The Earth People are so Fierce

"You can talk about it in detail now, what is going on?"

Big Buck said, "Don't worry, this is my personal grievance with that group of pigs. It has nothing to do with you. As long as you can make it clear, I will help you be fair."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

The mouse man sighed in relief and cried with three points, "Actually, I don't know what's going on. I'm still confused until now. I have a headache. I was beaten so badly by them. Now my head is still buzzing. Well, Lord Buck, you must be the master for me!"

"Then make it clear."

Big Buck said impatiently, "Why did those pigs find you?"

"I, I was drinking in the back alley of the'Old Blacksmith's Tavern'. When I drank beautifully, somehow, these pigs...the wild boar people surrounded me, kicked me violently, and then in my face. I made a couple of punches and wanted to hit the wall with my hair."

The rat man said, "They seem to know from the beginning that I work in the sugar house and know that you are a frequent visitor in the sugar house-I swear, I swear in the name of the ancestor spirit, I really didn't lie, really. I tell them about you in the sugar house!"

"enough!"

Big Buck couldn't help it, and knocked the mouse man on the head with the scabbard, "What is the right to swear to the ancestor spirit for something like a mouse, stop talking nonsense, keep talking!"

"Go on... and then... they let me lead the way..."

The ratman’s little servant clutched his head and hummed and said, “I can’t help it. You also know how cruel those boar men are. I dare to say half a'no'. They pinched me to death, rather than pinching one to death. Real mice are easy.

"So, I will, I will—"

"Just take them to my only way and ambush me?" Big Buck said gloomily.

The rat man shuddered all over, and seemed to perceive the danger aura becoming stronger again.

He stopped in fright.

Big Buck narrowed his eyes.

"Forget it, you can't be blamed for this. After all, many people in the sugar house know me, and they might betray me."

Big Buck suppressed the killing intent and relaxed his tone, "You start from the beginning and repeat every detail."

The mouse man didn't dare to disobey his orders, and honestly said it all over again.

Big Buck nodded in satisfaction, thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "You said, it's not you who betrayed me, that's someone else? In the sugar house, who is the most suspicious and most likely to leak my information, give me Several names."

The mouse man said "Ah," and said in a trembled voice: "Master Buck, this, this, I dare not talk nonsense, this, I have no evidence, I don't know!"

"If you can't tell, it's you who betrayed me."

Big Buck grinned and said, "Your boss knows, you such a humble seed, dare to betray a distinguished guest, without me, she will take your skin alive!"

The mouse man groaned faintly like a drowning man: "No, Lord Buck, please, don't tell the boss, don't tell her!"

"Then tell me a few names."

Big Buck said, "Don't worry, I will investigate secretly, and I will never tell you the poor little mouse."

The mouse man hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

"This guy, he didn’t have long eyes last time. He hit you while holding the basin and splashed water on your leather boots. You kicked him. He couldn’t get out of bed for half a month, so he hit you. Hold your grudge," said the rat man.

Big Buck squinted, nodded and said, "Well, it seems that there is such a thing."

"This guy, recently lost a lot of money in the casino, as long as it is good, he can even sell his ancestor spirit."

The mouse man continued, "And this guy, don't look at the monkey's gills with a sharp mouth. According to his own boast, he has the blood of wild boars flowing in his body, and he walks very close to many wild boar family'house mice'. Moon, oh, last month, I saw with my own eyes that he served a group of Iron Skin family servants to drink."

He said several names in one breath.

All are well-founded and convincing.

Big Buck nodded again and again, and when the Ratman's servant finished speaking, he suddenly changed his words and said, "Wait, you will repeat every detail of what happened after you met the group of pigs."

"Hey?"

The mouse man froze for a moment, but repeated it obediently.

Compared with the previous two times, the whole process of this repetition is somewhat reversed, but the details are not too different.

Big Buck was completely relieved.

The last trace of doubt about the rat man's little boy also disappeared.

"Master Big Buck, I know so much. The person who betrayed you must be in these few names. If you find them to settle accounts, I, I can help you trick them out!"

Said the mouse man, both obscenely and flatteringly.

Big Buck nodded nonchalantly.

He believed that the rat man was telling the truth.

Originally, if it weren't for being threatened by that group of pigs, forgive this humble species for not having the courage and reason to betray him.

As for the person who betrayed himself, is he among the names he confessed?

Big Buck is not sure.

But he also believed that the Ratman's little boy knew so much, and if he was forced to confess, he would only bite indiscriminately and mislead his own judgment.

