Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The wild boar warrior from Hongxi Town used to hunt and kill totem beasts in the mountains and forests, and the five of them cooperated quite tacitly.

Through the contest between Wild Boar Buck and Big Buck, they also have a certain understanding of the strength of the target.

I believe that as long as Big Buck is not given the opportunity to put on the totem armor, the battle will definitely end within three rounds.

When the totem armor is activated, it will crazily absorb the master's psionic energy and even life force.

No one wears a totem armor for long—unless he's tired of living and wants to become a "prime warrior."

Especially after just having fun, and next to his own territory, it is almost impossible for Big Buck to walk out with his helmet on.

Although the revenge plan brewed hastily, there must be many loopholes.

But the wild boar warrior was not a well-thought-out existence in the first place.

Being ridden on the neck like this to insult their ancestors, and let the enemy see the sun of tomorrow.

What face do they have, returning to Hongxi Town?

With agility that didn't match their stature, the five wild boar warriors rushed up to the roof, hid in corners, and got behind the piles of debris and garbage bins.

Like ambushing a totem beast in a swamp deep in the forest, they restrained their fangs, held their breath, and waited quietly.

The time of the worm is approaching.

It's a starless night.

Under the dark sky, the noisy street and flickering lights in the distance, on the contrary, show the silence and darkness of this area even more.

Except for the occasional Ratman handymen who walked by quickly.

Two tall and burly clan warriors, wearing cloaks and carrying heavy weapons across their waists, walked past the wild boar warriors.

Clothes that were hung to dry on high did not fall.

Their body shapes also don't match Big Buck's features—one of them is too fat, and it should have the blood of an elephant man, and the horns on the other's head are too big, and the forks stick out to the sides like branches. Drive like a reindeer.

The boar warriors were not disappointed.

Although the target has not been found yet.

But the two clan warriors did not discover their existence either.

This shows that their concealment is effective.

It was about the time of a meal after the time of the worm.

The clothesline hanging high above the street trembled twice before being torn apart without a sound.

The seven or eight pieces of clothes that were drying on the top fell down lightly like snake skin that had been cast off.

The four wild boar warriors who were ambushing in the alley regained their spirits.

Their pupils contracted slightly, and they slowly licked their fangs with the tip of their tongues, tasting the sweetness of blood.

Although the four of them were separated very far in order to form an ambush circle, they could not communicate with each other.

But the tacit understanding from the same ancestor made them seem to see the shining light of revenge on each other's slowly drawn blades.

A tall figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

The faint light source in the distance outlines his outline between the wild boar and the elephant man.

The unique bone structure on the sole of the foot is similar to that of a cow's hoof. Even through the leather boots, it still makes a crisp "click, click" sound on the bluestone slab.

He naturally wears a mask and hood.

But one side of the hood was raised high, and the other side was shriveled, as if he had only grown one horn.

At this moment, walking from the direction of the sugar house, there is no other tauren with such distinctive features.

A cruel smile appeared on the corners of the mouths of the wild boar warriors.

It seems that they have seen Big Buck being dismembered by them, even the totem armor was taken away by them, and their reputation as "Avengers" will also be accompanied by this clean and neat action without leaving any clues. A wonderful picture of the entire Bloodhoof clan.

Of course, now is not the time.

Now the target has not yet fully emerged from the darkness and entered their ambush circle.

"There are still six steps."

The five wild boar warriors were all calculating silently in their hearts.

According to the current stride and speed, the target only needs to take another six steps forward, and they will completely step into their ambush circle.

At that time, four wild boar warriors rushed out from four directions at the same time.

Buck the Boar will swoop down from the rooftops and deliver a fatal blow to the head of the target.

That's it.

"Six, five, four..."

The wild boar warriors counted down silently.

The tauren warrior who was about to step into the ambush circle knew nothing about it.

Big Buck was still immersed in the enjoyment he had enjoyed a moment ago.

It's like after a sweet dream, I don't want to get up from the soft velvet bed for a long time.

He shook his head and walked forward like stepping on a cotton ball.

Seeing that there were still three more steps left, he was about to step into the ambush circle of the wild boar warriors.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Help! Killing!"

An extremely shrill scream tore apart the calm before the storm.

Just before the five wild boar warriors could react, a thin and wretched figure, with both hands and feet, jumped out from a dark corner like a big mouse, and ran desperately in the direction of the bull-headed warrior.

While running, he also used a sharp piercing ear, which could be heard for several miles in the dark night, making a meaningless cry: "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The minds of the five wild boar warriors buzzed suddenly.

It's the Ratman boy!

How did he untie the rope, take off the hood, and spit out the rag?

What are the green eyebrows doing again!

Didn't you tell him to kill this dirty mouse the moment the clothesline broke?

Green eyebrows jumped out from the corner angrily, growled, and slashed at the rat man's neck with a knife.

