Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

"Try moving again."

I clasped Batou's neck, lifted him up, and kicked his knee hard, forcing him to kneel in front of me.

Right hand hard.

The blade sank into his skin in an instant, and traces of blood continued to flow down the edge of the knife.

"do not want!"

The scene in front of them instantly panicked the two female aborigines, and quickly threw down the stone they raised.

I take a deep breath.

I didn't pull out the knife, and I wasn't worried that it would endanger Barto's life, because I knew very well that the body structure of the aborigines on the island was far stronger than that of ordinary people in modern society.

As long as the arteries and throat are not cut, the little blood that comes out is harmless at all.

The deterrent force produced by this wound is far greater than the damage it causes.

"Don't hurt my people!"

Barto's hand is still clasped on my wrist, but at this moment no one knows better than him that everything he has done is in vain. Now his life has been firmly controlled by me. As long as I am willing, His life could end at any moment.

I ignored Barto.

In other words, there is no time and opportunity to pay attention to him.

Because of the noise just now, all the male aborigines in the entire tribe have surrounded them. Some of them are holding spears, and some have already carried bows and arrows on their backs. Poisoned arrows will pierce my head.

Whoa!

These aborigines were also tough, and after they surrounded them, they immediately demolished the thatched hut.

I looked around, and there were more than 20 male aborigines who surrounded me tightly, while the women and children in the tribe hid far away.

"Let go of the patriarch!"

Some aborigines scolded me.

For an aboriginal tribe, the status of the head of the clan is not unimportant.

"I just want to get what I want."

"what would you like?"

"The casket you want to snatch from the invaders."

"box?"

The aborigines who surrounded me looked at each other, and after thinking for a while, they said, "Then you are in the wrong place. That thing is not with us now, but with Chilar, the big tribe."

Chiral.

This is the second time I have heard the name of this tribe, and I couldn't help but frown: "Where is that tribe?"

"Over the water."

I barely understood what they said, but I still didn't quite understand what they said.

Over water, what is over water?

"How to get to Chilar?"

"Don't tell him!"

When I asked the question, Barto, who was held hostage by me, suddenly became agitated. His rough voice comforted the minds of every aborigine: "If you reveal the location of the tribe, you know what kind of punishment you will face. !"

"kill him!"

Barto ordered to the clansmen: "We will never bow to the invaders! Do it! Kill him!"

It's a man.

I frowned, never expecting that there are people who are not afraid of death.

In this world, for this living and conscious creature, survival is his instinct, and most things resist death, but I really didn't expect that this Barto in front of me was not worried about his own safety at all.

but.

After all, he is the only tough guy with iron blood.

"Patriarch!"

This time, Barto's order was not as effective as I imagined. Even though he had clearly told his clansmen that he put his own life and death aside, none of his clansmen dared to act first .

"It seems that you are quite prestigious in your own tribe."

I raised my eyebrows.

It can be seen that these aborigines love their patriarch very much, otherwise, they would not still dare to make a move under this situation.

As soon as the words fell, in front of me, Barto suddenly moved forward and deliberately slammed into the knife.

If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I'm afraid the blade would have cut his throat by this time. In this kind of place where the medical conditions are extremely low, and it can even be said that there is no medical environment at all, once the throat is cut, there is basically no cure. .

"Patriarch!"

Barto's actions not only frightened me, but also frightened the surrounding aborigines.

No one would have expected that the head of this aboriginal tribe would have such a fierce temper, and he would forcefully bump his neck into the knife edge. When the knife was cut, he flipped his thumb and pointed the back of the knife at his neck, so as not to kill him on the spot.

"asshole!"

Barto cursed angrily, turned his head and stared at me with extremely angry eyes: "You won't let me live, and you won't let me die!"

madness!

As long as I want him to die, I won't keep him until now.

Although I don't really want to kill people, I'm definitely not a soft-hearted person. What's more, when I was still in the underground cave, these aborigines and I were already in the same situation.

It doesn't do me any good that he's dead.

But I will not let him down, in front of all the aborigines, I hit him hard, and the knife in my hand struck the back of his neck with such force that I only heard a sound of gada, and I saw his neck tilted , rolled his eyes, and after a sudden stiffening of the body, the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.

see.

Immediately, some aborigines wanted to do something to me, but at the same time, a few people who turned their heads faster found that their beloved patriarch did not die, but passed out.

"Bator is not dead yet!"

Hearing this, the aborigines who were about to make a move stopped immediately.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I was about to plan my next move, a thin man suddenly stood out among the aborigines. He took two steps forward and pointed at me. The team member who was tied up like an animal and thrown by the campfire.

"I know you, I know that man is with you, right?"

Is this going to negotiate with me?

I smiled and nodded, "So?"

The aborigine in front of him waved to the people next to him, and those people immediately put down the weapons in their hands, and quickly ran to the team member who was tied up, grabbed his limbs and carried him over.

"Woo! Woo..."

The team member was thrown in front of me fiercely, his mouth was gagged, but when he saw me, his face, which was originally full of despair, burst into life again.

But he seems to have misunderstood something.

Because I can feel that he seems to think that I came here just to save him.