The next thing to be solved is how to deal with this rat.

Big Buck believes that if the mouse is returned to the owner of the sugar house, the other party will definitely give himself a satisfactory account, and will thoroughly investigate the matter, and pull out the guy who betrayed him first.

But, still the same sentence.

In this way, things will become a big mess, which will cause a lot of troubles, and the most disliked thing for big people is trouble.

Besides, this is not in line with the tradition of higher orcs.

Higher orcs have always been "his own hatred, washed with blood by themselves".

Only when you are helpless, will you seek help from others.

But this also admitted in disguise that he had no ability to take revenge and was just a cowardly coward.

If the big figures of the Bloodhoof family know that he can't even deal with a few pigs from Hongxi Town, he will also ask the owner of a sugar house to be the master of the bloodhoof family's warriors...

Maybe, when the army goes out, he will stay in Pointe-Noire!

Big Buck shuddered.

Murder in the eyes.

His eyes were like a serrated blade, cutting through the bones on the back of the rat man's servant.

No matter how innocent or beautiful this mouse may be.

He always betrayed his whereabouts and brought the pigs to ambush himself.

If a humble mouse could still see the sun tomorrow after entrapping a samurai in this way.

Has the glory of the clan warrior turned into a joke?

The rat man in front of him suddenly stopped.

"Master Big Buck, go around the front corner, and go two steps up to the back door of the'Dead Dwarf Head Tavern'."

He nodded and bowed and explained cautiously, "That is, it rained a few days ago, there was some water in the underpass, and the ground was slippery. Please be careful."

"Know, lead the way." Big Buck said coldly.

He had been fed up with being pleasant to a mouse.

The rat man shrank his neck, carried the oil lamp, and walked around the corner.

The terrain in front is low, and the underpass is too rough to prevent rainwater from leaking.

Everywhere is wet, sticky, and "puddling" when stepping on it, it is indeed easy to slip and fall.

Suddenly, the rat man who had just rounded the corner exclaimed, as if he had slipped and the oil lamp fell into the stagnant water.

The air circulation in the secret tunnel is not smooth, and the flame is originally the size of a bean, which can barely illuminate things within an arm's distance.

The moment it fell into the stagnant water, the underpass became pitch black again.

Big Buck didn't care about the darkness at all.

He took a big step towards the corner, and the horned dagger originally hidden inside the boots appeared in his hand like a trick, stabbing fiercely towards the silhouette of the rat man in the dark.

puff!

The dagger was attached to his forearm, completely submerged in the outline of the rat man's servant.

He didn't forget to rotate twice, smashing all the internal organs of the rat man's small servant.

However, in the next blink of an eye, Big Buck realized that the touch was wrong.

What he stabbed was not the rat man.

It's a scarecrow that looks like a small squad man!

It is too late to ponder over what is going on.

Suddenly a slight "click" sound came from the scarecrow's stomach.

Big Buck only felt a sharp pain in his elbow.

It was like being bitten by a totem beast.

It's a trap!

Someone hid a heavy trap used to hunt totem beasts in the stomach of the scarecrow.

The sharp iron teeth bit his entire right arm at once!

Big Buck made a strange cry of anger.

Take a half step backwards subconsciously.

I heard a soft "click" sound from the stagnant water under my feet.

There was also a trap here, which bit his ankle.

The rusty iron teeth and his broken bones rubbed desperately, rubbing his facial features and distorting his entire face.

At the same time, the black wall beside him suddenly opened his eyes.

The wall is alive!

No, someone first dug a shallow human-shaped pit on the rough soil wall.

And through the incredible method of contraction of bones and flesh and blood, he shrinks his thickness to the limit, and fits tightly in the human-shaped pit, and reduces his breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature to an insensible weak level.

All of Big Buck's killing intent was projected onto the scarecrow in the middle of the corridor, disguised as a ratman's servant.

Without paying attention, there was still a person hidden in the darkness beside him, a ghost-like, extremely dangerous ghost assassin!

The black shadow entangled the big buck.

Buck's right elbow and left ankle were both firmly biting a trap.

This heavy-duty trap is fixed to the ground with a few thick chains, even if the violent totem beast is hit, it is not so easy to break free.

So Big Buck didn't risk his arms and feet being torn abruptly and tried to break free.

Instead, decisively, summon the totem armor.

However, the liquid metal, as if possessing life, just poured out of his body.

The roots of the thighs that had not been covered by the totem armor had a piercing chill.