At this time, Chief Orange was hurriedly taking Chief Ba to the location of the mall.
He is really in so much pain.
The brains of the Ba tribe are comparable to those of the demon tribe. They are as stubborn as a stick and will not listen to anything you say. They just start fighting when they meet.
He also caught it and put it in a cage to keep it as a pet.
He almost died of tears.
Fortunately, the leader of the Ba tribe is a Ba with some brains.
Well, not much, but at least there is some.
Amidst the Orange Chief's wails of collapse, he finally summoned the leader of the fierce Ba tribe to his front.
The leader of the fierce tribe of the Ba clan, as his name suggests, is really fierce.
That body is so strong.
The Wu clan is just like a rookie in front of him.
He saw that he had to tilt his head back, which made his neck very uncomfortable.
"Brother Biaohan, I am the orange leader of the Wu clan! Look at me!!"
The Orange Leader's howl of collapse.
If this guy doesn't take care of himself, he will be eaten as food by these Ba people.
He hasn't lived enough and doesn't want to die yet!
The leader of the fierce tribe of the Ba clan is called Han Biao, and he likes other creatures to call him fierce.
Because he felt that he represented the entire tough tribe.
The name that Chief Orange called out unintentionally pleased Han Biao, and he grinned.
"Hey, you're not bad, I'm really tough, very good, keep yelling!"
The Orange Chief almost rolled his eyes on the spot. Is the focus of this sentence the address?
He really regretted that he shouldn't have chosen the Ba tribe as his lobbyist.
The brains of these guys from the Ba tribe are really no different from those of the demon tribe.
They are all mentally retarded.
The word "mentally retarded" was used by Zhang Yuan to describe the demon race.
Chief Orange learned this and found it very appropriate.
Mental retardation means that the mental level is lower than normal.
The demons and the Ba people are indeed quite stupid.
He felt sorry for their brains if he didn't even use the word "mentally retarded" to describe them.
"Brother Biaohan! I'm the leader of the Wu clan. Can you please let me down first? I have something important to discuss with you!"
Han Biao is in a very good mood.
He was very satisfied that the monster in front of him was very sensible.
"Yes, yes, keep on yelling!"
Orange Leader: ....
He cursed in his heart, but was very honest in his words.
"Brother Biaohan, brother Biaohan, brother Biaohan, you are so strong! You are the best in the abyss! You are the best! You are the most powerful in my heart!"
Han Biao wants to fly.
He really liked the monster in front of him.
So, he decided to eat him well.
"Come on, guys! Cut this guy up for me and give me his heart! I like him very much!"
Orange Leader:!!!
Panic, panic, collapse, despair.
It was a mixed feeling.
He was furious.
"Damn you Ba Clan! I'm from the Wu Clan!!! Leader of the Wu Clan! If you dare to eat me, we from the Wu Clan will come to your door tomorrow and slaughter your entire clan!! Dogecoin!! Just wait!"
At a time of life and death, Chief Orange didn't care about politeness or impoliteness.
He just wanted to cut open the brain of the Ba tribe leader in front of him and take a good look at what was inside.
His loud shout actually woke up the leader of the Ba tribe.
Han Biao frowned and scratched his head desperately: "Wang Clan, Wang Clan? Such a familiar thing."
Orange Leader: .....
He really wants to curse.
Han Biao's eyes suddenly widened and he realized what was happening.
"Oh, right! The Wu Clan is the most bizarre race in the Abyss! That crazy thing that has to mobilize the entire Wu Clan if one of them dies, can't be touched."
He shook his head frantically.
If the whole clan is mobilized, who would dare to move?
"Hey, Wuzu, what are you doing here?"
He tilted his head curiously and looked at the orange leader who was hung upside down with confusion.
They are far away from the Wu tribe, and over the years, the two tribes have rarely communicated.
So for a moment he didn't remember that the Wu clan was that strange race.
After all, his mind can hold relatively few things, so it is better to forget these unimportant things.
Take it out and look at it when you need it.
The Orange Chief didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or roll his eyes.
At least now he might not have to die for the time being.
"I need something from you! Can you please ask them to put me down first? Is it polite to talk while hanging upside down like this?"
Han Biao's focus shifted again, "What does politeness mean?"
Orange Leader: .....
He really regretted it. He couldn't understand why he chose the Ba tribe.
Oh, it’s not that he couldn’t figure it out, it’s that when he drew lots, he drew the Ba tribe.
It’s too difficult, too difficult.
It's really too difficult.
"Put me down first."
Chief Orange felt that he shouldn't say too much when talking to the guys from the Ba tribe, and it would be better to simply state his demands.
Han Biao blinked and looked around at the Ba Clan in confusion: "Didn't he ask you to put him down? Why are you standing there?"
Do we have to wait for him to release it himself?
The guards of the Ba tribe suddenly realized what was going on and stepped forward to tear off the knot on the tree that was hanging the Orange leader upside down.
The Orange Leader fell headfirst to the ground.
He cried out in pain.
Damn, these Ba people are really crazy! Reckless! Brainless!
And this Ba tribe leader is also an idiot! If you didn't tell your subordinates, how would they know to release him?!
Before he could recover from the dizziness, Han Biao spoke again.
"What are you yelling about?"
Chief Orange really wanted to cry.
This Ba tribe member wouldn't think that the heads of the Wu tribe are as hard as theirs, right?
Yes, your Ba clan is all shiny and golden, made of steel.
But they, the Wu clan, are different. They really can't bear the pain of their heads hitting the ground.
Can't you just let him wail for a while?
He was in so much pain, so devastated, and wanted to hit someone.
Taking a deep breath, the Orange Chief, with the bubbles that involuntarily appeared in his eyes, looked at the Ba Clan Chief with a gleaming look.
Okay, I can't see his face, I can only see his thighs.
Is it really polite to be so tall?
"Lower your head."
He ordered the leader of the Ba tribe without any hesitation.
Han Biao scratched his lice-ridden hair again and put his face directly in front of him.
Orange Leader: ....
Let him lower his head, don't let him look into her eyes at close range.
I'm really going crazy.
"Take me to where you rest."
He suppressed his collapsing emotions and uttered another command.
Without saying a word, the leader of the Ba tribe picked him up from the ground, carried him on his shoulders, and strode towards his resting place.
Orange Leader: ....
I feel like vomiting, I feel like vomiting. I just fell and got a concussion, and now I am being carried upside down. Is this really the torture that a fragile monster like him can endure?
He doesn't understand.
He really doesn't understand.
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