It is said that the elves' hearts are as pure as crystal and spotless, and this night elf is more in line with this legend. was teased by the three golden flowers, and even everyone said it as a family. Many people are very curious about how he counted his family, is it that everyone lives on the Pan-American continent, and this is a family?

"Who's family with you? You can't be too shameless, little friend. Wade's handsome guy patted the elf's shoulder seriously, educating him with the face of a person who came over, but Wade's hundred-for-steel long knife in one hand was also pulled in his hand, and from time to time he made a gesture between the elf's legs, which was also full of threat.

The elf was about to be made to cry by these vulgar and unreasonable fellows, he had lived for more than a hundred and fifty years, but in terms of mental and physical development, he was indeed the same as the half-grown child of the orc race. It can be said that he has never met a group like the Raiders since he was beaten, so he is now acting very helpless.

"We really are family, I'm a half-elf, I have half-orc blood in me!" the elf was stunned, and said a fact that surprised the raiders. But it was because of his words that the people of the raiding group were really miraculously polite, and even Wade stopped teasing him.

"I don't think so, he is obviously a typical elf appearance, where can I see the slightest orc appearance? And it is said that elves are not very fertile, and it is rare to combine with other races, and it is even more difficult to give birth to half-breed children. I think this cunning and cunning thing is lying to us!" Barkley looked down at the child, who was no more than his chest-height, with a questioning expression.

Buckley's argument is also well-founded, as it is well known that orcs are almost always racial. And these traits will be passed down from generation to generation. Even if the two orcs are combined, the children born generally carry the characteristics of the two orc races, and the children born of orcs and other intelligent races, such as the combination of humans, will also have obvious orc characteristics. From this elf, Buckley did not see any orc features.

The problem of elves' low fertility is even more understandable, even if it is a pair of elven couples who love each other, it is very difficult to conceive a child, and it even takes two or three hundred years of hard work to successfully conceive a offspring. This kind of cycle. The average life expectancy of orcs is only eighty or ninety years old, and this is still the result of the calculation of those famous long-lived races.

And the combination of the elven race and other intelligent races, according to the grapevine, the probability of giving birth is even lower. This gossip is definitely not groundless, but comes from the human world. In the human world, elves have always been the most expensive and scarce high-level slaves, because the market is in short supply, so the slave trade involving elves has huge profits.

There are huge profits. There are countless people who take risks to hunt down elves everywhere. Therefore, there have always been many elven slaves living in the human world since the time when humans became the overlords of the continent. The offspring of elves and humans are half-human and half-elves, but the number is so scarce that almost no one has heard of it.

"You fat man, you speak aggressively. How can you judge people by their appearance? If it weren't for the fact that you are all orcs, I would have attacked you just now, for the sake of all of you as a family. I've shown mercy to your men. You don't appreciate it, but you can't be so unreasonable!" The elf was also very upset by Buckley's words, and his expression of "I already let you go, but I didn't expect you to be a white-eyed wolf" could directly make Barkley angry and spurt blood.

"Damn, who wants you to show mercy to my men? You little bastard is not as tall as Lao Tzu's navel, so arrogant, he provokes Lao Tzu, it only takes one fart to collapse you into a serious injury, believe it or not. If it weren't for the innocuous baby face of the elf, Buckley would have wanted to call it out with a fist the size of a sand bowl. What is a fat man? Barkley is now full of strong muscles, but the baby fat on his face has been with him since he was born, and this Buckley can't help it.

"Don't say it, big brother, it's useless for you to look big, strength is the last word. If you go head-to-head with me, within three moves, I'll make you lie on the ground and can't get up. The elf screamed as well, and stared at Barkley with disdain, not saving any face for the vain creature of Buckley.

"Come on, brothers, tell me a fair word, talk about what Pug can do to this little brat. Barkley grew up so big, and he had never been so underestimated until now, especially when he was so looked down upon by a half-sized man, Barkley felt that his manhood was strongly questioned, and he almost went straight into a state of rage.

The elf had no idea that he was now in a relationship with the famous Bigmouth Hawker of the Raiders, and in his eyes, perhaps the rough men of the Raiders were of the same type. Their muscles look quite intimidating, but this elf feels that he is a technical type, playing delicately, and both sides are on a different level.

"It's hard to say, although this little kid is still very young, but as you saw just now, it took a little effort for the boss to catch him, which undoubtedly shows that he still has some doorway. Iverson didn't side with Barkley this time around, but gave a very pertinent opinion. In other words, the relationship between the nine monsters of the raiding group is so strange, even if everyone is a brother in life and death, they will definitely not be soft when they can fall into the well. As soon as they see Barkley's self-confident appearance, they will find a way to come out and trample on their feet as soon as possible.

"That's right, the size doesn't speak for itself, and the boss isn't as big as us, but can you do it over the boss?" Lebon snickered on the side, frowning and grimacing at Barkley.

"Is this young long-range attacker more powerful, or is Buckley, the first man in our raiding regiment cadres, known as the human chariot, superior? Mai Shiren was still so personable, waving his stainless steel folding fan, pretending to fan himself with the wind, but there was a gloating expression on his face.

