The red-robed girl suddenly appeared to warn, it is not a matter for Gao Feng, it means that the power struggle of the Blood Sea Alliance is unimaginably complicated, no matter what the other party's purpose is, he is the party that is calculated, and the tribal leaders here are not simple, they are the backbone of the central wilderness, and the resources in their hands control a large part of the materials and population, no matter what they look like, they represent a tribe, once Gao Feng kills them, he will face enemies with the entire central wilderness.

At that time, maybe the people behind the girl in red will use the crusade against him as an excuse to gather up the scattered desolate people, once the desolate people are completed, in order to appease people's hearts, Gao Feng is an obstacle that must be removed, which Gao Feng knows.

It seems that this is a dead game specifically for Gao Feng, the person who laid this bureau is quite clever, and he also has a certain understanding of Gao Feng, knowing that these stupid tribal leaders will not pose a threat to Gao Feng, and he will use Gao Feng's hand to complete the cleaning and integration of the wild people, and at the same time, he will also be caught between the wild people and the underground people, both sides will be enemies with him, even if he can't die, there is no chance of development in the wilderness, unless he leaves the central wilderness.

Behind him, Xuan Liuqi coughed inadvertently, and then walked up to deliver a box of mycelium cigarettes to Gao Feng, Xuan Liuqi didn't smoke, but when he broke through the underground camp, he still got a pack and put it on his body, just for Gao Feng, and now it's a good excuse.

"Commander, there is a situation."

Xuan Liuqi only said six words, and after helping Gao Feng light a cigarette, he pretended to be casual and returned to the same place, and glanced at Kunshan, who also saw that something was wrong, and couldn't help but touch the handle of the gun on his waist and make a vigilant gesture.

The garlic nose was slippery like a ghost, and naturally saw that something was wrong, and made a gesture behind him vaguely, so that the Gara people behind him were ready to act, and the originally quiet scene suddenly became tense, and many tribal leaders opened their necklines full of oil, reached under the table with both hands, and touched the weapons they had prepared.

Smoking a cigarette, the peak of the clouds and fog seemed to be unaware of the imminent smell of gunpowder, squinting his eyes and still silent, finally, the leader of the rotten teeth beside him couldn't help but say:

"The Lion of the West, this is good for everyone, the Quantum tribe was destroyed, we can keep this account in our hearts, there are enough dead people, and those who survive will continue to live, we will double the compensation for the Quantum tribe, I am willing to give a thousand men, a thousand women, three hundred large animals, seven hundred small animals, as long as you say a word, it will be delivered tomorrow."

As soon as the rotten teeth opened their mouths, it was equivalent to the substantive stage of the flop, and the others were not far behind, each quoting the price they were willing to pay, and some were even willing to cede land in the rich plains in the deepest part of the Giant's Canyon, as long as the peak nodded, they would immediately become a large tribe with a population of 20,000 and more than 10,000 domestic animals, and all of them were strong, and they were also the top among the large tribes.

The price of the tribal leaders is not insignificant, nominally these things are for the Quantum tribe, but in fact they are for the peak, as long as the peak nods and is willing to maintain the current situation, don't take the initiative to anger the underground people, so that they can live in peace.

"If I don't agree, won't I be able to leave the Hall of Bones today? Or maybe even if I go out, I can't get out of Bone City? ”

Gao Feng casually threw the cigarette into the wine glass, leaned back in the chair more comfortably, and used words with ridicule and sarcasm to stimulate the tribal leaders present.

"There have been things in the wilderness over the years, although the underground people have killed a lot of desolate people, they only account for a quarter of the dead desolate people, many tribes with a long heritage have been extinct, those tribes are bigger than our tribes, and there are more warriors, now they are gone, we are more powerful, that is, we know when to move forward, when to retreat, the prestige of the western lion broadcast, we can't ask for it, the only hope is that our descendants can live better."

Gao Feng's eyes flickered, the garlic nose looked stupid, but the essence was not stupid, knowing that the underground people were now stretching the battle line too long, and they did not plan to capture the middle in one breath, once a confrontation was formed, the possibility of the underground people attacking again would be reduced, and this time difference was when the desolate people sought negotiations with the underground people, and over-stimulating the underground people would only lose both, obviously, they all had their own plans in their hearts.

The words that Garlic Nose said before were already considered a showdown, as the tribal leaders stood up with weapons of different shapes, hundreds of Jialuo people gathered around like a tide, and instantly surrounded the three of Gao Feng, just like Xuan Liuqi imagined, the weapons arranged on the weapon rack were wiped out in a few blink of an eye, as long as an order was given, the Jia Luo people and the tribal leaders would pounce on and break the Gao Feng three into pieces.

The smell of gunpowder had reached its peak, but no one made a move, the tribal leaders knew the prestige of the western lions, and retreated as much as possible, drowning themselves with the crowd, as for the Galo people, who were the thugs, they were also unwilling to take the lead because of the prestige of the peak, and looked vigorously at the leaders behind them, waiting for their orders or gestures.

