Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The ghost assassin who returned from the apocalypse had been dormant for too long in the body of a loyal and honest college student.

He couldn't wait to enjoy the thrill of hunting in the dark again.

According to the news from the Rat People's handyman, there are only three high-level gladiatorial fights involving the power of totems in the arena where Big Buck is located today.

Then there are the rat minion soldiers testing all kinds of strange new weapons and brand-new tactics with big brain holes.

99% of new weapons and new tactics are rubbish.

Few viewers are interested in such silly tricks.

The lives of the Rat People's servants are not very valuable.

So there is no need to watch the series of Big Buck.

Around the time of "Tiger's Hour," he would wrap up his day's work.

The Turanian civilization divided a day into twelve divisions, each of which was equivalent to two hours, and each was named after a beast.

The moment of the tiger is about four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, when work is over, Big Buck will go to the tavern and casino next to the blood skull arena with his companions in all likelihood.

Moreover, he hadn't been to the "Sugar House" for three days.

After winning wildly and gambling wildly, Meng Chao didn't think he could resist the temptation.

According to the usual practice, he would probably walk into the back alley leading to the "Sugar House" in the halfway point of "The Eagle's Hour".

At the "Moment of Worms", that is, leaving the "Sugar House" at around ten o'clock in the evening, I rushed back to the Blood Skull Arena before my companions, pretending to have been working hard and sweating profusely.

As for the other guests, they usually leave the "Sugar House" later in the dead of night.

That is to say, when the "Moment of Worms" came, there was a high probability that Big Buck would appear alone in the poor streets and alleys that Meng Chao had explored and deduced several times.

As for Mr. Wild Boar Buck from Hongxi Town.

He still appeared in the tavern on time every day, scolded Big Buck in public, and vowed to take revenge.

According to the tradition of the Turan people, such a performance of "speaking harshly" lasts about five to seven days.

Then, under the "persuading persuasion" of his companions, the wild boar Buck "leaves with lingering anger and resentment", which can be regarded as temporarily magnifying Buck and saving his own face.

Go through it one last time with all the details in your head.

Meng Chao smiled slightly, and suddenly got up from the liquid medicine that was already as thin as water.

Then he saw that Ice Storm was sitting across from him, looking at him expressionlessly.

Just like last time.

Meng Chao sat back.

"You know, I suddenly had a very bold idea. Could it be that you weren't injured at all?"

Bing Fengfeng frowned and said, "The reason why you pretended to be dripping with blood and bruises all over your body, so that Ye Zi and the others were deeply moved by your 'bravery and fearlessness, seeing death as home', is just for the secret medicine that is free of money here!"

Meng Chao lowered his head and looked at the shiny skin and powerful flesh under the quickly peeling scab on his body.

There was no embarrassment on his face.

"Believe me, I'm really badly injured and vulnerable."

Meng Chao said, "Don't look at my superficial recovery, in fact, it's just a superficial appearance, just strong on the outside but capable on the inside."

"..."

Bing Fengfeng held his forehead, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, we said that we don't ask each other's details. Since the sword technique you taught me is really useful, I don't care whether you are really injured or fake. up.

"However, let me ask this pompous Mr. Reaper, since you are so weak, you don't stay in the medicine vat to rest, but you climb out with a face full of excitement, where are you going?"

Meng Chao touched his cheek subconsciously.

"Is my face full of excitement?" he asked Ice Storm.

"You have."

The snow leopard female warrior said, "I have seen similar expressions on the faces of warriors of many clans. Usually after putting on this expression, they either go to murder and set fire, or go to black hands, beat sap, and rob property.

"In addition, these days, you have not devoted yourself to the training of the rat people like 'Leaf' like in the previous round of training. Instead, you come out at night, elusive, and often sneaky to make troubles. Who? Weird stuff I've never seen before.

"My intuition tells me that you are likely to go out and cause a lot of trouble."

Meng Chaoda scratched his head.

"You're blaming me wrong, Lord Icestorm."

He said sincerely, "Even if I do cause trouble, it will definitely not be as serious as the trouble you are facing. As the saying goes, there are no itches if there are too many lice, and no worries about debts. A fatal trouble, and there is not much difference.

"I think, you are also aware of this, so you will be unscrupulous and tear the second totem armor?"

Ice Storm snorted coldly.

"Although I don't know what kind of trouble Master Ice Storm is facing, I do know that your trouble is about to explode."

Meng Chao continued, "I heard from the Rat People servants that in the past, although your fighting style was gorgeous and fierce on the surface, it was very calm and measured in your attacks.

"After all, in Blackhorn City, you are an outsider with no background, and you refuse to completely join the Bloodhoof family, so you rarely offend those powerful people who will cause trouble.

