I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Huang Chuan did not expect to gather the 68 people from their tribes on this trip, and follow them all the way. From appearing to being captured, even a meal was useless!

And the young man in front of him turned out to be the Great Chief!

Not only Huangchuan, but the people headed by several other tribes also looked terrified and shivered.

Mu Feng looked straight at Baiyue who had brought people here: "It's all here!"

Bai Yue nodded: "All the people who followed are here, and none of them are left behind."

"That's good, it's okay!" Mu Feng smiled, then dismounted and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you!"

With just this sentence, these prisoners were immediately settled, but it is inevitable that all of them were still frightened.

Mu Feng continued: "Don't worry, if I say I don't kill, I will definitely not kill! Now I ask you a few questions and answer them honestly. Not only do you need to die, I can also let you go!"

"Let us go?"

"Just answer the question?"

"It's that simple?"

Seeing that Mu Feng's words didn't seem to be pretending, these people became bolder and asked one after another.

Obviously, they also understand that with the strength of these people in front of them, it is very easy to kill them, and it is impossible to talk with them.

"Yes, just a few questions!" Mu Feng smiled, "So are you willing to answer honestly?"

These people nodded subconsciously.

Mu Feng also nodded and said, "Well, the first question: Which tribe are you from?"

You look at me in the crowd, and I look at you, with doubts and hesitation on the face, no one answered for a long while.

Mu Feng did not explain, waiting for their response.

Huang Chuan took the lead: "You ask our tribe, do you want to rob our people? If so, just kill us!"

"Oh?" Mu Feng grinned and grinned, "If I say yes, are you sure you don't?"

Huang Chuan's eyes shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Mu Feng looked back at the others: "You too?"

The rest were silent one by one, and some even dared not confront Mu Feng, but no one said anything!

Mu Feng suddenly grinned and said, "Okay, it's better to kill you now!"

As he said, he drew out the copper gun with his backhand, and handed it out without looking at Huang Chuan. The tip of the gun struck his chest, and a blood stain appeared instantly.

"Hiss!" Huang Chuan looked savage, he had never been injured by such a sharp weapon before, and he grinned with pain all of a sudden. For that matter, he still stuck his neck and didn't speak!

Mu Feng looked back at the other people: "I see it, this is the power of this weapon. I just need to stab him forward and he will die! Can you tell me?"

Someone shuddered and looked at the people around him, subconsciously wanting to speak, but finally did not speak.

Mu Feng grinned and looked at Huang Chuan with a weird smile: "You can think about it, if you don't say it, you will have to die!"

There was cold sweat on Huang Chuan's face, but he still said nothing.

"Everyone, carry the gun!" Mu Feng shouted.

Almost for an instant, the Jiang clan members raised their guns one after another, pointing their guns at the prisoners present.

It only takes Mu Feng to give an order, and they can stab all these people to death in the next second!

Mu Feng looked back at everyone again, his previous rejoicing turned into a decisive moment at this moment!

"Hey, it's all hard bones!" Mu Feng was overjoyed, "This time I found a treasure!"

In everyone's extremely different eyes, he waved his hand again and motioned for everyone's pistols.

"What's the matter?" Huang Chuan and the others, who were obviously ready to die, were all surprised.

Mu Feng laughed, waiting for him to react, stretched out one hand, whispered "Return to Heaven", and directly pressed it on his wound.

In just a moment, the blood on Huang Chuan's chest stopped immediately, and the wound was scabs instantly!

"This..." Huang Chuan was shocked. He even forgot that he almost died just now. He touched his chest suspiciously, feeling unreal at all.

As for the others, they all looked at Mu Feng with surprised and suspicious eyes.

"Very well, you are very good!" Mu Feng smiled, "If you don't tell me, I also know that you belong to the Yiluo Department, the Black Water Department, and the Red Luan Department, right?"

These people turned pale one by one.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feng laughed and said, "You have already answered the first question. You have to think about the second question before answering. Are you willing to follow me and join my Jiang clan?"

Everyone was stunned again: "Join you?"

Huang Chuan was the nearest, and screamed out: "Are you willing to accept us?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It's not you, it's all the people of your tribe!"

"Huh?" Now they were shocked again.

Not only them, but even Han Shu and the others were shocked.

They don't understand why the warchief has just accepted a few hundred people, and now they are accepting new people.

Mu Feng didn't explain, he looked directly at Changshui, Jiuzhu and the others, motioned them to come to him, and the four of them followed suit.

Then he said: "The four of them, who were also members of other tribes before, want to rob us like you, but now they have joined our tribe and become members of our Jiang clan!"

"This..." Everyone forgot to be afraid, and Qi Qi looked at Changshui, Jiuzhu and others, desperate for answers.

Chang Shui nodded and said: "What the Chief Chief said is right. I was originally from the Flood Department. Our tribe has only over a hundred people. If the Chief Chief was not willing to accept us, all of our people would starve to death afterwards! "

"My name is Jiu Zhu, the tribe has no name, and there are only a hundred people. We have no warchief, no leader, and we have no weapons. Thanks to the warchief for accepting us!"

"My name is Asuka..."

Huang Chuan and the others in front of him looked at Mu Feng one by one, the expressions on their faces had turned into fanatical hopes.

Mu Feng smiled and waited for a few people to finish, and finally said to Baiyue: "Baiyue, come here!"

Baiyue naturally understood and introduced: "I am from the Yishui Department, and my ancestral land is the yellow grassland of the Yihe River!"

"Ishui Department, Yellow Grassland!" Huang Chuan cried out and looked at Baiyue with shock. "Huangdibai, Baidihuang, are the two major branches of the Yiluo Department, and you belong to the Yishui branch. people!"

"Yishui, Yellow Grassland?" Almost everyone was surprised, including Mu Feng!

But obviously, only Baiyue and Huang Chuan, and the people in the Yiluo Department can understand what they are talking about.

A painful expression appeared on the white moon's face, and he shook his head and said, "Yi Shuizhi, I just heard my dad say it, and he said it was his dad told him."

Huang Chuan asked urgently: "How many people are there in the Yishui branch?"

Bai Yue's expression was even more painful: "After the looting of the Scarlet Dragon, we only have more than 80 people..."

"Ah!" Huang Chuan exclaimed, very sad.

Even Mu Feng can truly feel his sadness.

"The Warchief of the Yiluo Department is gone, we have broken the inheritance of the Warchief, and you Yishui Branch also have no warchief, and most of the Yiluo Department is completely hopeless..."

For a moment, Huang Chuan was discouraged, even if he was dying just now, he had never felt this way.

Mu Feng felt a little bit, and said solemnly: "If you want the Yiluo tribe to restore its former glory, it may be difficult. But if you don't want the tribe to die, you can join my Jiang clan like him."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "If you want, I might be able to let you continue to exist under the name of the Yiluo branch!"

At this point, Huang Chuan instantly regained his spirit, looked at Mu Feng seriously, and shouted, "You speak the words?"

Mu Feng nodded: "I'm the warchief, I'm the boss!"

Huang Chuan looked at Mu Feng's eyes seriously, then knelt down on one knee, and solemnly said, "I am willing to lead my troops to join Jiang's family!"

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