Not only that, after this spitting, the old guy also looked at Fang Senyan with a triumphant look, what can you do with me, drive me away, brother, I can't help it.
Facing the provocation of old Muerbo, Fang Senyan said calmly: "If that's the case, then I don't have anything to say."
As he spoke, he threw all the Pandora soul crystals and Na'vi elixirs he had obtained from Murbo in front of old Murbo, as if he had thrown away a lot of garbage.
Old Murbo was overjoyed, but when he saw these treasures being thrown on the ground at will, he trembled with distress, and waited until he had picked them up and put them away before sneering: "It's better not to."
However, at this time, Fang Senyan had already retreated into the group of veloping beasts, and then ordered the vast group of veloping beasts to gallop towards the east.
Old Murbo didn't know why, but suddenly an indescribable feeling of fear arose.
He suddenly woke up to something, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, the Mossac tribe is obviously in the west, what are you doing in the east?"
At this time, the black buddy who stayed next to him said with a smile: "He's going to collect debts."
Old Murbo was stunned and said: "What debt to collect" The black buddy took out a toothpick and lazily picked between his teeth: "The boss gave you all your stuff back, right?"
Old Murbo suddenly felt that the treasures in his arms were as hot as coals of fire, and even had a burning feeling of burning his skin, and he nodded numbly.
The black buddy spread his hands and said very simply: "That's it, since our deal is canceled, of course the boss will have to get back the investment in the Riding Clan, which includes not only those captives of the Mosak Clan."
"Yes" The gold mine jumped out of Mo Gansha's back at some point, and he also took a tattered old-fashioned calculator in his hand, and said quickly after a long time of crackling: "A total of 179 captives, 84 tons of animal meat, 117 furs, 62 cylinders of wine, 8 plastic bags, 2 toothbrushes, of course, mental damages, youth losses, child support, personal income tax, interest, etc., are calculated separately, because at present it is more complicated to calculate."
The muscles on Old Muerbo's face kept twisting, and he couldn't help but roar: "Where will there be so many" Mo Gansha glanced at him and said coldly: "Great priest, you really owe us so much, oh yes, Mr.
Goldmine, you forgot to count one thing."
The gold mine was stunned, and then screamed: "How could I have undercounted things, for me, such a bizarre and childish mistake could never have happened" Mogansha looked at old Murbo with bad intentions: "The son of this old thing was a useless cripple before he met us, and he still had two legs."
Gold Mine held his face and screamed exaggeratedly: "My friend, how do you get back the legs that have grown on your body?"
Mo Gansha said coldly: "What method do you take to deal with the chicken legs, of course, it is cut off.
The leader said, there is no need to make any sense to some fools who cross the river and tear down the bridge, if they dare to pay back one pound less, they will cut two pounds of meat from the tribesmen of the riding tribe to make up for it."
Hearing the dialogue of this unscrupulous duo, old Murbo's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and the pure black giant manta ray pterosaur under his crotch also sensed the master's mood, flapped his wings and roared angrily, as if the mountains were about to collapse at any time.
Apparently this old guy has already made a move.
But Mo Gansha pursed his lips vigorously, strode forward, held the barrel of his golden AK, and hit the old Murbo in the face with a backhand butt, Mo Gansha hit the old Murbo with so much force that even the old Murbo's nosebleed came out, and the Venus in front of him was chaotic Old Murbo didn't expect such an outrageous thing to happen, and for a while he only felt that the blood on his body was gushing to his face, and he was about to make a move with a wild scream, but Mo Gansha spat on the ground and saluted him, his eyes full of disdainful contempt: "Old thing, I think you're greedy and have forgotten the most fundamental things.
How do you compare to the Chir Oke, how do you ride the tribe compared to the Mossack, they are now beaten by us like dogs, and they don't dare to come out of the windstone heights, you shitty Mother of the Earth, Eva, can't do anything about us.
You still dare to play the trick of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge with us" Speaking of this, the black buddy continued to gently slap old Muerbo's face with the butt of his gun: "I'm telling you, if you dare to touch one of my hair, the black dude is bald, and one of the trampling tribes will die, and if I shed a drop of blood, then everyone in the trampling tribe will have to bleed" Old Muerbo's hand on the handle of the beast bone blade on his chest suddenly stiffened, his face suddenly became miserable, his mind was also blank, and his whole body trembled violently.
