Showing the enemy to surrender with their hands raised in the air would not bring any dignity to this goblin tribe, but it would save their lives. When he found out that there was a group of terrifying beings who surrounded his home in a fan-shape, each goblin dropped the weapon in his hand and honestly squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

The strong smell that wafted as they rushed out of the cave also made the people of the raiding group take a big step back in unison, it was unbelievable!

These guys don't like to be clean, and they like to live in a semi-enclosed environment with such poor ventilation conditions, and they have almost contracted all the three evils of the Pan-American continent. Commander Cao even suspected that if he came a little late today, these guys would be able to suffocate themselves to death, and they didn't have to do anything at all.

After the torture of the six scattered people, the people of the raiding group knew why these goblin bandits could also do this business. Even their profession is full of their peculiar speculative labels, after all, they still have a few hundred people, although they are shorter, but they are not incapable of playing with guns and sticks.

Once the prey is small in number and doesn't look so powerful, these guys will rush out arrogantly and rob each other. And once the prey is large in number, or if it seems difficult to provoke, they can choose to hide it and not come out of the way.

Their way of survival also makes it very difficult for them to live in the Great Wilderness, they are not like those powerful bandits, they almost never rob those rich and good human caravans, all against some small number of indigenous tribes. There is no way, the lack of congenital conditions greatly restricts their progress on the road of banditry.

Their tribe hasn't starved to death yet, and it's already considered lucky. According to their patriarch, Beverly, their tribe took a lot of risks even to rob the small indigenous tribes. The reason is simple, the life of the indigenous people here is also very difficult, and even a grain of food will make them pay great attention to it.

When they faced those more ferocious bandits, they could only choose to obediently hand over their property in order to save their lives. But when faced with goblin bandits. Even the honest indigenous people will choose to rebel most of the time. If there is resistance, there will be bloodshed.

In the midst of the bloodshed, almost every robbery of the goblin robbers required considerable sacrifices. While other bandits rob with violence, they rob with their own lives. Beverly even took out the recent cases of successful robberies and shared them with the thugs in front of him, and Captain Cao also listened to them with relish.

Because goblins are also unpopular in the bandit industry, they must do this business differently than their peers who are born to be strongmen, that is, to use their brains.

They talk about robbery, but in fact they play almost all mental work. For example, using some of your allies to attract the attention of your target, and the other group of people to steal while the other party is being attracted to attention. Another example is to hide from the world. They often disguise themselves as refugees who have fled, passing through their target places of residence and pretending to make complaints to close the distance between them, and then take advantage of each other's vigilance to steal......

On a technical level alone, the Beverly tribe's robbery style is more varied than that of other bandits. Fortunately, the goblins are short in stature and don't have a lot of food, so they can barely survive in this land where tigers and wolves are rampant. There are two main reasons for their population growth, one is that there will be sacrifices in the process of robbery, and the other is that the harvest of robbery is limited, and from time to time they have to exile some of their compatriots.

There are more than 300 people in the Beverly tribe. There is hardly a goblin of age. In addition to dying in robbery activities, once their bodies have obvious deterioration, they will be kicked out of their homes as soon as possible. Adult goblin men make up ninety percent of the number, almost equal to the entire population.

There are also very few female goblins, only about twenty. They are not able to participate in "production". It can't generate income for the tribe, as long as it grows crooked melons and cracked dates, or the body is weak, or even a little older, it will be banished as soon as possible.

I have to say that such a tragic survival system is embarrassing. But it's rare for these guys to even be so careful in this regard. Even though the cowering goblin women were just as miserable in the eyes of the raiders, they were clearly better looking than the men around them. Most of them are relatively plump. This is the most conspicuous sign that they are in good health and can complete the tribal inheritance.

And the twenty or so female goblins look relatively clean, and in order to survive in the tribe, they have to fight against their natural fear of water. They have to bathe almost every day, and even find some dry flowers and plants to dress themselves up, so that they can look attractive to the "warriors" of the tribe. Only popular female goblins can give priority to food, which is also a major rule of this tribe.

This imbalance between men and women does not affect their daily lives in the slightest, and the vast majority of goblins are worried about three meals a day, and only the patriarch Beverly and some slightly "stronger" goblin bandits are entitled to "beautiful women", so this does not cause any internal contradictions. In many cases, as soon as you go out, everyone may never return home. If you're lucky, you can wait for your chance.

