jungle and wading through chest-high streams, many of the captives lost the aid of their hands, had a poor sense of balance, and stumbled in the river several times, but were pulled up by their companions because they were strung into strings.

After crossing the rushing river exhausted, they had no place to rest, went into another jungle, and were even driven up the mountain that blocked the road.

The rugged mountain road is a more difficult difficulty than the river. At this time, this long string is a kind of torture for climbing the mountain. If one person stumbles slightly, the remaining four will have to bear a huge falling force.

But because of this string of bundles, those who have lost their footing are not insecure, but only increase the burden of their peers......

In short, there is no rest, no lunch, and even excretion is done in the middle of the march...... Along the way, it was not only a physical torture for the captives, but also a psychological torture.

Compared to these sprinting tribe villagers, who lost their homes and freedoms overnight, the ferrymen's situation seems to be much better. But in reality, all three of them are very bad:

Zhou Daoan has lost the blessings of skills such as Fearless Song and Pure Heart Pushan Mantra, and he is already an IN+ level body, which is already the limit for such a long journey.

Hurriedly is a woman, and without the help of the weird abyss armor, her physical strength will not be much better than Zhou Dao'an. What's even more embarrassing is that she has a sense of shame in a postmodern civilized society, and she can't squat on the spot like those captive women. Her lips were already chapped, her bladder was uncomfortably swollen, and she could only carry it under the gaze of primitive people who looked her figure up and down with red eyes......

And Kangbao, who suffered the most serious psychological blow, is more like a walking corpse. His eyes were hollow, his expression was numb, and he even kicked a stone on the road, causing his thumb nail to lift up and not respond. It wasn't until he was passive and weak that he fell directly on the road, and was "rescued" by those primitive people, that he could barely get back on the road.

"Is there a way......

This is the question that Zhou Daoan hurriedly asked when he was climbing the mountain.

"No ......" Zhou Daoan knew that he hurriedly asked if there was a way to get out of trouble, but at the moment, his energy and physical strength were in a state of weakness, so he could only force his spirit and say, "The only thing that can be thought of in the good is that our mission is ......."

Avoiding the caretaker with unkind eyes and finding an opportunity, Zhou Daoan said quickly: "The most critical task is time...... They have captured us, and there is no threat to life at the moment. As long as this road is long enough, we don't have to worry about our lives on the road for the time being......"