Although Mogansha was likely to be killed by him and his powerful wyvern in a single blow, and even though Mogansha's rifle butt was still slapping his face insultingly, he couldn't make any moves, he didn't dare to make any moves Mo Gansha seemed to be satisfied with the reaction of this cunning fellow, and said after a while: "The leader said just before leaving, he just went to feint and see if the pressure of removing the perimeter could lure the people of Mossack out.
However, if he hadn't gotten the first hand of the Mosak clan within twenty minutes, the feint would have turned into a real debt collection operation against the Riding Clan. ” Old Murbo closed his eyes at once, and then mixed with anger, his miserable face gradually turned into a blank face, and then he knelt directly on the ground, lay down in the dust and kissed the back of Mo Gansha's shoes, and said in an emotionless tone: "You'll get what you want soon, my master."
After saying that, Old Murbo handed over the same things that he had taken back before, and then jumped on his beloved manta ray pterosaur and flapped its wings and flew away.
This time, it took about ten minutes for the elder Murbo to return, but he fell to the ground and fell unconscious as soon as he got off the manta ray.
Old Murbo could be seen to have a very terrible wound on his thigh, which looked like it had been picked up by the claws of some giant beast, and tore a long muscle alive, and blood almost gushed out like a spring.
Its mount also kept flapping its wings and screaming bitterly, and at least three or four more long arrows had appeared on the surface of its body, which penetrated deeply into its body.
If it weren't for the sheer size and strength of this black manta ray, I believe these few arrows would have killed it Although the Mosak tribe does not have the high-speed maneuvering power that can fly in the air, it is also very powerful in the air, and it is definitely not to be taken lightly When Mo Gansha saw this scene, his brows furrowed, and at this time, Fang Senyan also rushed back, seeing that Old Murbo was really fighting for his life this time, and it was inconvenient to urge anything.
Fortunately, the medical level of human beings is much stronger than that of the Na'vi people, and the old Murbo was quickly treated and bandaged, and the strength of this old thing was also very strong, and he woke up after a while, and still struggled to kneel down and kissed Fang Senyan's instep, and then he said: "I guess the Mossack tribe will last a long time, they are out of food, but they have already begun to kill those wounded people and tamed beasts for food."
When Reef heard the news, he couldn't help but say: "Isn't Chill Oke Afraid of causing infighting?"
Old Murbo Muran's words: "All the people will take this hatred on us, and they will be united by the flesh and blood of their people, but this is what the previous chief told me, and I still see the sound of resistance and crying in my eyes and ears."
Fang Senyan nodded, was silent for a moment, and then turned around and walked away.
Night fell again.
Fang Senyan and the others lived in the dense forest next to the Fengshi Heights.
The host of the Zerg is dense in the sky 24 hours a day, and these creatures that don't get tired are the best sentinels and eyes, not even a bird can fly.
Therefore, Fang Senyan and the others boldly camped in the dense forest, and did not arrange any guards.
The Riders had grown up in the dense forest, and they casually pulled some inconspicuous plants and covered the bonfire, so that the faint white smoke fumigated, and those annoying blood-sucking insects disappeared without a trace.
With their joining, Fang Senyan and the others were also more convenient, and they quickly fell asleep in the tent and sleeping bag.
Knowing that sooner or later there will be a very difficult battle, everyone is recuperating, resting as much as possible, and facing the tough battle in the best condition.
However, Fang Senyan had insomnia that night, he had been thinking about the problem of the Mosak clan, because he had invaded the city of the Mosak clan before, so Fang Senyan was also very familiar with the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack terrain, so if Qi'er Ouke was determined to use the clan as food, then it was really very tricky.
It is really not certain that you can take it down if you use a swift beast to attack, and after all, the time for your group to stay in this world is very limited.
The night on the planet Pandora is not dark, but because of the abundance of glowing plants, it has a hazy beauty.
Fang Senyan knew that if he encountered any difficulties, he should not show them in front of his teammates until he had to, otherwise, it would not only affect his authority but also make his own internal turmoil in vain
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