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Not only that, after spitting, the old fellow looked at Fang Senyan with a smug look. What can you do to me? Kick me out? I can't ask for more.

Facing old Moore Bo's provocation, Fang Senyan said calmly:

"In that case, then I have nothing to say."

As he spoke, he threw all the Pandora soul stones and Na'vi secret medicines he had obtained from Moore Bo in front of old Moore Bo, as if throwing away a pile of garbage. Old Moore Bo was overjoyed, but he saw these treasures being thrown on the ground at will, and he shivered with distress. After picking up these things and putting them away, he sneered:

"It's best if you don't want them."

However, at this time, Fang Senyan had already retreated into the pack of dire beasts, and then ordered the vast pack of dire beasts to gallop towards the east. For some reason, old Moore Bo suddenly felt an indescribable sense of fear. He suddenly realized something and hurriedly roared:

"Hey! The Mosake tribe is clearly in the west, what are you doing going east?"

At this time, the black buddies staying next to him said with a fake smile:

"He's going to collect debts."

Old Moore Bo was stunned and said:

"Collect what debts?"

The black buddies took out a toothpick and lazily picked their teeth:

"The boss returned all your things to you, right?"

Old Moore Bo immediately felt that the treasures in his arms were as hot as red-hot coals, and even had a burning feeling on his skin. He nodded numbly.

The black buddies spread their hands and said bluntly:

"That's right, since our deal is canceled, of course the boss has to take back his investment in the Trampling Tribe, which includes not only the prisoners of the Mosake Tribe."

"That's right!" Jin Kuang didn't know when he jumped out from behind Mogansha, and he was still holding a tattered old calculator in his hand, and after tapping it for a long time, he said swiftly:

"A total of one hundred and seventy-nine prisoners, eighty-four tons of beast meat, one hundred and seventeen animal skins, sixty-two barrels of wine, eight plastic pockets, two toothbrushes, of course, mental damage fees, youth damage fees, alimony, personal income tax, interest, etc. are calculated separately, because the calculation of eight in and fourteen out is currently more complicated."

The muscles on old Moore Bo's face kept twisting, and he couldn't help roaring:

"How can there be so much?"

Mogansha glanced at him and said coldly:

"Great priest, you really owe us so much. Oh, by the way, Mr. Jin Kuang, you forgot to calculate one thing."

Jin Kuang was stunned, and then screamed:

"How could it be? How could I miscalculate something!! For me, this kind of bizarre and childish mistake can never happen!"

Mogansha looked at old Moore Bo with malicious intent:

"This old thing's son was a useless cripple before he met us! So, there are still two legs!"

Jin Kuang held his face and screamed exaggeratedly:

"My friend, how can you take back something like legs that have already grown on your body?"

Mogansha said coldly:

"What method do you use to deal with chicken legs? Of course, you cut them off. The boss said that there is no need to reason with some stupid people who cross the river and tear down the bridge. If they dare to return less than a pound of meat, they will cut two pounds of meat from the Trampling Tribe's clansmen to make up for it!"

Hearing the dialogue of this unscrupulous duo, a fierce light flashed in old Moore Bo's eyes, and the pure black giant manta ray pterosaur under his crotch also sensed its master's mood, flapping its wings and roaring furiously! That feeling was like a towering mountain range that was about to collapse. Obviously, this old fellow had murderous intentions.

But Mogansha curled his lips hard, strode forward, grabbed the barrel of his golden AK, and slammed the butt of the gun heavily on old Moore Bo's face! Mogansha used so much force that even old Moore Bo's nosebleed was knocked out, and golden stars were popping up in front of his eyes!

Old Moore Bo never expected such an outrageous thing to happen. For a moment, he only felt the blood all over his body rush to his face, and he yelled and was about to make a move, but Mogansha spat on the ground to return the favor, his eyes full of disdain and contempt, and said:

"Old thing, I think you are blinded by profit and forgot the most fundamental thing. How do you compare to Qi'er Ouke'e? How does the Trampling Tribe compare to the Mosake Tribe? They are now being beaten by us like dogs, tucking their tails and shrinking in the Windstone Highlands, not daring to come out! Your bullshit Mother Earth Eywa can't do anything to us. You still dare to play the trick of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge with us?"

The black buddies said here, and continued to tap old Moore Bo's face lightly with the butt of the gun:

"I tell you, if you dare to touch a hair on my black buddies head Black buddies are bald one person from the Trampling Tribe will die! If I shed a drop of blood, then everyone in the Trampling Tribe will have to bleed to death!"

