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Chapter 18 Lao Lei's Means

Chapter 18 Lao Lei’s Means ()

"Wow!"

A bucket of water poured on the head of the goblin. Under the stimulation of the cold spring water, it woke up from its coma, and its limbs twitched involuntarily, struggling to get up.

But the strong vine rope was tied very tightly, making the powerful goblin almost unable to move. It raised its head hard, and its scarlet beast eyes stared at the person sitting in front of it, with resentment and resentment in its eyes.

"You don't have a chance. If you are willing to cooperate well, tell me what I want to know..." Leon held the tiger saber and cut the wooden strips in his hand, and looked at the prisoner in front of him with interest: "Maybe you still have the possibility of survival."

This goblin warrior was captured in the evening battle. The reason why it was not killed on the spot was because his identity was the captain of the goblin team.

Its strength is quite strong, and it is the most brave after being surrounded by tribal warriors, but in the end it cannot resist the joint attack of Leon and Rock Hammer.

Leon wanted to dig out of its mouth, the situation of the goblin tribe that had always been enemies of the Mad Hammer Tribe.

The house where firewood was piled up in the tribal camp became a prison cell for prisoners. Another ten goblins and two big goblin warriors were tied up and left aside. Two tribal warriors were responsible for guarding the prisoners.

Now, the prison cell has also become a torture room.

Rock Crack and several other tribal warriors stood at the door, watching Leon's interrogation process. In fact, they wanted to kill all these prisoners to avenge the tribe members who died in battle. The look at the Goblin Captain was extremely unkind.

A tribal warrior died under this guy's battle axe.

"Pooh!"

Captain Goblin spitted bloody phlegm at Leon, replacing his answer with actions.

Leon turned slightly, and the phlegm flew over in vain, and landed on the thighs of the tribe warrior behind with a clatter.

"This is not the answer I want!" Leon shook his head and said with regret.

"Brother Lei, don't talk nonsense to him!" The bear man who was unfortunately caught was furious: "Let me drag it out and kill it!"

"That's what he wants."

Leon smiled and put down his saber, picked up a piece of sackcloth from the side, and stuffed it into Captain Goblin's mouth: "You have a chance, but don't worry."

Under the surprise and suspicious eyes of the goblin captain, Leon picked up a strip of cut wood.

The wooden strip was about two inches long, and one end was cut into sharp thorns. He pinched it with his thumb and index finger, and gently penetrated into the gap between Captain Goblin's nails and fingers.

"Woo!~"

The sudden pain made Captain Goblin's eyes suddenly bulge, and his ugly face was twisted. Although it had a strong body and rough protective skin, the tender flesh under the black nails could not resist the penetration of the wood thorns.

Yan Chuan and others at the door swallowed their saliva, all of whom felt a slight pain in their fingers. Ten fingers connected to the heart were not just talking. They fully understood how painful it would be to be pierced by the slender wooden thorns into the gaps in their nails.

One, two, three... Leon calmly nailed the wooden thorns into different fingers, his movements so elegantly that it was completing a work of art.

The pain of seeping into the bone marrow almost fainted. It tried hard to break free but never succeeded, and could not even scream.

After nailing the fifth wooden thorn, Leon temporarily stopped the action in his hand: "Tell me, I want to know, as long as you nod."

Captain Goblin's head and face were covered with sweat, and his throat made a "hoho" sound, and his beast's eyes were covered with blood, and he was holding on but not nodding.

"I have a habit!" Leon smiled: "If you surrender so quickly, I still don't think it's interesting!"

As he said that, Leon nailed the remaining three wooden thorns into it: "This is an appetizer, let's treat you to a full meal next."

This was just an appetizer! Yan Chuan and others couldn't help but have a cold war, feeling cold all over their bodies. Leon's method of urging confessions really opened their eyes.

These bears and hammers do not know the art of interrogation. They can only raise their battle axes to chop their enemies into meat sauce.

In another corner of the woodshed, the goblin prisoners who witnessed Leon's confession were trembling, and several green goblins peed directly on their pants, and the two goblin warriors also looked terrified.

"Fire Hammer, bring the thing in!" Leon turned around and shouted.

"Come on!"

With a crisp echo, the fire hammer squeezed into the room, and he was carrying a cage woven by rattan.

The cage seemed to contain some small animals, squeaking around and making squeaks.

Leon took the vine cage from the fire hammer, looked carefully, and said with satisfaction: "No, it's rare that you have found so many!"

"That's simple! Who can catch a gopher in a squirrel cage? As long as you have barbecue as bait, it's not difficult to catch twice!" Fire Hammer boasted proudly.