"However, in the last two gladiatorial fights, you successively severely injured two gladiators with deep backgrounds, tore apart and snatched their totem armor.

"You are so frantically chasing victory and seizing battle armor, and you don't even care about offending the Ironhide family. I guess that your troubles are about to explode, and it is definitely more serious than the ironhide family's rage.

"If that's the case, the trouble I'm about to cause is nothing compared to the trouble you've already caused.

"However, as long as we continue to cooperate sincerely and fight side by side as we have done in the past half month, I believe that even if it is a huge trouble, we can solve it together."

Ice Storm thought for a long time.

"You are really willing to help me solve my troubles - even if you don't know, what is my trouble?" She couldn't believe it.

Meng Chao laughed.

"Please believe that all the troubles in this world are not real troubles in front of the trouble I will finally solve." He said lightly.

"..."

Ice Storm was silent for a moment, digesting Meng Chao's extremely informative and arrogant words.

Then she asked, "How long are you going to be out?"

"About three hours."

Meng Chao said, "I will come back before the 'snake moment'."

"Do you need my help?"

"not needed for now."

"Then do I need to know what you're going to do?"

"It's not necessary for the time being, but tomorrow morning, Master Ice Storm will know."

"Okay, be careful, the Ironhide family has already set their sights on me, and Kasav has also set their sights on you."

"Then we should race against time, get ready, and solve all the troubles!"

...

Bear Moment.

The Old Blacksmith Tavern.

Wild boar Buck slammed the empty wine glass on the wine table made of tree stumps, wiped his beard full of bad wine, and shouted at everyone in the tavern: "War is the sword! I swear in the name of the ancestors!" ! That arena is really slippery!"

"indeed!"

At the same wine table, the wild boar warriors also from Hongxi Town hurriedly proved to him, "We have all seen that there are still bloodstains from the previous gladiatorial battle on the arena, you were going to defeat that It's a guy, and in the end, I accidentally slipped and fell, so I lost to him."

"Also, I didn't use all my strength at all!"

Wild boar Buck said with red eyes, "For the friendship between the Ironhide family and the Bloodhoof family! For the unity of the entire Bloodhoof clan! I only used half of my strength! Who knows, this bastard has used all his strength!"

"Yes, of course you didn't use all your strength."

The companions all said, "If you had gone all out, this Buck of the Bloodhoof family would have flown from the arena to the outside of the auditorium long ago, how could it be possible to rely on a despicable and shameless sneak attack to snatch away the victory that should belong to you? "

"I'm Buck from Hongxi Town!"

Wild boar Buck squeezed the empty wine glass into a ball of sawdust, and roared for the third time, "My grandpa's grandpa once killed countless grunts, thunderchows, and six-armed orangutans in the jungle. Blood stained the entire stream red!

"My grandfather once followed Turan's army into the land of the holy light. Before he was blasted into a pulp by the holy light, he chopped down a hundred night watchmen, fifty ascetic monks, and thirty magicians in one breath. Without paying attention, he trampled to death two dwarves who came out of the ground!

"My father is the greatest warrior within a hundred miles of Hongxi Town, he can throw rocks that are bigger than the Elephants, hundreds of arms away.

"And I, with such glorious blood flowing in my body, all the ancestors are staring at me, I will never lose to this guy who is also named Buck—no, he is not qualified to be called 'Buck' at all, One day, I will beat him to the ground, so that he will never dare to call this name again!"

"Praise the ancestors!"

"By battleaxe, no one can humiliate the warriors from Hongxi Town like this, no one!"

"One day, we will definitely kill this 'Big Buck'!"

Most of the wild boar Buck's companions are also surnamed "Hongxi". They are all his brothers of the same clan, flowing with the same blood and offering sacrifices to the same ancestors.

The disgrace to Buck the Boar was their disgrace.

The hatred of Buck the Boar was also their hatred.

Under the same hatred, the atmosphere was quickly heightened to the extreme.

Regardless of revenge and hatred, at least they drank bad wine brewed from datura husks.

It stands to reason that even if the Datura flowers bloom, the raw materials used to make wine are in short supply, and the price of wine changes day by day.

As a toubob in these places, he wouldn't drink the cheapest bad wine in this third-class tavern.

The problem is that in the arena a few days ago, they bet almost all of their belongings on the wild boar Buck, and lost everything.

I could only ignore all kinds of dregs including straw in the cloudy liquor, close my eyes, and pour down one cup after another.

Deep in the throat, there seemed to be a red-hot chain pulling back and forth.

It made them hate the "Big Buck" of the Bloodhoof family a little bit more.