The panting Cao Gen was surrounded by seven or eight members of the Soaring Snake Tribe armed with weapons.
Frightened, he shouted, trying to communicate with these uninvited guests and ask them to let him go.
However, what greeted him was a stick hitting him hard from behind.
A heavy stick fell, and the grass roots howled in pain and fell to the ground immediately.
Before he could get up from the ground, the others had already swarmed him and pushed him to the ground.
Then he twisted it roughly, tied it up with a rope, and headed towards the shaman and the three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe who were standing under the pine tree.
Cao Gen struggled to escape, but what greeted him was only a merciless beating.
After doing this several times, he no longer dared to struggle much anymore due to his constant nosebleeds.
The frightened Cao Gen was brought under the pine tree. He peeked into the distance, hoping that his two tribesmen could escape from the hands of these very evil people.
However, his wish failed again.
Not long after, the two tribesmen who fled in different directions were knocked to the ground and then brought over.
One of them suffered a serious injury on his thigh. He screamed in pain and blood flowed all the way...
"%￥%@!"
The shaman from the Soaring Snake Tribe took a look at the man who had been seriously injured on his leg and looked pale due to pain and excessive blood loss, and said something incomprehensible to the grassroots.
Then the man who looked extremely strong and looked like a leader came over, took out a knife made of bones from his waist, and pointed it hard at the injured man who was trembling with fear.
Stab it up!
Screams rang out, and the pain and fear made the man struggle hard. However, he was held down by several people and could not move at all.
"puff!"
The bone knife was pulled out, and dark red blood spurted out. The three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe approached directly, lay on the wound, and drank heavily.
When Cao Gen saw this scene, his whole body was trembling, like sifting chaff.
Something happened that frightened him even more.
After the three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe took a few mouthfuls of blood, they stood up and threw the bone knife in their hands to another member of the same tribe in Cao Gen who was completely frightened.
Then he pointed at the man who was so frightened that he had collapsed on the ground, and then pointed at his own mouth, gesturing for him to go over and repeat his actions.
This grassroots tribe has been frightened to death, but there is still some sense left.
He stood there, trembling, and did not move for a while.
"#￥￥#!"
The three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe said something angrily, and then hit the man's leg with a stick. The man screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
Then he got up again.
"#￥%!"
The three leaders of the Soaring Snake Tribe, whose mouths and bodies were stained with blood, continued to speak threateningly, pointing to the bone knife in the hands of their grassroots companions, and then to another injured person.
Seeing that the man was still motionless, he took the stone spear from the man who was holding the stone spear and the bone spear pointed at him from one side, tapped the grassroots companion's chest, and then continued to speak angrily.
Cao Gen couldn't understand what this man said, but he knew what he meant.
If his companion does not do what this extremely evil man says, he will kill him directly with a stone spear!
Obviously, Cao Gen's companion also understood this meaning. His body shook even more, but his steps started to move slowly.
After a while, a scream sounded again.
Seeing his companion lying on the ground, sucking his blood like a wild beast, Cao Gen was extremely frightened.
He wanted to run and shout, but he couldn't do anything...
When the bone knife was thrown at his feet, Cao Gen was completely covered.
He wanted to stand here without moving, but he involuntarily bent down and picked up the bone knife in his hand.
Then he walked towards his companions step by step.
Looking at the eyes of his weak companions full of pleading and fear, he wanted to throw away the bone knife, or turn around and kill these people, but in the end, the bone knife stabbed hard into the thigh of his companion...
Cao Gen stood here in a daze, with blood on his mouth and hands.
This blood is salty, a bit like the water called "salt" that was transported by the people from the black tribe.
That companion died, and there was no more blood flowing from his body when he died.
Those wide eyes made the grassroots feel scared.
But he soon lost his fear, because his companion was separated by these evil people with stone knives and bone knives, and a flame ignited here...
Cao Gen's mouth moved unconsciously, chewing a piece of meat.
It was a bit salty, like the salted meat he ate in the tribe.
Looking at the white bones on the ground, Cao Gen felt as if he was in a dream.
He vaguely remembered that last year, when the weather was cold and the tribe did not have much food, his companion once said that he would be killed and eaten as food.
Who would have thought that now, I would actually eat him...
Cao Gen felt dizzy and felt that there was nothing that could scare him anymore. However, as the group of people walked forward for a while, he became scared again.
Because he suddenly realized that all their directions were leading to his tribe!
I had another companion who was not leading the way, so why did these people walk impartially in the direction of their tribe?
"%......&!"
He shouted loudly, trying to get these people to stop, but he got nothing except two sticks.
These people still kept moving towards the direction of their tribe.
The grassroots were shocked and angry, but there was nothing they could do...
Two big-tailed squirrels, who were shed by the smoke, came out of the tree hole, hugged each other and squatted on the pine branches, rejoicing that these terrible hairless monkeys had left...
The sun was turning to the west, and the grass roots were approaching the tribe step by step. In the past, he would be very happy when he returned to the tribe, especially when he caught enough prey.
However, this time he had no reason to return to the tribe. If possible, he wanted to run away and stay away from the tribe...
The somewhat soft sunlight shines through the gaps in the trees at the entrance of a cave that is not too conspicuous.
Several naked underage primitives are playing here.
A little further away, there are some less strong people digging for wild vegetables and picking fruits.
“%…#￥!”
A relatively tall underage primitive man saw a group of people coming from a distance and couldn't help cheering. He thought this was the return of tribesmen who were out hunting...
