I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Almost no one realized that there was another person hiding above everyone's head, and he was waiting for an opportunity to attack Mu Feng!

And the moment Mu Feng discovered him, he almost immediately gave up the idea of ​​shooting Mu Feng—to be exact, he was forced to give up!

Because the moment Mu Feng saw him, he didn't even think about it, raising his hand was a crossbow!

This hand crossbow was carried by him, which was equivalent to a pistol. Normally, it was a good broken arrow.

Now when he saw the person above his head, he realized that the danger was approaching, and instantly squeezed the trigger, and a short arrow of about twenty or thirty centimeters "swished" straight to the person.

The person holding the shuttle gun was taken aback, and when he was in a hurry, he didn't care about his shuttle gun. After leaving the shuttle gun, he jumped straight from one branch to another.

Judging from his skill, it is only slightly inferior to the monkey.

For that matter, he was still a step too late, and the short arrow shot by Mu Feng's hand crossbow hit him in the thigh with a "poof".

"Ah!" The man cried out painfully, clinging to the branch with both hands and hooking the other branch with one foot, the injured leg slumped.

He just wandered around on the branches, looking very funny.

Mu Feng stopped shooting the crossbow, and moved his hand: "Shuofeng!"

Shuofeng instantly drew his bow and arrow, raising his hand to shoot an arrow!

"Ah!" The man hurriedly loosened the branch he was clinging to, and fell down, dodge the arrow.

And the moment he fell, he could reach out and tugged at the branch next to him, removing most of the strength of the fall.

When he was four or five meters away from the ground, he grabbed the branch closest to the ground, shook it, and leaped in the air. It turned out to be far away from the place where the Great Jiang tribe was, and he fell down on his back.

From Mu Feng's crossbow, to Shuo Feng's arrow, and then to this person moving back and forth, it only took a little longer to breathe.

But the series of actions of this savage preparing to attack Mu Feng dazzled everyone.

If it wasn't for the wrong venue, Mu Feng would have thought that this person was juggling.

Seeing the person falling firmly to the ground, the pain was so painful that Mu Feng screamed, and Mu Feng was surprised and uttered a low voice: "What the hell, this can't be smashed!"

Without waiting for his instructions, King Li, who hadn't been able to use it near Mufeng, dashed and rushed over.

He hadn't even noticed the previous attack by the stone and the shuttle spear, and he was very upset in his heart.

Seeing Mu Feng shoot down his first evil now, why not be angry?

He picked up Weng Jin's hammer and was about to smash the man, but he heard Mu Feng yell: "Keep alive, King Li!"

King Li changed his strength midway, hitting a tree trunk with a hammer, and the branches trembled.

He stepped on the chest of the person who was just about to get up, like a boulder piercing his chest, and stepped on it again!

Mu Feng looked up at the only people left on the tree above his head, then looked at the person who was stepped on his chest by King Li, and drank: "If you don't want him to die, you will obediently roll me down the tree!"

He has already seen that this person should be the leader of this group.

As for what identity he was, it seemed that he was either a leader or a warchief, and at the worst, he had to be a headhunter.

Sure enough, when those people on the tree heard Mu Feng say this, none of them hesitated and jumped off the tree one after another.

I saw them first observe the tree, and then let go one by one from the high branches. When they fell to the ground, they dragged a branch to swing, unloaded part of their strength, and then dragged the branch back and forth during the fall. Three times, when it fell to the ground, it was basically only three or four meters high, and then turned over again in the air, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

All Da Jiang's clansmen were dazzled.

This is the first time they have seen such a peculiar existence.

And the fire dragon swallowed their saliva.

Because it was the first time they saw this group of tribes living on trees come down from the trees by themselves!

After this group of people fell on the ground, they all looked at Mu Feng nervously.

They naturally saw that Mu Feng was the leader of this group of people-it was also he who had just used a strange horse to scare their people down from the tree!

Mu Feng pointed at the man at the feet of King Li and said, "Now your people have been arrested by me, and he has also been arrested by me. If you don't want to die, you can answer honestly if I ask anything! Otherwise, I will kill them! "

These people who came down from the tree look at me, and I look at you, seeming to wonder how to deal with it.

One of them tentatively said: "Can you let your people let go of our leader first, and then he will die!"

Mu Feng snorted coldly: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

The man's forehead had blue veins protruding, but he still resisted the attack.

Mu Feng looked at King Li and nodded.

King Li moved his feet and picked up the man from the ground.

It's just that although the man is not short, he is very thin and weak. Compared with the nearly two-meter Li Wang, he is completely like a chicken, and the contrast is full.

Li Wang held it on the man's neck like a chicken, controlling life and death.

These people looked horrified, and repeatedly shouted: "You ask, you ask!"

Mu Feng snorted coldly, "Which tribe are you from and how many people are there?"

These people struggled and hesitated for a moment: "We belong to the Orangutan Ministry, there are more than two hundred and forty people!"

"So little..." Mu Feng muttered.

But when he thought about it, he realized that such a group of people jumped up and down in the trees all day long. If they didn't pay attention, some people would fall to death. There were such a number, it was normal.

He asked again: "Why are you attacking us? How are your weapons made?"

Now they no longer hesitate, and directly replied: "It is the three giant eagle monsters in the sky, that is the nemesis of our **** Tulu, coming to our territory will bring disaster to our ministry! And following the giant The people who came to our tribal territory by eagle monsters are also unknown people!

It is also God Natulu who taught us how to make this weapon! "

"Then God of Tulu?" Mu Feng was surprised. This was the first time he heard the word "God", and also the first time he heard a totem-superstitious saying-an unknown person!

Seeing Mu Feng's doubts, the man hurriedly explained: "Natulu is the ancestor of my orangutan tribe. His descendants have been with the people of my orangutan tribe for generations and are friends of my orangutan tribe for generations!"

Mu Feng sounded funny.

There is a contradiction in what this person said.

This Natulu **** is their ancestor, but the descendant is not them, but their friend, the monkey.

There is obviously a logical incompatibility here.

But seeing the sacred and reverent face of the person who explained, he didn't bother to point out the incompatibility.

Whether their ancestors were monkeys, or their ancestors were monkey kings or the like, it doesn't matter much to him.

What he cares about now is how these people plan to resolve this matter.

Or, according to his request!

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