The hand of old Moore Bo, which was pressed on the beast bone blade hilt in front of his chest, suddenly froze. His face suddenly turned pale, his mind was blank, and his whole body trembled violently. Although Mogansha was very likely to be directly killed by a joint attack between him and his powerful flying dragon, although Mogansha's gun butt was still slapping his face insultingly, he couldn't make any movements, he didn't dare to make any movements!!!

Mogansha seemed very satisfied with the reaction of this cunning old fellow, and after a while, he said:

"The boss said when he was leaving just now that he was just making a feint to see if removing the pressure on the periphery could lure the Mosake people out. However,"

"If he doesn't get first-hand news from within the Mosake tribe within twenty minutes, then the feint will become a real debt collection action against the Trampling Tribe."

Old Moore Bo closed his eyes all of a sudden, and then the color of his face, mixed with激愤 and惨然, gradually turned into woodenness. Then he actually knelt directly on the ground,趴伏 in the dust and kissed Mogansha's shoe back, and said in an emotionless tone:

"You will soon get what you want, my master."

After speaking, old Moore Bo handed over the things he had taken back one by one, and then jumped on his beloved manta ray pterosaur and flapped his wings and flew away. This time it took about ten minutes for old Moore Bo to come back, but he fell off the manta ray pterosaur and fell to the ground and fainted.

It could be seen that old Moore Bo had a very terrifying wound on his thigh. It looked like it had been scratched by the claws of some giant beast, and a long strip of muscle had been torn off alive, and blood was almost gushing out like a spring.

Its mount was also flapping its wings and wailing miserably, and at least three or four long arrows had been added to the surface of its body, deeply penetrating into its body. If this black manta ray pterosaur was not huge and powerful, these few arrows would have been enough to kill it!

Although the Mosake tribe does not have high-speed mobile forces that can fly in the air, its air defense power is also very strong, and it should not be underestimated!

Mogansha frowned when he saw this scene. At this time, Fang Senyan also rushed back. Seeing that old Moore Bo was really risking his life this time, he didn't urge him. Fortunately, the medical level of human beings is much stronger than that of the Na'vi. Soon, old Moore Bo's wounds were treated, bandaged, and processed. This old thing's strength was also very strong. He woke up after a while, and still struggled to kneel down and kissed the back of Fang Senyan's feet before saying everything in detail:

"It is estimated that the Mosake tribe can last for a long time. They have no food, but they have already begun to kill the wounded tribesmen and domesticated beasts to use as food."

Reef couldn't help but said after hearing such news:

"Isn't Qi'er Ouke'e afraid of causing internal strife?"

Old Moore Bo said woodenly:

"Everyone will transfer this hatred to our bodies. They will be more united because of the flesh and blood of their clansmen but this is what the previous chief told me. My eyes and ears can still see resistance and crying."

Fang Senyan nodded, was silent for a while, and then turned and walked away.

Night fell again.

Fang Senyan and the others stayed in the dense forest next to the Windstone Highlands. The Zerg hosts were densely distributed in the sky 24 hours a day. These tireless creatures were the best sentries and eyes, and not even a bird could fly out. Therefore, Fang Senyan and the others boldly camped in the dense forest, and did not set up any guards.

The Trampling Tribe people originally grew up in the dense forest. They casually tore off some inconspicuous plants and covered them on the bonfire, and let the faint white smoke熏蒸 up. Those annoying blood-sucking insects disappeared directly. With their joining, Fang Senyan and the others were also more convenient, and they quickly fell asleep after钻进 into tents and sleeping bags. Because they knew that there would be a very difficult battle sooner or later, everyone was conserving their energy and trying to rest properly, so as to meet the hard battle in the best condition.

However, Fang Senyan suffered from insomnia this night. He had been thinking about the problem of the Mosake tribe. Because he had攻入过 into the city of the Mosake tribe before, Fang Senyan was also very familiar with the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain, so if Qi'er Ouke'e was determined to use the tribe as food, then it would be really棘手. It is not certain that it can be taken down by using the dire beasts to attack forcefully, and after all, his group of people has a very limited time to stay in this world.

The night of Pandora is not dark, but because there are a lot of luminous plants, it has a hazy beauty. Fang Senyan knew that if he encountered any difficulties, he should not show it in front of the team unless it was absolutely necessary, otherwise, it would not only affect his authority but also徒然ly make his own internal confusion.