Chapter 33 The Power of the Tiger [3]

Hundreds of years of romantic flow has always been blown away by the rain, but in the end, it is inevitable to say a few words that are not painful or itchy. It's more simple and clear, just for a mouthful of meat in the mouth and a pinch of wine in the glass. No one can be hungry and fight for life, but no one is born to be a low-class animal. In the upper position for more than ten years, if a stunned young man suddenly emerges, he will let himself step down. I'm afraid no one will say it's okay. Come here. I'll get off the stage quickly...

There is no free lunch in this world, and of course there is no free step down. No matter how clever Norton is, in fact, in the end, he still speaks with strength. Even if the opponent knows that he is not an opponent in this regard, he should take a chance, but there is one in ten thousand chances, but there is a life-saving straw in his hand, for fear that he will slip away if he is not careful. Norton is actually a little tough in his heart. At this point, if people are not tough, I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities. Thinking about this little bit, it is mostly fierce and strong. Even if it is the last wish, it is extremely reluctant.

"What are you talking about--" Sanchez knew in his heart that he could not let the taur in front of him continue to speak like this. This day has reached a critical moment. If anyone relaxes, I'm afraid it will be doomed.

Although at this moment, he has vaguely felt that he is not strong. In the face of such a strong opponent, he is really a little confused. Why hasn't such a person emerged in the past ten years?

There is a saying that the head is proud but the face does not change. This kind of Pinghu Mingjing is a hero. If you don't suffer for more than ten or twenty years, I'm afraid even God will be jealous. These ten or twenty years have been regarded as a test.

"Humph. Scum." Norton sneered and glanced at the dead bodies of the two taeno-headed men who were still noisy there just now. The disdain in his eyes was self-evident. With a sneer, the blood of the tarew-headed royal family who finally returned to this place said, "I have 7,000 taor-headed warriors wandering around now. If you have anything unconvinced, just come and challenge me. Whether it is a fierce battle or a confrontation between the two armies! It's not a problem."

At this moment, Norton's spirit has reached a state. It can be said that without the adventure of the past two years, he would not have such confidence at all. He is so angry that he looks at the world. I'm afraid it's because he has tens of thousands of broken knives and guns in his hands that he is so confident. What's more, I'm afraid this is much more profound than this. To put it a little bit, he also thought that even if he was a useless person, he had Tiger. House, a super intelligent fierce man, no matter how bad it is, is much better than those brainless tarew chiefs.

It's not that he doesn't want to be a free Tauren king immediately, but this feasibility is almost for the sake of it. For this purpose, we have to take a step back and get a big tribal chief first to make a good reputation!

What I want is the crispness of the overnight, plus the strength of the left and right. The intersection of various factors has led to today's situation. It's completely overwhelming. Sanchez doesn't even have a chance to breathe.

If Boss Ma is a kind of condescending chess game, then although Norton doesn't know what the overall situation is, he also knows that if the cake in his hand is not delicious and he wants to eat it well, he can only grab it from other people's hands and steal it from the nest. Even if you have long been evil and want to go to hell, you should have no hesitation!

At this time, there were many chiefs of the tareans, and these chiefs from various tribes were stunned. No one had thought that the blood of the legendary tarew king was so fierce and domineering. That domineering look, between hands and feet, has already made these overwhelmed chiefs a little confused. They thought that this Valmieira's party was just a little insightful in it, and even when the priests in Varga agreed, they did not feel any compromise. It has to be said that the dull personality and lifestyle of the tautans really make it impossible for them to struggle in this extremely evil world.

Norton has looked up at these chiefs a lot, but he doesn't know that what he sees is just a group of buns who have never seen the world. Even a small captain in the Tauren Heavy Infantry Corps is not as good as those captains. At least know the difference between left and right, and they can also know that they can bargain.

The tauren chiefs of Tartu and Poltama are naturally not so cramped at this time. In their opinion, they really can't think of anyone in the tauren forces at this moment who can threaten Norton's ability. Sanchez? Porchama's snobbish eyes immediately shook their heads. If it was a year ago, maybe they could still think about it, but now, eating and drinking are being criticized by Ma's boss's men**, and they can still be as simple as before. It can only be said that the tauren is really the purest race in history.

"Norton is really impressive." Ma Hu whispered seriously, and sat a tauroid guard beside him. This was a captain of Norton's personal brigade. Looking at Ma Hu's eyes were naturally full of worship. Seeing Ma Hu whispering there, he covered his ears for fear of hearing something terrible. This slightly pedantic action looks ridiculous, but it also makes people feel extraordinary in it. It's too easy for the Tauren race to become a warable elite soldier.

