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Chapter 9 Beamon Hunting Team (1)

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With the setting of the sun, Yang Dashuan's generous laughter was already ringing outside the territory.

Except for the four slaves who died when defending the ogre today, the harvest was basically good. I accidentally found a cave of a big-eared rabbit from the wasteland. After taking the nest, I found seven or eight little cubs. Yang Dashuan stringed them into a string and asked Bru to carry them. This thing cannot be seen by the old men in the territory, otherwise he would not have eaten much.

These native bandits also provided a lot of favorable suggestions for their contribution to the territory.

"There are also such big-eared rabbits on the wasteland, and there are about a dozen hidden in each hole. We goblins sometimes raise them in captivity and eat them in winter snowfall." Bru said.

"We can also set up a ferry in the Suprati River and charge travel fees." Leren also said with a smile.

"Master, we can also be mercenaries for those caravans that have exterminated the wasteland!" Desai said while clapping his stomach. "There are too many robbers in the wasteland. We can provide protection for the caravans and charge a certain fee."

Bru looked at Thade and pursed his mouth disdainfully. This guy was a famous bandit leader in the wasteland half a day ago, and he really regarded himself as a regular army in a blink of an eye.

Although Yang Dashuan kept nodding his promise, he never let go of the burden in his heart. These were only temporary measures to keep Maple Leaf Village at a level of food and clothing, and they could not make the territory develop much. As for conquering the robbers on the entire wasteland, it was indeed good from the current perspective. However, Maple Leaf Village has no mines, and there is not much land, so as the number of slaves increases, it will only slowly become a burden.

Moreover, Yang Dashuan is facing one of the biggest difficulties now, that is, how can Maple Leaf Village survive and develop in the future?

The long winter is coming, and even the robbers on the Great Wilderness know the resource reserves. The food in Maple Leaf Village has long been captured by goblins, and there is not enough manpower, so you don’t even want to grab the food back. Even after this winter, what about?

The goods in the VIP store require gold coins to buy, and the price is extremely expensive, and the goods outside will only get one percent of the original price when sold to the store.

Zhengle talked, and the noise of the territory made Yang Dashuan's laughter quietly cut off.

With the faint light in the territory, Yang Dashuan could clearly see a group of uninvited guests coming to his territory. There was a row of dim outlines in the originally sparse houses, and the neighing of horses from time to time adds a hint of vigilance. Seeing the outlines shrouded under the bizarre and mottled shadows, Yang Dashuan's pupils suddenly tightened. At the same time, Yang Dashuan could clearly feel the uncontrollable trembling of Leren, who was holding his arm.

Although Lelen was very concealed, Yang Dashuan still noticed it keenly.

Walking through the house, a circle of figures surrounded the fire. Made took a sip of milk wine and smacked his lips happily. Yang Dashuan could hear his voice from afar. "My master is His Royal Highness Roger of Edfran, and he is also the lord of this territory."

"Edfran is a big human country. How could he send a prince to this wasteland to be a lord?" Then a slightly sharp voice sounded.

Several strong men guarding outside the house were chatting nonsense with their arms held, and suddenly saw the figure walking in and became alert. Before he could pick up his weapon, he was pressed down by another powerful hand.

"Where can you enjoy the privileges in the royal family, you can't be happy in the wasteland." Yang Dashuan pulled Leren from the darkness to the light of the bonfire jumping. When he said this, Yang Dashuan's eyes emitted fearless light. The eyes hidden in the darkness contained a bloodthirsty smell. Yang Dashuan's appearance instantly made the entire territory quiet, and a burning and malicious gaze focused on Yang Dashuan at the same time. Of course, contempt and ridicule were indispensable.

However, all this disappeared again after the two skeletons walked into everyone's sight.

"The Necromancer!" After the man with his back to Yang Dashuan turned around, he obviously couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes.

Of course, after Yang Dashuan saw these people clearly through the bonfire, his heart couldn't help but stutter. The man who was talking had dazzling golden hair, gorgeous clothes, and a fiery red tail that kept swinging under him! Who is he? A vixen? Then what about the others? A strong man with two meters in size, full of explosive muscles, but there were two horns on his forehead!

Bemon! Yang Dashuan immediately remembered Leren's introduction, they were the most powerful race on the Heke continent.

