The depression over the past few days was squirting out of his chest with a mouthful of phlegm. Perhaps because of his mood changes, Wang Man felt that his chest was much more unobstructed.

"It's just like this, there's nothing to worry about, everything depends on yourself." When Ding San said this, the centipede rushed past the street in front of the Wang family's inner mansion and alarmed some guards. The low-level guards were also startled when they saw the centipede. However, some of them had a good eye. After they recognized this as the mount of the president of the North City Spider Chamber of Commerce, they did not say anything, just watched him galloping past the streets arrogantly.

The south city gate was very big, and the passing vehicles looked much more luxurious than the north gate. After the two passed by the city gate and came outside the city, Ding San asked the centipede to stop in the wilderness outside - they had already set a long distance from the guards, waiting for the people behind.

After waiting at the city gate for a while, Wang Man heard the sound of howling from behind, and then the brigade of men rushed out of the city gate arrogantly and domineeringly - both the city gate guards and passing vehicles made way.

"Go and inform the men in the mansion that the Black Spider-man seemed to be making big moves." After a group of people left the city, a city gate guard ordered.

...

And outside the city.

After Ding Sanze assembled his men in the open space, he led hundreds of the most elite guards and several teachers to head towards the mountain basin.

Returning to this beautiful and dangerous wasteland again, Wang Man sat on the centipede, watching the centipede stalk at the ground, running on the waist-deep flower wormwood like flying on the grass.

"Day is not usually the time for monsters to hunt, and we have so many people, so monsters don't dare to provoke them." The journey was long and the journey was boring. Ding San sat between the scarlet armor and started chatting with Wang Man, "You come here these days, I will find out your foundation privately, don't you mind?"

"No, this is your way of doing things." Wang Man shook his head.

"Well, I have also started to check your father's affairs for you. However, I don't have many spies in the Wang family's inner mansion, and your father's affairs are related to their secrets, which is difficult to check. However, generally speaking, people from tribes like this are beheaded when they participate in secrets in the inner mansion, and there is nothing to check."

"Yes." Although he had already prepared himself, Wang Man was still mentally relieved when he heard this.

"Don't think so much. Just let the murderers pay their lives. You have to take revenge step by step. First kill the tribe, and then kill the people from the inner palace!" Ding San's speech was always so cheerful, and his voice was as vast as a wasteland.

In this way, while tidying up his mood, he was tangling with Ding San. A team of hundreds of people walked in the basin for a few hours and went to the mountains.

The centipedes traveled almost the same speed in the mountains as on flat ground, but after they arrived on the mountains, the horses and lizards were significantly slower. However, even so, because Ding San ordered to move forward quickly, everyone still arrived at the foot of Baimo Mountain before dark - to the tribe where Wang Man was born.

"We're finally back!" Looking at the familiar tribe at the foot of the mountain, Wang Man sighed in his heart, took a deep breath and turned around and shouted at the hundreds of troops behind him: "Go down the mountain!"

...

Usually a tribe has not a large population - tribes in the mountains are usually between thousands and tens of thousands - no matter how small they are, they cannot survive in the forest and have no ability to resist wild beasts - no matter how large they are, they will be built.

The tribe where Wang Man survived was only 10,000 or 20,000 people, which was considered a medium-sized tribe - and a tribe like this with 20,000 people had no large-scale army at all.

After all, there are only more than 10,000 people in a tribe. Apart from women, elderly, and children, the combat-capable adults are only between 20 and 30 percent. And only 20 and 30 percent are truly elite and nine out of ten. And even the elites in it are far inferior to the lowest-level guards brought by Ding San.

Wang Man has known the strength of these chambers of commerce guards these days - he had personally seen it when he was captured by the custodians of the Chamber of commerce on the first day. The weaker custodians were equivalent to those of him at that time - that is, Wang Zi in the tribe, let alone those elites.

Therefore, when the well-equipped team of hundreds of people rushed down from the mountain, the wooden fence at the entrance of the tribe was not blocked for a moment, and the wood fragments were pounced on by those hungry tigers and ferocious wolves.

As soon as the team of hundreds of people rushed down, the tribe sounded a long alarm bell that would only be sounded when attacked by giant monsters.

Dong--

Dong--

Dong--

The sound of the alarm bell was long and thick. As soon as the noise at the door sounded, the bell was told to the entire tribe.

The tribe was attacked and a mess was in a mess. The woman was clamoring and hurriedly leaving the ground while the men gathered together and picked up the simple weapons. But facing the hundreds of people and the Ding San riding a hideous monster, the men obviously did not have the courage to attack first.

"Warriors, where do you come from? Don't you know that this is the territory of the Wang tribe?" The men in the tribe had just assembled, and an old man squeezed out of the crowd. Wang Man recognized that this was the tribe's patriarch.

"Haha, we know that you are the Wang tribe, and we also know that you are the Wang clan at the foot of Baimo Mountain. I am looking for nothing else, that's it!" Ding San stood on the centipede's back. At this time, the half of the centipede's body had already stood up, looking at everything here from a high point.

"Old man, I don't want to talk nonsense to you. Is there anyone in your tribe named Wang Zi?"

"Wang Yan?" The patriarch was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a child standing behind Ding San. The child's eyebrows and hair were short - as if he had just grown out, but he could still recognize it between his eyebrows and eyes. This child was Wang Man, who had just left a few months ago.

"Hello, Old Master." Seeing that the old master saw him, Wang Man simply jumped off the centipede's back, and smiled after touching the toes on the ground, "I'm back."

"Little Manzi, you are back. What's going on with these people behind you?" As the old patriarch spoke, he glanced at the huge monster standing up by the man, and his old face was a little pale.

"These people came to help me take revenge."

"Avenge, what kind of revenge?"

"What kind of hatred? There are so many, let me count them one by one for you! Well, I am bullied and beaten to the house every day; I am falsely accused of entering the cell, and I have broken my tendons and my legs..."
Chapter completed!