A wooden boat, which looked no better than the lalard fishing boat, came from a distance, and the sound came before people could see it clearly.
"Ouch, the fishing boat ahead stops!" A fat man standing on the bow of the ship made the whole ship's waterline almost out of balance. Fortunately, the sailor in charge of steering was of high level.
"This sea area has been occupied by our sadiri gang. From today on, all players who eat in this fishing ground will have to pay one third of their harvest!" Fat man followed by three players with bows and arrows, scattered shot a few bows and arrows.
The arrow flew askew over a distance of thirty or forty meters, lost its strength not far in front of the fishing boat, and fell into the sea and disappeared.
"It's just a warning. The next hit is in your head!" There was no embarrassment in the fat man's voice. On the contrary, he called out: "but the sadiri gang has always been kind. Let's forget it today. Please report to us before going to sea next time."
Xu Yichen is interested in looking at the other side's Huwei shouting, do not know where the other side's self-confidence comes from.
Different from the others on the boat, the guy named Horst is a tough figure to be provoked at first. Just by looking at his physique and muscle, the players who are inferior to the militia are not enough for him to fight alone.
"They have a lot of people. They have a strong influence in this area. Don't take them for granted." Ralph whispered to Xu Yichen: "after all, we still need to stay here for a long time. The wild is too dangerous for us."
The demon hunter shrugged his shoulders. The status of these ordinary players in his eyes is not much higher than that of the aborigines. If the other side wants to make peace, he will not make trouble.
After all, there are no new Chinese players here, and there are no real friendly country players here. He is just a passer-by.
For the sake of their great help, Xu Yichen didn't mind taking hundreds of gold coins to improve their living and equipment level after landing.
But he didn't want trouble, and trouble would come to him.
An archer stood beside the fat man and whispered a few words. His eyes swept from Xu Yichen and Sabra behind him from time to time.
Sabra hid in the corner, lowering his head as much as possible to cover up his existence, but Ralph's fishing boat was only so big that it was impossible to complete the trick of turning a man into a living.
He now regretted that he had not entered the cabin with Trista. His identity was not the first time that he had been in trouble. He didn't want to always cause trouble to his partners.
"Well, it turns out that our traitor Mr. is also on this ship, so the situation is different!" Fat man's mouth with a proud smile: "we've been looking for you for several days, but I didn't expect you ran to the sea!"
Xu Yichen hugs his shoulder and looks at Sabra. He wants to see what reaction this person will have.
He didn't like those native states and vassals in South Asia, whether they were enemies or so-called friends. However, such a rich land has raised a group of lazy people.
As enemies, they are not qualified at all. As allies, they have little value.
A small number of people who have the backbone to stand out, Xu Yichen is quite admirable to them, just like the super power who can control human thought.
Xu Yichen took away his brain in person. As a tribute, he asked the local garrison to bury the rest according to the tradition of the dead.
Xu does not understand the screening mechanism of these ordinary players, but I think there should not be too many real members of the rebel army mixed in.
"Don't go too far. Sabra is your countryman, but you can't see him like that to us outsiders." Horst's tall figure stepped out of the cabin and stood in front of the Sabra noodles: "we don't want to trouble, but you don't want to take advantage of it!"
Horst, who came out of the cabin, was covered with a simple leather armor. It can be seen that this leather armor is not suitable for the tall Horst, and there are traces of mending in many places.
Horst's hand is also carrying a machete that looks half new. Xu Yichen remembers that when he first entered the game, he used this light weapon popular among sailors for a while.
"I remember him, the last time he broke absek's arm!" The archer pointed at Horst angrily and called out, "he is the murderer!"
"If I don't stop him, Sabra will be beheaded by that bastard!" Horst's voice was louder than the other side: "and I didn't kill people! I just broke his arm and taught him a lesson! It's impossible to be life-threatening in such an injury! "
The hunter continued to hold his shoulders and watch the excitement. It seemed that Horst was very experienced in breaking human arms.
"It will take two months for him to recover, and the priest in the city is asking for forty gold coins to cure him!" The archer gnawed his teeth and said, "we have to kill him in the end, and we can cure your wounds by resurrection."
Xu Yichen laughs contemptuously. It is undeniable that in this almost 100% virtual game, people who can accept this "treatment" method are also cruel characters.However, these players will never realize the cost.
"You barbarians, is human life so worthless in your eyes?" Horst felt that he could not understand the logic of these people.
You killed people, it's none of my business! Khost shouted in the heart, but in order not to make complaints about the situation more intense, he forced the sentence to swallow.
"We are soldiers!" The archer, who was thin as a bamboo pole, raised his face with pride: "it is a waste to delay two months to wait for the recovery of the injury! You are far from understanding our spirit
"Give us that traitor, and we'll pass the day." The fat man took a look at the machete in Horst's hand and compared the three bamboo Samurai he had brought with him. He felt that he was not very safe: "as for you, we'll settle accounts next time."
"Don't even think about it!" Ralph, who has always maintained the image of a good man, stands up, carrying a harpoon: "don't think we are afraid of the sadiri Gang!"
To tell the truth, the well-equipped new Chinese players behind gave Ralph a lot of confidence.
As a relatively wealthy middle class with some understanding of the international situation, Ralph is sure that the new Chinese player will take his side.
He had the idea of being calm for a while, but when he heard that Horst and the other side had become enemies, Ralph began to weigh the pros and cons in his mind.
Fortunately, he was right.
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