"Dear Lord, we are a caravan of the tribe. We were attacked by wilderness robbers on the way. We were so sorry to rest in your territory without your permission." The appearance of the two skeletons immediately made these behemoths rational. The man in the lead stood up and owed Yang Dashuan slightly, but said unconscientiously. "I am Locke of the Fox Fox Clan, these are my deployments."

Lock suddenly noticed Leren following Yang Dashuan, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"A night elf beauty is worth about 2,500 gold coins in the human kingdom. Dear Lord, is she your captive?" Locke's eyes were full of ** and greed. "If you can't bear to leave, I'm willing to let you choose one of my prey as compensation for the difference."

As the Fox Fox man gave in, Yang Dashuan noticed five huge prison cars not far away. The prison cars were filled with young and beautiful girls, pure skin like milk, and long green hair that was dazzling. The girls were afraid of Yang Dashuan's angry eyes and covered their faces and screamed.

"Shut up, you women!" A Pighead man holding a leather whip whipped hard and shouted impatiently.

"How is it, do you want it?" Locke asked jokingly.

This sentence suddenly made the atmosphere of the territory become suppressed. Yang Dashuan's mouth had a contemptuous smile, he clenched the skeleton stick in his hand, and quietly looked at the Fox fox man. His eyes were like a hungry tiger looking at the antelope's roar.

The group of Buer Taurus warriors quickly noticed Yang Dashuan's unfriendly gaze and immediately surrounded him. Several taurus could not squeeze in and turned over the war horses, strangled the many giant horses under their seats, and a beautiful man stood up and stared at Yang Dashuan with a fierce look. These ill-intentioned guys pretended to be deeply rubbing the weapons in their hands, and reflected cold lights from the firelight.

Yang Dashuan coldly glanced at these big guys who were close to her. A strong smell of blood came from their weapons and bodies, and the clothes were stained with blood stains that had not been washed away. Leren was also ready for battle. She quietly pinched an orchid finger in the secret. This was the talent given to her by the moon god Eluni. However, the orchid finger that had just been raised was held by a pair of warm and powerful hands.

The slaves in the territory were trembling. Compared with those behemoths, the militia-like weapons in their hands were simply toys. The tauren carried an extremely huge wooden Tengtu pillar on their shoulders, and they held it in their hands as casually as a bean sprout.

A loud singing suddenly sounded in the air, not as charming as Leren, but rather a sacred and inviolable feeling. Yang Dashuan turned around and the singing came from the territory. And as the singing sounded, the passionate Bemons suddenly became quiet.

"The Light of Calmness!" Leren clenched Yang Dashuan's arm and said in horror. "They have a priest!"

"Cousin, this night elf is already someone else's prey. Do you want to rob it?" Several Bemon warriors suddenly gave in and the Fox girl riding a foal appeared in front of everyone. The dazzling red hair became more and more gentle under the fire, like a waterfall.

Yang Dashuan looked at the Focus girl. It seemed that her status in this team was not low, and she was thinking about how to catch her. At the same time, her bulging figure made Yang Dashuan swallow and spit.

"Cousin Alice, why are you coming out? This is the territory where robbers are infested, so you must be careful!" Locke's face was filled with a flattering smile, and he kept showing his attentiveness to the Fox woman. It can be seen that Alice did not appreciate Locke at all, but instead turned her attention to Yang Dashuan.

"What a big-tailed wolf!" Yang Dashuan muttered.

"They should be the Bemon who ransacked our village." Leren whispered in Yang Dashuan's ear. Hearing this sentence, Old Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and a trace of fierce gaze in his eyes instantly passed.

“These are the fees the caravan should pay you when they rest in your territory.”

Seeing Lao Yang's sharp eyes again, Alice quickly rode the foal and stopped in front of Yang Dashuan and threw a purse over. This detail made Lao Yang very upset. However, after seeing the things in the purse, Yang Dashuan's complaints immediately turned into a smile.

"How many days do you plan to rest here?" Yang Dashuan stuffed his wallet into Leren's hand and signaled her to go back first.

"At three days at most, those damn robbers are still searching for our traces on the wasteland. In order not to guide your territory without unnecessary trouble, we will leave here when the sun rises three days later." Alice replied. "Please also ask the Lord to find us some clean rooms."
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