"You two idiots!" Xiongkui whispered: "Of course, the king will send someone to investigate, but the king will also send troops to help me control the situation. As long as we attack Panshi Village and kill a group of people in front to establish their authority, the remaining guys will not dare to speak even if they know what is going on."

Decades have given Xiongkui rich experience and life experience. His position comes from his father, the previous leader of the Huanche Village. The intrigue between different forces has opened his eyes and understood many rules of silent patronages in tribal villages.

He raised his head and through the scattered snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, Xiongkui squirted out a mouthful of dirty anger, gritted his teeth and said, "This is our last chance!"

Take back the lost power.

Kill all those who dare to go against you.

I want to take revenge!

"Swoosh!"

A familiar terrifying sound came from behind. Xiongkui subconsciously turned around and saw a feather arrow accurately piercing the eldest son's throat. The red arrow cluster was swallowed by the dark clouds again in the sky. Only a little sunlight shining. He was full of pain and wanted to look down at the weapon that was taking his life, but he could only see a little arrow tip. The eldest son covered his throat with his left hand, trembling with his right hand, and slowly climbed up the smooth arrow shaft that was flushing with his chin.

He opened his mouth, his lips that were constantly opening and closing could not make a sound, but Xiongkui understood what his son wanted to say.

"Dad, save me...I don't want to die..."

More feather arrows flew over from the air. These terrifying flying arrows were extremely accurate and powerful, and shot the second son's chest with one arrow. He bleed blood from his mouth, screamed and took big steps forward. The arrows that broke through the air penetrated into the back of his head, freezing the shrill scream forever, and the arrows shot through his tongue, showing a ferocious and cold metal sharp triangle from his open mouth with a "poof" sound.

Xiongkui was shot in his left leg. Before he could complete the turn, another arrow hit his right ankle. He completely lost his ability to move and threw his body forward on the snow, stirring up a snowflake like white fog and scattered everywhere.

A huge force pressed his neck and pressed Xiongkui to the ground. A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, and he struggled desperately. At this moment, Xiongkui felt the pain of being chopped by a sharp heavy object from his left arm. He couldn't help but scream in the depths of the white ice and snow. His voice was blocked by the deep snow and did not spread too far.

My hand is broken!

This is the only thought in Xiongkui's mind.

A few seconds later, the dying Xiongkui was forced to flip and pulled up. He gasped heavily, leaning against his eldest son's warm body, and through his hair that was stuck in blood, he stared at the young leader of Panshi Village standing a few meters away with his angry red eyes.

Tianhao raised his hand and made a gesture to block Tiankui, who was about to swing the battle axe to cut off Xiongkui's other arm. He lifted up the longbow in his hand, so that the tip of the metal horn avoided contact with the ground. This action was actually very natural, but in the eyes of Xiongkui, who was half dead, it was full of indescribable cruelty, and the silence and coldness of the beast before hunting.

"You are in the wrong direction. This is not the way to the car village." Tianhao's young face was wise that was not his age, and he asked playfully: "Xiongkui, where are you going?"

The answer to him was a fierce bloody gaze and silence.

"You want to go to Leijiao City, want to meet the king, and then use this mouth that is even more stinky than a cesspool to turn black and white into tricking the army from the king."

Tianhao raised his foot and stepped on the body of Xiongkui's other son without any mercy: "Actually you are stupid. Do you think I will let you go and leave such a big safety hazard in vain. When you recover your strength, come back to seek revenge on me?"

Syllables were like nails hitting into Xiongkui's heart. Hate and madness retreated from his eyes, and horror and fear became the new dominant. He finally fully understood that the young man in front of him, who was about the same age as his son, was not as simple as it seemed on the surface and was not easy to deal with.

"...You did it on purpose?" Xiongkui's voice was trembling.

Tianhao looked at him calmly: "I want everyone to see you leave Panshi Village safely. There are many people coming from Huanche Village. If you want them to stay in my village, you must let them know that I am a kind-hearted leader. I can't even kill my own enemies, so what reason can I deal with them? As long as they stay in Panshi Village for a few months and have a few full meals, no one will remember Huanche Village, and you, the former leader of the village."

He then changed into a low and cold tone: "But you must die. Here, leave everyone's sight, I will do it myself."

Xiongkui, who understood everything, looked gray and did not even have the courage to struggle and resist. A shadow of despair flashed across his face, and he begged: "Give me aside... I... I won't go to Leijiao City, I won't seek revenge on you... Please, spare me..."

The miserable and humble words could not touch Tianhao. He winked at Tiankui who was standing behind Xiongkui. The latter immediately swung the steel axe, and the sharp metal blade drew a silver thread in the air, falling down with the momentum of Mount Tai. Xiongkui's neck was cut off immediately, and his head was mixed with blood and rolled to the ground, dyeing an irregular red line on the white snow.

Tian Kuang bent down and rubbed the battle axe back and forth on the surface of the corpse, erasing the blood. Xu Kun and others also took action one after another. They carried three corpses on the snow, placed them on the slide, and tied them tightly with ropes.

After doing all this, Tianhao walked to Tiankuang and whispered: "Go and go quickly and come back quickly, don't delay too long."

Tian Kuang, who was so tall, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it."

Walking north from here for more than ten kilometers is the group area of ​​the violently maned bears. These wild beasts that do not hibernate are always hungry in the cold season. They are not picky about food, eat everything, and eat very cleanly, and not even a bone is left.

If you kill someone, you will destroy the corpse.

This is the experience Tianhao learned from the civilization era.

...

Mengxiang Village is located south of Panshi Village, about twenty kilometers away from Zuosuo Village.

There are dozens of large villages with more than 3,000 people, and Kunwei is one of them.

He has a round face, which is not born, but the result of keeping a smile for a long time causes muscle distortion.

Smiling is a skill, especially when you can keep smiling at anyone. Kun Wei won a good reputation in this way, became the head of a hundred people, and also got an enviable position in the warehouse manager.
Chapter completed!