Battle Frenzy

Almost all of them are black shiny guys. The skin of the coffin boy is definitely not white, but it is only close to the degree of bronze brown color. Generally, this is a mixed blood, which makes him and the people around him seem out of place, many people They are all looking at him, speculating on his identity, and licking the eccentric box on his back.

The coffin-like box was very uncommon at first glance, especially when it was only a teenager who was less than twenty years old. Many people had a greedy look.

The bald boy didn't seem to care too much about these sly eyes, carrying his coffin, and calmly walked into a small shop on the side of the road.

This small shop is not big, but it is also luxurious in this place. At least the building is not built with a few pieces of wood. At this time, there are several tables of guests who are eating, although there is no seafood, but a bowl of steaming The broth is soaked in a cake, and the aroma is scattered around. This is already a rare taste in the desert.

The bald boy walked to the stage and showed a real smile. "Boss, give me some dry food, and water, thank you."

When he first came in, many people were staring at the eccentric coffins on his back. After all, the things that could shine were quite strange and were blinded. At this time, he listened to his mouth, and a knife and face immediately ill-intentioned station. Get up.

Listening to the accent, you know that this little bald head is the authentic Tutankhamun, and a Tutankhamun person has a black skin that is not pure... This is definitely a new human being who has evolved half-baked, such a guy. It is usually just as hard work to survive under the radiation of the whole world. This weak fellow has no human rights to speak of, and no one will bury him for him when he dies.

In fact, the harder the place, the worse the world and the more fragile the rules. This is in the sphere of influence of Tutankhamun. The other oasis on the edge is completely back to the slave society.

"Kid, this coffin is quite special, do you prepare for yourself?" Knife face is very tall, standing behind a small bald head, like the difference between an elephant and a zebra, he greedily reaches out directly Touching the coffin with a faint blue light, I want to try what kind of material I want. I want to know that the federal people like to collect some strange things, and find a middleman who might sell a good price.

A few bottles of cola in the empire can be changed to a good girl here.

"Sir, it's best not to touch it." The little bald head didn't evade, and didn't even turn around. His voice was soft and sincere: "That wouldn't be good for your body."

This is obviously what he said, and his face is stunned. I don’t know why. This plain tone makes him feel a little scared. Unlike the fear of surrendering in the face of the strong, he can’t help but frown. .

But several of the companions behind him laughed out loudly: "Is this little boy thinking that he is a **** of death?"

"Haha, the brave Pablo is actually scared!"

The little bald head in front of him still stood quietly and motionless, with a strange apology on his face.

Knife and face, but Bruce's face is red. The strange emotions that have just lingering in my heart are swept away. In the Tutankhamun Empire, you are seen by your companions, and then you will be in front of them. There is no difference in a dog.

The fierce image on his face was finished, his hands stretched out, and he grabbed it on the blue coffin: "Dead, the old man not only has to touch, but also to grab, let go of this thing, get out, or I will put You put it in!"

He grabbed the blue coffin with both hands, and he was neither hot nor cold when he started. He didn't feel any abnormality, and the last bit of doubt in his heart dissipated. Dragging over, but heard a broken wind whistling from the side!

The wind broke out too fast and too fast. I just heard the sound, and my face was already stunned. The huge force made him feel half of his face as if he had been hit by a truck, and he was approached in an instant. The two-meter-high body was planted out until he fell to the ground two meters away with his top-heavy weight. He stood up and tried hard to lick his head, only to see that the face on his face was only half left. Cookie!

Babru’s mouth overflowed with a hint of dark gray blood. Although it was heavy enough, he was not beaten up. He jumped up in anger: "Who!"

"A gray blood worm in the district?" A man who was covered in a cloak all over the body said: "No wonder a cake will fly for you."

When this is said, not only Babru, but also a few companions who are a little bit worried, and the Tutankhamun Empire also has a new human warrior rank. ~www.readwn.com~ Unlike the Freedom Federation, they The color of each blood is used as a judgment of strength.

New humans who have evolved on the African continent have increased their melanin in the face of bad weather. This is not only reflected in the skin of the skin, but also the blood is assimilated by this melanin, initially light gray, to a certain extent. After that, it can become a deep color, which is roughly equivalent to the extent to which the Freedom Federation has created the soul of the soul. It is said that there are also black blood warriors who have evolved into blood and completely become paint.

No matter which level of warrior, the title represents their glory. Although the gray blood warrior has the lowest level, but also has their own pride, this guy actually dares to say 'grey blood worm' directly, this is in peacetime 骂Blacks are no different from niggas.

"Looking for death! Lao Tzu has tore you!" Babru jumped over the first one, and rushed up with a few of his five big three tall companions around him.

There was a low-pitched voice around, and many people were watching. They didn't show too much surprise. This kind of knives is happening every day in the oasis. It's nothing strange.

These guys in Babru are not only powerful, they are agile, they carry sharp knives with their hands, and they also have a little eyesight. It can be seen that this cloak is not very good to deal with. In the blink of an eye, he has already surrounded him in the center. Obviously I have had good professional training, but unfortunately...

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