Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Tell me, what do you want from me? Don't tell me that you came here smelling the smell of meat..."

Ten minutes have passed, and Huo Ya shows no signs of death. Gao Feng has a new understanding of his abilities, but naturally he doesn't have good words for Huo Ya.

"Hehehehe, Sanzhao, we all know about you. How much does it matter to you how many pieces of meat you want? After you take over Kuitu's property, you can't eat as much of this meat as you want? Oh my! Damn it, you are the most powerful person in the whole tribe now..."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Gao Feng frowned and looked at Hua Ya in confusion. He wondered if Hua Ya was eating enough and having nothing to do to make fun of him. Everyone knew that Kuitu's property had been taken over by the tribe. If he doesn't get the ten heads of the Desolate Man, don't even think about getting those things. Ten heads? Is it possible? He is not an executioner.

"Kui Tu is dead, everyone is afraid that he will become the next Kuitu..." Huo Ya showed off his little pass with some complacency, and then he found that Gao Feng was always staring at his bulging crotch, thinking that Gao Feng was going to snatch it. Returning to the barbecue he had hidden between his younger brothers, he couldn't help but tighten his legs and said.

"You should be a tribal warrior after you kill Kuitu, but you still have to take the assessment to officially become a tribal warrior. Therefore, you are still with me, but no matter whether you can pass or not, you are still a tribal warrior..."

"Speak human words, don't beat around the bush." ​​Gao Feng shouted loudly. He was not used to Hua Ya's chatter, especially when Hua Ya was proud. Fortunately, Huo Ya knew Gao Feng's temper, so he shrank his neck and spoke faster. Su said quickly: "You are now the attendant who can kill warriors, so you can challenge any tribal warrior. As long as you defeat them, you can get their property. No one is not afraid, so you are the most majestic now." Attendant, no one dares to offend you..."

"Oh? No one dares to offend me?" Gao Feng narrowed his eyes. The flash of cold light exuded an extremely dangerous luster. He opened his teeth and found nothing. All his attention was on the space between his legs and the thighs. The skin was the most tender part of the body, and the friction between the two pieces of meat was very uncomfortable. He wanted to take it out, but was afraid of snatching it back during the peak period.

Gao Feng didn't know about Huo Ya's entanglement. Fortunately, he didn't know. If he knew that Huo Ya was worried that he would take back the meat jerky that rubbed Huo Ya's little brother, there was no doubt that he would stuff the meat jerky into Huo Ya's anus. inside.

"Hua Ya..." Gao Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at the tangled Hua Ya, who couldn't help but squeeze his anus tightly, covered his little brother with both hands, and looked at Gao Feng in panic.

"Do you want to eat more dried meat?" Gao Feng said in a bewitching tone as much as possible. He shook his head repeatedly. One of the rules of survival for wilderness people is to never believe other people's promises. Elaeagnus cakes will not fall from the sky, they will fall. The only thing you have is stones, and it is real if you eat something in your stomach. No matter how much the other person has in front of you, it is empty talk if you can't eat it.

Whew... the fang knife stabbed the ground in front of Huo Ya's legs fiercely. Gao Feng's fierce eyes made Huo Ya crazily frightened.

"If you don't want to eat, you have to give it to me..." Gao Feng yelled out word by word. He already understood the survival rules of the Black Claw tribe. He didn't give in. He only made people scared. He was so scared when he thought of his name. Will you be afraid, otherwise, it will be poisoning today and assassination tomorrow? Will it be an accident the day after tomorrow?

Disasters caused by sandstorms mostly have a chain impact on winter. For example, houses were destroyed and could not keep out the cold, dry dung piles were swept away, there was no fuel to keep out the cold, and Elaeagnus fields were scraped into the ground. Without harvests and winter feed, and with sand accumulating beneath the walls, various deficiencies would be created.

The destructive power of the sandstorm is very high, but it can only kill people whose houses have been destroyed. The houses of the Black Claw tribe are very strong, and the human losses are not heavy. However, the Black Claw tribe would rather lose more people and less other losses. Some, at least, winters won't be so harsh.

Those who worry about winter are mostly those at the bottom, and those with real power at the top don’t need to worry about it. Their houses are the strongest, their reserves are the most abundant, and they even have the most livestock. Therefore, those who are sad and miserable will always be those on the 28th dividing line. Eighty percent of the lower class.

Gao Feng walked among the busy crowd, slowly walking forward with a frown on his face and red sand. There was a lot less sand on the street, and many indentured servants' tired legs were trembling. They were still urged by the whip, struggling hard. After completing the work, Gao Feng walked by coldly. Even though there was a small indentured servant similar to Hongsha, he did not stop it. The entire society was in this abnormal shape, so how could he reverse the trend?

Suddenly, Hongsha's whole body tensed up, and a whip was whipped towards her. She couldn't help but close her eyes, not even daring to avoid it.