Gopher, Yanchu and others looked at each other, not understanding what Leon asked Firehammer to catch the gopher in the cage.

Gophers are very common small animals in the forest. They like to live with tribes and follow wherever the tribe migrates.

These small things with sharp teeth and claws have strong reproductive ability, are good at digging holes and are very agile, and like to steal food and eat utensils, so they are very annoying. Children in the tribe often make their own squirrel cages for trapping, and the meat of gopher can still be eaten.

"Come here two people and press it apart!" Leon ordered.

The two bears came over. Although they were not sure, they faithfully executed Leon's order, untied the rattan rope under Captain Goblin, and pulled its thighs away from each other.

"Something is good..." Leon stared at the guy exposed from Captain Goblin's crotch, and a creepy smile appeared on his face: "I really hope you can hold on!"

He slowly leaned the squirrel captain under the crotch of the goblin captain and grabbed the squirrel's door with one hand: "What do you think these little guys will deal with your big guy?"

At this time, everyone understood what Leon wanted to do. A bear hammer couldn't help but reach out to cover his crotch, and his face turned pale.

The light of the rosin lamp shone on the rat cage. The dozen or so gophers in the cage seemed to feel something, and the noise became even louder and louder.

Captain Goblin was sweating heavily. Looking at the squirrel cage that was getting closer and closer to him, his eyes were no longer just resentment and toughness, but replaced by endless fear.

"Um! Um!"

The moment the mouth of the squirrel cage was pressed, the goblin captain who would rather die than surrender finally broke down, nodding desperately and retracting his body.

"What a pity..." Leon smacked his lips regretfully and took back the vine cage: "There are also a few big meals prepared later, which is a waste!"

Demon! It's definitely a demon! The goblins are in tears.

The next thing was very simple. Captain Goblin, who was full of courage, brought out all he knew.

The other two goblin warriors were taken out first, and after Leon finished asking questions, he took them back for interrogation. Correspondingly, Leon obtained accurate information about the goblin tribe.

These green-skinned goblins and goblin warriors belong to the same large tribe that makes green fields. The tribe has more than 700 green-skinned goblins and nearly 400 goblin warriors.

The Green Field Tribe is controlled by a great goblin knight named Sayu, and there are two goblin wizards, whose strength is far greater than that of the Mad Hammer Tribe.

For nearly ten years, the Green Field Tribe has been chasing the beast hunting tribe in the forest. The Mad Hammer Tribe is one of their targets. This time, they sent nearly a quarter of the power to attack the Mad Hammer Tribe, but ended up suffering a crushing defeat.

Currently, the Green Field Goblin Tribe is stationed in a forest valley about dozens of miles away from the Crazy Hammer Camp. It can be reached in less than half a day after walking.

The reason why they pursue the beast hunting so tirelessly is the first of all the instructions from the elves. The goblins are vassals of the elves and act as lackeys and slaves. It is naturally not a discount to execute the orders from the superiors.

Once the people in the beast tribe are captured by them, all the old and weak will be killed, while the young and strong will be sent to the elves' territory in the rear to work as slaves, and some will be sold to the slave traders of the human tribe.

The Green Field Tribe has been linked with several human slave trade teams. Those beautiful Beast women will be sold to the distance for a very good price, and there will be no news from now on.

"These damn beasts!"

Leon punched the wooden table, and the anger in his heart was uncontrollable: "Does the Kingdom of Bemon allow its people to be hunted and sold, without any counterattack or resistance?"

The Kingdom of Bemon is the only country established by the beast tribe. The kings nominally commanded all the beast tribes in Ugru, the holy land in the northern continent.

"Bimon Kingdom..." Elder Monstein's face was full of bitterness. He shook his head and sighed: "If it is north of the Nucang River, the kingdom still has the ability to provide protection, but to the south, the kingdom no longer cares about the tribes left here!"

After interrogating the goblin, Leon and Rock Hammer came to Elder Monstein's residence and discussed the next tribal actions together.

Although the Green Field Goblin Tribe suffered a crushing defeat in this attack, their strength is still there and they will definitely come back to take revenge. Next time, they will definitely give their all.

Faced with such a situation, Elder Monstein needs to make a decision whether to continue to migrate or avoid or fight back.

"Is there any way we can cross the Nucang River?" Leon asked calmly.

"No..." Elder Monstein smiled bitterly: "It turns out that there is a huge wooden overpass on the Nucang River to communicate with both sides of the straits. The kingdom migrated to the north through this bridge."
Chapter completed!
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