Their stereotype, rigor and dogma can become exemplary soldiers. While doing their duty, they can also honestly complete and do all their dogmas. Once this kind of soldier forms combat effectiveness, it is completely unstoppable.

It can be said that if it hadn't been for the freedom and looseness of the Tauren tribe and the docile and easy-going personality of this race, I'm afraid that the whole north would have no opportunity for human arrogance.

But this nature seems to be that God softens their strong bodies and weakens their strong strength.

Fortunately, a guy comparable to a crazy scientist stood behind this group of bulls. He was like a tiger. The hungry roar made the bulls keep leaning together. His muscles were tight, his eyes widened, and his blood-red eyes stared at the front. There was a little wind blowing, and he immediately charged. When the bison sprints, I'm afraid even the gods in this world will tremble. And the power of the tiger was naturally observed by the opponents of the Bulls. While they were afraid of the Bull, what they were more afraid of was nothing more than the motionless tiger behind the Bull. No one knows when the tiger will leave, and no one knows when these bulls will stop.

With the help of the tiger's power, Manniu is unstoppable. At the same time, he also knows that without the encouragement of this tiger, I'm afraid they don't even have the desire to take the first step. The tiger that spurs behind it can produce unparalleled power just by yawning.

When Boss Ma rolled up this trend, I'm afraid he didn't expect such a situation. I'm afraid he didn't expect that Norton's growth would reach such a mature step. With the free regulation of momentum and environment, some wise people may not understand what it is all their lives. And some fools can be crooked and right, and then get along. Norton may be a fool, or he may be a big fool, but anyway, his luck is very good.

Sanchez also wanted to incite his allies, but looking at the two chiefs who had just died, these guys were already scared and their legs were weak. Many chiefs are old men. When people reach an old age, it doesn't mean that they will die if they are detached from their thoughts. Instead, I don't want to die more and more, and I look at my little life more seriously. But who knows that Sanchez's past actions have made him so passive at this moment. The tribes of Varga originally had some strong chiefs, but Sanchez exiled and killed those chiefs in order to facilitate control. At this moment, in addition to the old bastards, there were only those hairy children whose lips were not hairless.

Walter. Menglong was still nervous about the attribution of the Shaman Master. He found that the matter had moved to the position of the chief, and he was quite happy in his heart, but soon, this happiness made him smash his inner fluke. Judging from the situation, Saab. Nice's calmness is not to paralyze the enemy, but to be sure. Up to now, if you still can't understand Norton's tricks, then this shaman has been in vain for decades.

Obviously, Norton's idea is to support Saab after those chief positions. Nice, this kind of persistent trick, sloppy time and space, is just a small trick, but in the race of Tauren, no one knows what it means. And Saab. When Nice saw that Norton was so strong, he was more calm. Sometimes, it doesn't mean that conspiracies and tricks must be powerful. This kind of straightforward coercion and the effect obtained may not be as good as conspiracy.

Norton's action has long been estimated by Boss Ma. Almost every step will be Sanchez and Water. Menglong's advances and retreats are blocked. If you want to be tough, it is nothing more than speaking with strength. If you compare Varga's previous strength, I'm afraid that if you threaten him a little, no one will dare to speak with strength. Now, with the support of the army, I'm afraid he is an idiot, and he also knows how pleasant it is to bully others.

And if he blindly gives in, Sanchez loses the position of the chief of the tribe, and even has the right to speak, he is led by Norton's side. What he says is what he says. I'm afraid the position of the shaman's mage is that he falls into Saab. In Nice's pocket.

Think of such a situation, Sanchez and Water. Monlong's face was pale, and he didn't have the courage to continue to tremble at all. Norton, on the other hand, looked condescendingly at the chiefs of Varga with contempt. As for Saab. Nice, an old man, naturally felt that he was winning and smiled ignorantly.

This smile has never been so happy for decades. With such a coolness in front of the old opponent, the old man suddenly understood one thing. There are too many benefits of pretending to be a tiger. However, even if it is Tiger at this time. What about House service? It's reasonable, Tiger. House never had the idea of destroying the taurns, and it is an indisputable fact that the taets of Bolzama and Tartu live better than other tribes. Since both sides have benefits, why not?

"Do you have anyone else to object?" Norton disdainfully looked away from Sanchez, glanced around, and asked coldly.