Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Mandrill took on a big job, a big job that he thought was very lucrative.

In the outskirts of the plain, his mandrill caravan could be regarded as having a certain reputation, a reputation that was extremely disgusted and hated by some small and medium-sized tribes.

When they can't be beaten or provoked, they are honest businessmen. When they can easily annex each other, they immediately become the most vicious gangsters.

Although this is the normal state of many caravans, for the mandrill caravan, it seems that looting is the main thing, and doing business is just a incidental behavior.

After many years of plundering, Mandrill's life is much more comfortable than that of the medium-sized tribe's witches, and his subordinates have assembled an elite subordinate of about 300 people.

In fact, very few people know that the mandrill is a witch, a witch with six patterns.

And his subordinates are all warriors from their Mountain Owl tribe; even less people know that the traditional way of making a living of the small tribe of Mountain Owls who live in seclusion in a secret valley is actually like this...

Four months ago, Mandrill received a commission.

The other party was the famous giant chicken tribe on the outskirts of the plain. The chicken tribe entrusted the mandrill to visit the Luolei Mountains with a rather generous reward.

The main purpose is to find out information about a tribe called Blackstone, how many members they have, how powerful the tribe is, etc. In short, the more detailed the better...

In the reflection of the mandrill, the Luolei Mountain Range is a barren land full of ferocious beasts, and the indigenous tribes living there are poor and ignorant.

To be honest, even if it was a caravan of mandrills before, when there were no targets to plunder, I never thought of going to the Luolei Mountains, which is not a shit; because in addition to getting some good beast skins and Apart from beast meat, there was really nothing worth jade coins.

But since the Tuji tribe is willing to pay a high price for this, Mandrill doesn't mind taking his caravan to the Luolei Mountain Range.

Therefore, Mandrill asked several stewards under his command to organize the purchase of some materials that are said to be quite easy to sell in the Luolei Mountains, including salt, linen, fine wine from the Qunian tribe, etc. Thunder Mountain Tour.

Led by a guide, they entered the mountain from the northeast region of Luolei Mountain. The plan was to rely on the guise of trade along the way to gradually inquire about the news of the Blackstone tribe.

It is best to go to the Blackstone tribe and get more information, so as to make friends with the powerful chicken tribe; because compared with the chicken tribe, the mountain owl tribe is nothing.

In the initial stage of entering the mountain, everything was quite smooth. After a little more inquiry, they learned that the Blackstone tribe was in the northwest region; of course, in addition to this, they also heard a lot of news about the Blackstone tribe, but for these The news, the mandrill didn't take it seriously.

For example, what was said about the various magical products of the Blackstone tribe, with less than a thousand fighters, the brilliant record of defeating tens of thousands of other tribes' coalition forces, but all of them were regarded as rumors by the mandrill.

In his opinion, what the natives of the Luolei Mountains can learn, maybe it's just a little thing, will be magnified infinitely by them, and he doesn't know what the rumors will look like.

It was only after the weather in Luolei Mountains gradually turned cold and heavy snow fell that mandrills realized that their trip to Luolei Mountains was too simple.

The fierce beasts even said that they were advancing along the path trampled by the aborigines, which was relatively a safer area; Just some fresh meat.

However, the weather was so much colder than that on the plains that the mandrill caravan was chilled to the bone. Even if they put on all the clothes on their bodies, they still felt the biting cold.

What made Mandrill feel even more chilling was that he found that none of the commodities they carried had been sold; even though it had been a long time, Mandrill still remembered the leader of a medium-sized tribe looking at him like a fool. his look.

The words in his mouth were even colder than the bitter cold wind: They are all broken things. The things of the Blackstone tribe are much better than these, and they are many times cheaper; otherwise, I will use five yuan Food stamps for money, how about buying your jar of wine?

By the way, you should have heard of food stamps! Here, it's this kind of treasure. The tribal leader waved a small colorful square in his hand, showing it in front of the mandrill.

The proud and proud expression on his face seemed to come from the mandrill on the bustling plain outside the mountains, and he was a bumpkin who had never seen the market.

All this made the mandrill very upset, and even had the urge to kill, because he had never heard of food stamps, and he didn't know what the hell those colorful and beautiful squares in front of him were...

Since they were really unwilling to sell the materials purchased at a high price at a very low price, the mandrill caravan had to carry a full supply of materials and headed all the way to the Blackstone tribe in the northwest region.

Fortunately, although the natives here look down on the supplies of the caravans, they are quite enthusiastic about the caravans coming. As long as they ask for accommodation and rest, the caravans of mandrills have never been rejected. eight days ago.

Trekking in the thick snow-covered mountains and forests for many consecutive days finally made the entire caravan exhausted to the extreme. Fortunately, at this time, they finally entered the northwest area of ​​the Luolei Mountain Range, and encountered a monster named Water Frog The small tribe accepted the caravan's request to rest.

As always, the members of the Water Frog Tribe didn't care much about the goods carried by the mandrill caravan, so they didn't have any intention of trading.

If this is the case, it will not cause a tragedy later.

The problem is, because of its proximity to the Blackstone Tribe, the Water Frog Tribe has gained a lot in terms of exporting labor to the Blackstone Tribe, as well as providing various food materials and local specialties.

Therefore, the various products of the Blackstone tribe in the water frog tribe are much more than all the tribes encountered by the mandrill caravan along the way.

The white cups, rubber-soled Jiefang shoes, and large baskets of red rose salt dazzled the eyes of the mandrill caravan; what made the mandrills tremble even more was the leader of the water frog tribe, who was wearing a piece called Military cotton coat stuff.

The bright dark green color, as well as the warm breath that the mandrill can feel even if it is far away, made the mandrill no longer able to hide its greed.

Anyway, from his point of view, capturing some captives from the Water Frog Tribe can sell them for money, and can also force them to find out all about the Blackstone Tribe.

Under his signal, the members of the caravan launched a sudden attack on the unsuspecting water frog tribe; in the end, after a not so fierce battle, except for a few dozen people from the water frog tribe escaped, the rest were either killed Fall, or become their captive.

Immediately, the mandrill pulled off the military coat of the dead witch from the Water Frog Tribe, and then put it on himself; sure enough, the warm feeling made the mandrill feel so comfortable that he almost cried out.

In line with the style of doing nothing, doing nothing, mandrills plundered the fire of the water frog tribe, and this thing can be sold for an astonishing price no matter where it is on the plain.

Then, after a half-day rest, the mandrill led the caravan and began to rush back out of the mountains; what he never expected was that the way was still blocked by the natives of the Luolei Mountains.

But looking at the few roadblockers in front of him, the mandrill knew: It is necessary for these bumpkins in the Luolei Mountains to experience the fighting power of the superior people on the plain!

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