"Pa..." There was a crisp sound, and the whip hit Hongsha's scarred arm in front of her. Hongsha suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the peak in front of her in surprise.

"Yes..., I'm sorry Three Claws. The tribe stipulates that all slaves of tribal warriors must remove Sha..." It also depends on the owner when beating a dog, and the owner of Red Sand is the person who should not be messed with the most. The one who wields the whip The tribal warrior retreated in embarrassment and defended himself again and again.

Gao Feng's arm was stinging, but the anger in his heart was a thousand times stronger than the sting. Even he couldn't bear the whip, let alone the red sand that was as thin as a porcelain bowl. He had no doubt that the whip would Being on Hongsha will definitely make her vomit blood.

"Am I a tribal warrior?" Gao Feng firmly grasped the handle of the fang saber and took a step forward, pressing towards the tribal warrior. However, his left hand quietly touched the saber's handle.

"A servant has no right to have a slave..." Another tribal warrior saw the madness and irritability in Gao Feng's eyes and couldn't help but stepped forward, trying to resolve the conflict between the two.

"Am I a follower?" Gao Feng suddenly turned his head and glared at the newly-appeared tribal warrior, leaving him speechless. Everyone knew that regardless of whether Gao Feng passed the test or not, he was still a tribal warrior. This was simply a shame. The identity of the cheating father is confusing.

"This..." The tribal warrior retreated. He could no longer intervene. Gao Feng's special position caused a bug in the tribe's rules, and Gao Feng could challenge any warrior. This was confusing.

"Remember, it's only this time. Wait for a duel with me next time..." Gao Feng finally gave up the entanglement with the tribal warriors. There was still a big target waiting for him. Huo Ya walked up and nodded and followed the tribal warriors and said: "Three Claws is looking for someone to challenge today. He has a bad temper, so don't take it to heart..."

Huaya's half-persuading, half-showing words made the tribal warriors' faces turn green, but the wilderness people didn't know how to apologize. They took a deep look at the unruly peak, turned around and walked away.

Hong Sha puffed out her small chest and walked behind Hua Ya with her head held high. She looked at the silent peak in front from a distance. A very happy emotion surged in her heart. She was happier than having a full stomach. She decided to keep this emotion forever. Treasure it and never forget it.

"Uncle Zangzi, Uncle Zhanzi..., are you there..."

Gao Feng's stern expression thawed when he arrived at the door of Ganzi's house. It was as if he changed his face and revealed a friendly smile. Huo Ya was stunned and wondered if Gao Feng was possessed by a ghost at this moment.

Zhan Zi was lying by the window looking at the smiling Gao Feng in confusion. The sharp lips of Big Claw's mother flashed in his mind, and he scratched his bare forehead in confusion: 'Is it really just barbecue? ’

If Gao Feng comes angrily, Zhuang Zi will definitely find a place to hide. As long as he survives today, the assessment of the attendants will be restarted, and Gao Feng will not be qualified to challenge him by then, but... Gao Feng came with a smile, could it be? Because of something else?

Gao Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth and squinted his eyes as much as possible to express his kindness, but in his heart he scolded the pole for being cunning. If he hadn't seen that the pole would never be as ignorant and fearless as other tribal warriors, he would have kicked the door down long ago.

Zangzi hesitated for a while, and saw the little indentured servant behind Gao Feng looking around, and suddenly felt that he understood that indentured servants can only be owned by tribal warriors, and the attendants only have their own rations. For these fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, Every day's food is distributed uniformly by their Ada to the tribe. There cannot be any leftovers. They should be here to ask for rations for the indentures.

After thinking about it, Zhang Zi opened the door, walked out affectionately, and said to Gao Feng: "Ha, I guess you have the foresight to come to me if you know that you are in trouble..."

"Yes, my nephew wants to eat meat, but there are no livestock. Why don't you ask Uncle Pole to get some?" Gao Feng twitched his fang knife with a smile on his face, pointed directly at the tip of Pole's nose, and said in an affectionate tone, with his teeth showing. When he stepped back strangely, the pole's face turned pale. He had been hunting geese all day long but was pecked out of his eyes.

"If you want to eat meat, will I refuse to give it to you? Why do you have to do this..." Zhuangzi wanted to touch the fang knife that had not been touched for who knows how many years, but he couldn't muster the courage in his heart. Gao Feng was at the age when he was full of passion. If It's not a big deal like killing Kuitu?

"They are all from my family. I'd better get it myself. If the meat Uncle Zhanzi gave me was spiked with something and spoiled my stomach, wouldn't it be your fault?"

Gao Feng had something to say, and Zhuangzi was completely desperate. He pulled out the fang knife with a wry smile and said to Gao Feng: "It's better to be greedy and cause trouble. Let's do it..."

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