There are only two people who can still sit comfortably, always sitting comfortably on the back of the chair, and holding the table with both hands, the garlic nose skin that may explode at any time The big leader, the two words are stuck in the throat of the garlic nose, but it is not easy to shout out, the tribal leader of the wilderness is not a real fool, no matter how timid the tribal leader is also the first to use a war knife to fight out of the encirclement, after all, the wilderness is still respected by the strong, but after many years of enjoyment and comfort, the blood and courage in the bones have been worn out, which makes them look so mediocre.

If Gao Feng has a little accident and fear, Garlic Nose will not hesitate to make a move, he seems to be bulky, fat and bloated, no one knows that he is an agile Garo, showing the strength of the middle level. Let him be the fastest person in the wilderness, and he has every chance to retreat when the peak rises, but for some reason, he feels like an invisible net is enveloping him in substance.

Garlic nose didn't give the order for a long time, and the Jia Luo people could only use heavy breathing to oppress the three of them, but except for Kunshan's slight nervousness, the three of them never made any moves, just like what they encountered was just a phantom, maybe they didn't know that the reason why the desolate warriors who would rush into battle once they were on the verge of battle were so rational was because the power that was so powerful that they desperate was exuding invisible fluctuations with the doji in the palm of the peak, interfering with their hearts.

Before the banquet, whether it was the tribal leader or the black hand behind the girl in red, they all regarded Gao Feng as a chess piece, but the Blood Sea Alliance regarded Gao Feng as a lone wolf who broke away from the rules, and the black hand who hid behind the scenes and waited for the fishing profit thought that Gao Feng was a man-eating tiger, in fact, neither side thought that Gao Feng who was placed in the trap by them was a prehistoric giant beast, and in addition to Gao Feng, there were nine such giant beasts.

Garlic nose didn't do anything, in addition to the inappropriate indifference of Gao Feng's table, there was also Jia Luo's own talent for danger prediction, not only him, but the other Jia Luo people also felt the great danger that suddenly appeared, which made them have a great fear of Gao Feng.

In fact, turning their faces here can no longer be carried out, they can't kill a Split Mountain Garo no matter what, although Gao Feng has the power to exterminate the Gara people at will, but he is unwilling to kill more, the desolate people have the survival philosophy of the desolate people, they will not fight to the death in the face of an invincible disaster, but will look for a chance to survive, at least let their descendants survive, continue the bloodline of the desolate people, which is not contrary to the courage of their ancestors to overcome obstacles.

Whether it is a hawk or a dove, in fact, it is true, they have their own ideas about the future of the wilderness, but because of the problem of vision and insight, they do not understand the strength and madness of the underground people, and the black hands hiding behind the scenes in addition to the ambition of unified centralization of power in the central wilderness, they also do not know the fierceness of the underground people, what they call the dangerous Giant Canyon is just a joke, Gao Feng already knows that the underground people have fighters and long-range missiles, even without these, hundreds of heavy chariots can climb to hundreds of meters, The formation of a helicopter combat group like a ground combat force, at that time, the advantage is in the hands of the underground people.

The only peak who can understand these can easily kill the tribal leaders here, but he can't do this, not to mention the guys who may be hiding behind the scenes, even if there is no behind-the-scenes, kill these people, the dragon lancers will suddenly change from heroes in the mouth of the desolate people to butchers, the desolate tribe will be torn apart, even the dragon spearmen will be lost, and the desolate people who can form a power against the underground people will become scattered, and the peak of the outsiders will not be able to screw them together, let alone defeat the desolate people.

After a stalemate of less than a minute, Gao Feng sorted out the messy thread, suddenly had a plan in his heart, raised two fingers, and Xuan Liuqi sent a cigarette to Gao Feng as soon as possible. When the curling smoke filled between Gao Feng's eyebrows again, the viscous pressure and threat as if it were substance were slightly relaxed, and he suddenly let his hands hold down the table, and his whole body stiffened his garlic nose panting like a cow, not only him, most of the people here did this, as if they were not around Gao Feng, but had just experienced a desperate marathon.

"If you all die here, who will benefit the most?"

At the moment when they just relaxed, Gao Feng asked suddenly, so that the little eyes of the garlic nose suddenly flashed with a cold light, from beginning to end, Gao Feng only lit a cigarette, before and after this cigarette, he and the hundreds of Jialuo people present experienced a rollercoaster of pressure changes, how could he not see that he was cunning like a ghost, things had fallen out of their predictions, even the worst prediction before had become the best scenario at the moment, you know, that was the judgment that the Jialuo people were completely wiped out, and the tribal leaders suffered one-third of the casualties.

In the face of such a powerful peak, there is only one term in his heart, Regret Army Jialuo, only Regret Army Jialuo is so powerful, so strong that hundreds of Jialuo people can't shake a bit, and Gao Feng's inquiry is like a bright lamp lit in the dark night, so that he suddenly understands a lot of things hidden in the fog, this killing feast is not aimed at the Western Lion, but someone wants to use the hand of the Western Lion to get rid of them.

A drop of sweat the size of a bean came out of Garlic Nose's forehead, not only him, but also the other tribal leaders such as Rotten Tooth were even more unbearable, even under the support of the powerful Gara, several seemingly strong tribal leaders had weak legs and wanted to sit on the floor full of bone residues.