He didn't know what was going on, but when he was about to kill someone, the rat man suddenly burst out with amazing strength, and the joints and bones all over his body seemed to disappear, from a mouse to a loach, "whoosh" all of a sudden, escaped from under his hand.

The knife that was determined to win was in vain.

The rat-man boy panicked, stepped on a lump of rubbish with his left foot, and immediately fell forward in the posture of a dog chewing mud.

However, he narrowly escaped the knife that was slashed at his neck.

The blade grazed his hair, sending sparks flying from the wall next to him.

Sparks splashed onto the face of the Ratman boy, and the stinging pain made him even more terrified, and his screams became even more horrific.

Far and near, many windows that were originally dark were flickering with flickering lights.

In the brightly lit street market not far away, the noise gradually flowed here.

Wild boar Buck and the other five wild boar warriors had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump out.

But it was half a beat late.

Being able to serve as a spectator in the blood skull arena where masters gather, Big Buck is naturally not an unresponsive drunkard.

The moment the Ratman boy let out his first scream, every tendon and muscle in his body shrank to the point of being as steel as iron.

He activated the totem armor without hesitation.

When the boar Buck swooped down from the top of his head, he had already completed the colonization of the totem armor.

The breastplate was carved into the head of an angry bull; on the left and right arm armor, there was a mighty and domineering scimitar like a bull's horn; An orange-red color that represents extreme heat.

Although Big Buck's totem armor is not as powerful as Kasava's "Lava Fury", it is not a few pigs that can be eaten in one bite in a hurry!

It was too strong to reveal the murderous intent, which was detected by Big Buck in advance.

The wild boar Buck, who had been crawling on the roof, did not activate the totem armor until the moment he jumped up.

The two sides completed the full coverage of the totem armor almost at the same time.

The battle knife and battle ax collided with a thunderous roar and dazzling sparks.

"puff!"

Wild boar Buck spat out a mouthful of blood, and took three steps back.

Big Buck remained motionless, with a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Originally, the strength of Wild Boar Buck was slightly inferior to Big Buck, otherwise he would not have lost in the arena.

After the defeat, he lost a piece of his broken armor to Big Buck, and the strength gap between the two further widened.

And this damn rat man completely disrupted their rhythm.

Under the panic, it is naturally impossible for Wild Boar Buck to take down Big Buck in one fell swoop.

Now that the matter has come to this, his four accomplices can only jump out of the darkness one after another.

It's a pity that their ambush circle has not yet formed.

All five of them blocked in front of Big Buck.

The road behind Big Buck was empty, without even a hair.

Big Buck's eyes flicked across the five wild boar warriors one by one, without any surprise or fear in his eyes.

Of course, he didn't charge without a brain.

Instead, he put the saber across his chest, took half a step back with full vigilance, and retreated into the darkness again, assuming that he could withdraw from the battlefield at any time.

That's right, with one against five, he is certainly no match for the wild boar warriors.

But it is not so easy for five wild boar warriors from Hongxi Town who are not familiar with the place where they were born and raised, to kill him before others come!

"So it's... Buck from Hongxi Town!"

Although both sides were wearing masks, the confrontation just now made Big Buck recognize each other's identity.

He sneered, "Instead of launching a challenge on the arena, but hiding in a dark alley and preparing to bully the few, is this Hongxi Town's way of revenge?"

Such ridicule made Wild Boar Buck furious.

Just as he was about to step forward desperately, he was hugged by his cousin.

"Go, I can't kill him tonight!"

The slender eyes said in a deep voice, "If you don't leave, you will be in trouble when the brigade arrives!"

Between Turan warriors, private fighting is theoretically prohibited.

No matter what the grievances are, they should be resolved in front of the arena or the temple.

In the worst case, it must be settled in an upright manner in front of a witness who has no interest in both parties, or under the joint witness of relatives and friends of both parties.

But a theory is just a theory.

In practice, as long as no evidence is left and you are not caught on the spot.

The Turanians do not believe in the power of words.

No one can be convicted on the basis of the victim's allegations alone.

Over time, victims rarely accuse their perpetrators based solely on their confessions.

Instead, he will choose to fight back with fire, and use his own way to get revenge.

So, it's still too late to leave now.

Even if Big Buck knew their identities, he would not be able to accuse them of crimes against the Bloodhoof family or the Ironhide family.

This approach of "asking the adults to uphold justice" is really too weak.

And it will also expose his going in and out of the "sugar house".

Let's wait for the next suitable opportunity to settle the grievances and grievances quietly in the dark!

But if it is blocked by a large group of people here, and if it is caught, it will be extremely bad.

To put it bluntly, for the Turan people, killing and extorting goods is a routine operation, nothing special.

But even killing people and stealing goods failed so badly, not only did they fail to kill the target, but they were so stupid that they were taken down on the spot.

Simply, even Zu Ling's face was lost! ——

The beginning of June, I would like to wish you all a happy Children's Day!

By the way, please count the tickets at the beginning of the month, so that the childlike innocence of the old cow can also be happy! ^_^