157 one-year bet

Seeing that Captain Micah also opened his mouth, the others immediately stopped tying him. The boy who has been number one on the hunting list all year round is more powerful than everyone else, and his brigade has now entered the top 30, and only those old teams can compete with him in terms of team results.

"Come to my brigade and enter the forest, I can choose the best target for you to do!" Only Micah can put forward such a generous condition. As a wooden martial saint, the woods are his territory. The team he led have achieved good results, which is completely for this reason.

"Miga's condition is good, and he should have a bright future..." Jing Teng leaned against the ghost and whispered.

"Not yet," the ghost shook his head and refused Micah's invitation. The ghost looked at the smiling Micah and said, "If I'm still alive in a year, I will consider your invitation."

Micah smiled and nodded, "I knew you would refuse, ha, in a year, I think we should gamble to see who has won the first place in the hunting list in this year? If you lose, you will agree to a condition to the other party!"

"Well, okay, I also think it's lonely to walk around in the woods. I'll bet with you!" Agui stood up and touched Micah with a wine glass. Both of them looked up and drank their glasses. The bet was settled.

"Young man~~" Jing Teng shook his head. He knew the benefits of following Micah, but after all, the ghost also had his own blood, and he had to take a look by himself.

"Hey, don't you despise us too much!" Several warriors pushed through the crowd and came over. They pulled McMarman and pushed the middle-aged man of Muna to the front. "Our Malaman boss is also a master who has always been one or two. How can you forget him? If you want to play, you can play with three people. You can't guarantee that you will beat our boss Malaman, right? "

"Yes! If Boss Maraman wins, you two will immediately leave the current brigade and join our brigade! How about it?" A warrior shouted loudly. On the contrary, Malaman had a bitter gourd face and said nothing.

"Malaman is an honest man, and you guys are all causing trouble," Micah looked at Malaman and shook her head. Obviously, he was pulled by these teammates to participate in this gamble.

"Malaman, would you like to join us in this gamble?" Micah asked Malaman. The teammate next to him was about to say something, and Micah's eyes were cold, which scared them to swallow the words again.

"I, I... I want to!" Malaman's lips trembled slightly and said what he thought. Only then did he know that Malaman, who had been ranked second on the hunting list, was actually a stutter.

"Good! Then the three of us will bet on this game for a year to see who will be at the top of the hunting list!" Micah and Agui poured another glass of wine, and Maraman also took the wine glass handed over by his teammates. The three touched it together and raised their heads to dry the glass of wine.

This small gamble is just a little excitement in daily life for the whole Red Flag Army, but even the ghost did not expect this small gamble to become an important turning point in his life! In the demon world, the fate of many orcs has also changed...

"Human beings are very weak!" The wild orc proudly clenched his big fist and deliberately showed the two horizontal lines on his thumb to the new wild donkey in front of him and saw, "They are only as tall as thatch, and we can beat him to death with one punch!"

"Oh, brother, you are really awesome. When I was in my hometown, I heard them say that human beings are like rat plagues. Once they go out, they are hundreds of people, and they are still riding armored horses..." The little wild donkey said with big eyes and an ignorant face.

"Hahaha, that's all on the other side of the plain. This forest is full of wandering humans. Like us, they are only in groups of four or five. When they meet them, just treat them as annoying monkeys and kick them hard..." The other wild donkey orcs next to them laughed and said.

The two wild donkey orcs brag about their achievements while roasting the sweet potatoes brought by the small wild donkey. Only the scattered orcs from these small tribes will come to the woods to fight. The orcs from those large tribes will go to the plains or desert areas to form a strong orc army, and people. The class is engaged in a heroic confrontation.

"Looking that you are also our same clan, I'll teach you a few hands so that you don't have to be busy when you meet those human beings." The wild orc said and grabbed the iron-headed short stick beside him and stood up, sweeping and then a vertical split. Then he pierced the short stick forward fiercely like a gun. "Look, this is just the beginning, and the next is a life-saving trick!" The short stick in the hand of the wild orc was collected back, and the two big beast's hoofs kicked out three legs in the blink of an eye like a meteor hammer!

"You just need to practice your hoofs, simply cling them twice with weapons, and suddenly give them a few feet, and you will definitely win!" The wild donkey orc gently hit the animal's hoof and said proudly to the little wild donkey, who was already full of envy.

"Oh, big brother, good footwork!" The little donkey almost shouted excitedly. This big brother's three consecutive kicks are really beautiful, faster and more beautiful than the most powerful orcs in the little wild donkey's family!

