Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland
Chapter 408 The Arrogant Two People
Thick clouds are pressing down, and the miasma is dense.
The air in the swamp was so humid that it seemed like water could come out of it, making people's breathing become heavier.
Beside Da Heimei, there was a burly human figure standing on one left and one on the right.
They were wearing common ponchos, like passers-by. They were afraid of getting wet, so they wrapped their bodies, including their heads, so tightly that their faces were invisible.
The two of them had been among the black converters before and were not very conspicuous.
But now the more people come out, the more people notice how incompatible this image is with the current occasion.
"Big Black Eyebrow, what are you doing!"
Some cadres from the Hound Gang spoke out and reprimanded.
His voice was stern, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his heart.
"Haha," the bee-man prince chuckled, ignored him, and leaned on his cane and whispered to the two people around him: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not for you." Someone said, "It's just your order."
The other person was silent.
"That's enough." Da Heimei turned and left.
Looking at the black figure, the shooter on the iron dome moved accordingly, and the crossbow's crosshairs were firmly locked on the big leader who had fallen out with him.
But the shooter failed to pull the trigger.
It's not because he was bribed, but because the skinny bee-man seemed to be walking randomly, but in fact, the route he walked was always interspersed between various shooting dead spots.
So many years have passed.
The Iron Dome is no longer the shelter it used to be to protect against wild animals and barbarians. Various shacks have been built around it, with criss-crossing beams. There is also a lot of debris piled on the platform that has no time to be cleaned...
Unknowingly, even if the iron dome still stands high, the shooters above can occupy the most advantageous view, but they are still somewhat constrained.
It is obscured by this intricate environment.
Few people had noticed this before, because no one had ever dared to offend the Hound Gang under the Iron Dome, and this platform suspended above the water had never been used as a battlefield again.
When the iron dome became more and more a symbol of a throne.
It became less and less like a fortress.
When the shooters discovered this, they were even more surprised that Big Black Eyebrow was even more familiar with the environment of the Iron Dome than they themselves were.
Yes, in normal days, this big boss has been invited here frequently, either to participate in celebrations or to accept orders from the overlord of Shark Village.
I just didn’t expect it from that moment on.
He has taken every detail to heart.
The cadres under the iron dome did not go forward to pursue him, allowing this 'former ally' to return to his gang and be greeted by his personal guards.
in front of them.
It was those two burly human figures.
They were just two people. On this wide elevated platform, sandwiched between two groups of gang members totaling tens of thousands, they looked so small.
However, they only went there.
But it also felt like looking up at a mountain, or running into a city wall - it was clear that there was no action on the other side, but others just didn't dare to step forward.
"You two are not among the black converters." Ils said.
They were not wearing gang uniforms, nor were they any of the three types of bee-men. Instead, the ponchos on their heads had high protrusions that looked like horns.
Is it the Shaq clan?
Then it may also be some remnants of the original Stone Rat Group.
Some people can't help but think so.
However, no matter who the two people standing here are, their momentum is no less than that of the Great Al - the Stone Rat Group, no, when did the swamp get so many masters?
This is completely equivalent to two big bosses.
The silent man nodded.
"Ils... right?" Another person said, "I don't understand the rest, and I don't want to know - I think you can talk things over. The bee-man likes this iron house so much, so why don't you give it to me?" It’s good for everyone if he gets it.”
He spoke without any respect.
Whether it's against the big black eyebrow or the hound gang.
Ils frowned and sighed again: "You are not even from the swamp."
"Who cares... You should know by now." The speaker relaxed his neck, stretched out his hand, and opened his poncho like a cloak, "After all, there was such a fool who exposed us in advance."
The next moment, a beautiful long knife appeared in his hand.
"It's a pity that he drowned." This time, the silent companion couldn't help but answer.
His words were sarcastic, and if his voice wasn't cold and flat, people would think he was laughing.
"How ruthless, Kos." The man holding the knife said, "In any case, he can be considered our... colleague?"
"Just a bug hillbilly." The man known as Kos said coldly.
However, no matter how they talked, they didn't seem to pay attention to the swarming hound gang in front of them, and they didn't move a step.
"Since you are not from the swamp, then stop meddling in other people's business!"
A cadre of the Hound Gang finally couldn't help but cursed loudly, and decided to lead people forward to test or drive away the two troublemakers. He did not forget to mix in the swamp swear words for a while.
The extra two people are tall and burly, but the hound cadre is also tall and tall... In the past, if he accidentally bumped into the door frame when he entered the house, he could break a strong man's spine when he was angry. Bones were broken.
Others are frightened, but I am not afraid.
The point is, in front of almost all of the Swamp Gang.
It would be a real shame for the entire Tangtang Hound Gang to be frightened by just two people.
The cadre of the Hound Gang took the first step, carrying a mace rod half as tall as a man.
While cursing, he looked calmly at the person who took out the weapon first, and also examined the knife in that person's hand.
With just one glance, the Hound Gang leader's eyes were attracted by the knife.
To be precise, it's the scabbard.
It was really a beautiful scabbard. It was pure white and exuded a soft light. It looked like it was polished from the bone of something. It was simply a work of art.
It should only be found in stash cabinets - it will probably fetch a lot of coins.
I didn’t expect that someone would actually use such a thing with their own knife and go to the battlefield with it - is this a serious attitude?
The Hound Gang cadre was suspicious from the bottom of his heart.
"It's too noisy." Hearing the unbearable insults, even Kos, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but complain.
"I feel the same way." His companion sighed, pressing the knife with one hand and holding the scabbard with the other.
Is it coming... The cadre of the Hound Gang was wary and tightened his grip on the mace.
In addition to him, more leaders took the opportunity to follow closely behind, leading their respective elite hounds to outflank the two people standing in the center of the platform step by step.
Meanwhile, the camp of the Black Converters remains unmoved.
However, behind them and among the vassal gangs in the distance, some people began to leave their respective group positions and board the released boats.
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