Several other monsters also nodded. Agree with them. It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and walk it for a walk. Rodman has already put out the tools for betting and directly opened the market for open betting. What made Barkley feel insulted was that Rodman's betting method was the same as the previous table of Captain Cao and the white-haired split-ground rhinoceros, and he didn't even change the odds, but just changed the name of Captain Cao to "Elf", and the replacement for the white-haired split-ground rhinoceros was "Charles Buckley". That said, Barkley doesn't even have an option to win, which is insulting.

"Forget it. You friends, I am not on the same level as you at all. You only think about fighting and killing all day long, and I pay attention to convincing people with virtue. The opponent is only an underage child, and I, Sir Charles, refuse to do anything to women and children, so this proposal is abandoned!" Barkley waved his hand unusually generously, indicating that he was not prepared to wade into this pool. Barkley almost went on a rampage just now, and that point of difference was the determining factor.

Barkley is not blind, how can he not see the difficulties of this elf? If it is in the open field, Barkley is confident that he can still carry a piece of equipment from the beginning of spring to the Chinese New Year. After all, Barkley's heavy armor has no dead ends at all, even if he can't kill this elf, at least he can still ensure that he is safe and pull down the "ghost mask" involved in Captain Cao. Even the weakness of the eyes was tightly protected, and even the elven arrows were powerful, they had to be able to penetrate a few fingers thick heavy armor to hurt Buckley. Barkley could have sat on the floor and watched him jump up and down. To subdue this athletic elf in this primeval jungle. Barkley has no spectrum at all, and the speed of that elf is not on the same level as Buckley. Barkley can only eat ash behind other people's butts. Among the main fighters of the raiding group, the only ones who can compete with this elf in terms of speed and agility are Wade, Iverson and Ginobili.

As for whether Barkley is the type who advocates convincing people with virtue, this question is divided. Sir Charles has used countless methods to clean up his enemies since his debut, but not including the weapon of "morality".

"Scared, don't you dare to come, don't dare to come, you are ashamed of what you said so high-soundingly, such a person of such age?" Unexpectedly, the elf did not give Sir Charles this face, he even stretched out a little thumb and dug his nostrils without an image, with a disdainful expression, directly unveiling Sir Charles's hypocrisy.

"Aren't you Bimon orcs and humans mortal enemies? Why are you Bimon heroes following a wicked human being? If it weren't for the fact that I regarded you as a family and had already attacked you just now, I didn't expect you to betray me. Feeling the interested eyes of the head of Cao beside him, the elf added. As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and this elf is also like this. Even if he admitted that he couldn't beat Captain Cao, but after being captured by Captain Cao, his mouth never stopped, and he had attracted a lot of hatred for himself. The human beings he talked about naturally meant Captain Cao.

But it is precisely because of this that Captain Cao is full of interest in him. From Commander Cao's point of view, he felt that this elf had the taste of a warrior of the raiding regiment, whether it was his personality or his mouth that was good at beating mouth cannons, it made Commander Cao feel that his training index was very high, and he was a standard manufacturable material.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know what to do, our boss is a standard orc, Beamon of Beamon. My boss is a mutated Beamon orc, an Ace donkey man. Ginoby poked the elf's taut little ass with his sheathed serpentine sword, giving a kind reminder.

"Huh, mutant orcs, or donkey people of the Ace clan, isn't that my eldest cousin?" As a result, the elf looked up and down at Captain Cao for a long time as if he had discovered a new continent. If this is true, then this elf just did a black hand to Captain Cao is a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple, and the family doesn't recognize the family.

"Don't mess with the relationship, I don't have a cousin like you, but you report to your family so that we can get to know each other. If you didn't lie, then we will be generous enough to blame us for what you threatened us or even did to us today. If you can't give a reasonable answer, then sorry, we'll take care of you. Head Cao looked at this cute and stupid boy with a wry smile, and sighed that he really had the potential to be a brother.

"Well, since you're so curious, let's introduce yourself. The elf nodded with a look of embarrassment, and said, "My name is Stephen Curry, and I am a member of the Abrahamic Night Elf tribe of the Everfree Forest, and the reason why I say that I am a family with you is because my father is an orc of the House clan of the Beamon Empire, Dale Curry." The reason why I don't have the last name Abraham is because of my father, and my mother insisted that I use the surname 'Curry'. When my father came to the Everfree Forest for an adventure, he met my mother, and the two were united, and I was born, a true orc-elf hybrid. Because I did something wrong a few days ago, I was punished by the patriarch, and I came to guard the cemetery for half a month, and then I met you rough people coming, and what happened next, you all know. ”

For Captain Cao, there was nothing surprising about what the baby-faced elf who called himself Stephen Curry said, at most it was just to let Captain Cao know something about his personal life. But for some people, the words of this elf's self-introduction are tantamount to earth-shattering words.

If you have a little bit of background, you may be more concerned about the name of the tribe he belongs to. Elves are also scattered in all corners of the Pan-American continent as a tribal unit, and the history and cultural heritage of this elf tribe can be judged from the surname of the tribe. And Abraham is a typical ancient elf surname! (To be continued......