"Haha, of course, I still have..." The wild donkey orc, who was bragging about it, suddenly stopped its big mouth and stared at the wild donkey strangely with a surprised face.

"Big brother? What are you?" Before the little wild donkey finished his words, the tall wild donkey orc in front of him fell to the ground with a plop, and a long arrow with a black rod and white pierced the back of its head!

"Ah! ~~~" The wild donkey and the wild donkey orc who roasted sweet potatoes jumped up at the same time, and an almost silent black pole long arrow accurately hit the little wild donkey's long neck and directly fell it to the ground!

The little donkey felt as if he had been hit by a stick on his neck, and his head was buzzing as if it had drilled into a group of big flies. It struggled desperately to stand up again, but its whole body lost consciousness. Except for the big mouth that kept opening and closing but could not make a sound, the little wild donkey only had a pair of clear eyes. You can also turn a few times in horror.

The wild donkey orc beside the fire only had time to turn around and was shot down on the fire by the mysterious archer. The howl and burning sound made the little wild donkey cry out of soybean-sized tears and fell on the fallen leaves in front of him.

A dark figure suddenly appeared by the fire. The little wild donkey tried to open his eyes to see what the other party looked like. He did look like a Munch monkey, short and thin, and his movements were also light.

The shadow took out the dagger to skillfully cut off the thumbs of the two wild donkey orcs, pulled out all the arrows, and finally walked to the tearful little donkey. The little donkey felt a slight pain in his hand. The thumb tattooed by the patriarch himself fell into the shadow's hand before it came out, and then the shadow stepped on it. On the neck of the small wild donkey pulled out a long arrow across his neck.

The breath blocked in his chest finally spewed out of his mouth, "This is a savage human!" The last thought flashed in the little donkey's head, and then a wisp of soul floated away.

After rubbing the arrow rod on the roasted body of wild donkey hair, Agui pricked the roasted sweet potato with a Ranger sword and tasted it. After nodding gently, he sprinkled rotten sand on the three wild donkey beasts, and then quickly disappeared into the woods with sweet potatoes.

After Jingteng's brigade entered the woods again, the ghost did not form a team with anyone, but directly walked into the woods alone. Without the help of his teammates, the ghost was like a hound that loosened the reins. His huge spiritual power opened up, and all the beasts he perceived became his prey!

In just one day, the ghost killed two wild boar orcs rolling in the mud and three wild donkey orcs with baked sweet potatoes. Let go of the figure like a ghost wandering in the woods. Even the orcs with sensitive eyes can't see his movements clearly. The forest stealth of the Ye clan is also good in this mountain forest, leaning against the tree. The crisscrossing shadows in the forest, ghosts can even sneak to the orcs and will not be found by them.

A bear orc shook his broad body and walked slowly in the woods. The fat palm and sharp claws of more than five centimeters easily broke the thick branches of their arms. Although they are not warriors, the bear orcs have the capital to rampage in the woods. Their thick fur is a human sword. It can't be cut, but if it is patted by it, even the heavy armor will be sunken into a large piece!

The ghost found the arrogant bear man from afar. He immediately ran to the front of the bear man and picked a tall tree with thick branches and climbed up. "The bear's weakness is on his head, with a sharp stick. As long as it is pierced into his ears, eyes and mouth, it can kill him." Ritterner's words flashed in the ghost's head again. He Cut out a half-meter-long pointed stick with a dagger, and then quietly ambushed on the cross branch waiting for the bear man to come over.

Breathing, the bear man slapped five clear claw marks on the tree beside him. Because he could not take back the sharp nails, the black orcs would easily scratch it no matter what they touched, so the bear man was simply a lone walker and rarely cooperated with other orcs.

The ghost quietly hid on the horizontal branch, and his spirit closely surrounded the bear orcs to observe its every move. When the bear man walked under the horizontal branch, the ghost suddenly jumped on the bear man's head like a black cloth. Before the black bear reacted, the sharp wooden stick pierced into the bear man's ear with a bang!

"Oh~" The bear man's roar full of pain resounded through the woods. The ghost dodged the bear man's swinging claws and jumped behind it. Then the ghost rushed to the big tree not far away like a black lightning and hid. When the bear man turned around, it even I didn't see any of them.

"Oh~Oh~" The angry bear man was driven crazy by the severe pain in his ears. He touched the tree stick stuck in his ear several times, but he could not pull it out. He could only pat the tree trunk beside him hard to vent his pain.