It's something like this that the Beverly Goblin Tribe has almost never encountered. In Beverly's words, goblins are notoriously pitiful creatures in the Exiled Realm, and they are ready to be eliminated at any time due to the harsh living environment without even human hands. Even though they were called bandits, they had hardly ever killed anyone. The other bandits also knew about the living conditions of these poor creatures, and almost all of them did not bother to trouble them.

Beverly even defended his own people, it is not that they don't like to be clean, but that this strong body odor is also a "protective layer" created by them in order to survive. Just imagine that other people know that they don't have any oil and water to fish, and they are disgusting when they get closer, so naturally they are more likely to be overlooked.

Even when the Golden State bandits were calling for wind and rain here, they knew that their existence had never looked for their bad luck, almost because of their characteristics. Living, but it is equivalent to not existing, such a bleak life also makes Beverly a little sad. Once upon a time, Beverly didn't think about hugging the thighs of the Golden State Gangsters, if he could be an accomplice under the rule of the Golden State Gangs, maybe he could make the people's lives more nourishing. was rejected by the two arrogant bearded men of the Golden State Gang.

Not only that, but they even broke one of Beverly's legs, who had gone to pay his respects. If he hadn't been disgusted and had to trouble the brothers below to collect his body, Beverly would have been killed on the spot. The two bearded men told Beverly that if the filthy goblins dared to appear in front of them again, they would be killed. Even the representatives of the messy mess are jealous of the goblins' dominance in this area, and one can imagine how necessary it is for them to maintain their "protective layer".

Beverly was cunning, and when he broke his leg, he was alone in the wasteland picking up grass roots to survive, fixing the injured leg himself, and he continued to breathe until the injury was too good to dare to return to his tribe as if nothing happened. It does make sense that he could be the patriarch, if his people knew that he was wounded. will definitely not care about him because he is the patriarch, but will exile him as soon as possible. Beverly's Lady of the Clan, who was second to none in the tribe, had many goblins in mind, and his position as patriarch had been coveted by others.

After returning to the tribe, Beverly pretended that he was fine, and after a period of time when the patriarch had the privilege of giving priority to food, he finally managed to take care of himself, which ensured that he continued to sit firmly in the position of the patriarch.

The six scattered people had already involuntarily turned their heads, stopped punching and kicking to extract confessions, and they even turned their faces one by one. I also secretly wipe the corners of my eyes from time to time. Even these six heartless guys are so sentimental, not to mention how sad the others are at the moment.

In the back, Beverly couldn't close the conversation by himself, and vented all his suffering like pouring beans from a bamboo tube. It doesn't matter if anyone listens to him or not.

In the end, Beverly was very sorry to tell Captain Cao that if Captain Cao came for money, they wouldn't be able to get anything. If you want to rob them of their small amount of food, and most of it has gone bad, it is better to kill them directly. There is no such food. They will not survive either. Recently, the indigenous tribes in this vicinity have been robbed by the Golden State bandits for unknown reasons, and even if the goblins go out desperately, they can't guarantee a little harvest.

If Captain Cao is willing to raise his noble hand and let them go, Beverly said that he is willing to give up his wife to Captain Cao to enjoy. Meanwhile. A female goblin with a bloated figure was pushed in front of Captain Cao.

It was an extremely charming female goblin, although she was only about one meter three meters tall, but her unique rice bucket-shaped body could make anyone dare not ignore it, and her body was almost the most valuable belongings in the Beverly tribe. When she stepped out of the crowd, Beverly couldn't even bear to turn her head away, not daring to look at it again. As if with one more look, he was reluctant to contribute such a peerless beauty.

The female goblin walked up to the black horse of Captain Cao's divine horse, and without anyone's instructions, she began to scratch her head and make gestures to sell herself to Captain Cao. She had eyeliner painted on her eyes, but it looked like she had found carbon slag, so much so that she applied a thick smoky makeup.

There was still a very uneven blush on both sides of her face, which looked like it should have been rubbed against the bark of the tree, and her face was ground down a little bit. Seeing Captain Cao's stunned "confused" appearance, she even squeezed her twin peaks into the middle with both hands, sending Captain Cao a 10,000-pound autumn wave.

Even if Captain Cao has no racist prejudice, he also can't appreciate the beauty of this alien race whose height can only be the same as his belly button and green skin. If it weren't for Captain Cao's quick reaction and strangled the reins in his hand, the black horse who was a little frizzy by her would probably kick her away with one hoof!

Even on such a strict occasion, the bandits of the raiding group looked at the female goblin and then at their boss, and they couldn't hold back a burst of laughter. Especially the head of the leather sect, he fell off the wolf with laughter...... (To be continued......)