Lord Roar

Chapter 143 The Embarrassed Allen

Seeing Alan's unconvinced appearance, Giselle began to regain the appearance of a talkative poisonous snake. With that delicate face and extremely exaggerated expression, Alan was full of evil fire.

"The bragging chief, it really is like this."

"My sister told you, even if you hit the air for another 100 years, it's useless, because the air won't fight back."

"Forget it, you'd better beat the air, because you can't beat others."

Allen slapped the dagger at his throat angrily, and shouted angrily: "What's your sneak attack, come again if you have the ability?"

With a smile on her face, Giselle was less than a punch away from Allen, and said softly with her small mouth slightly open: "How is it? Are you unconvinced to lose to your sister?"

Allen felt his little heart beating, stunner!He muttered for a long time, but didn't spit out a word.

As a thousand-year-old virgin, Alan is used to living a life of licking blood. For so many years, he has never had a partner or girlfriend. It has been almost 30 years, and this is the first time he has had such close contact with someone like Giselle. This kind of stunning beauty that harms the country and the people.

Big Babylon next to him and a few people who watched the excitement saw their chief slumped, and kept booing: "Come again, the last game is not counted, you fight again."

The Great Babylon and the few clansmen are all veterans who have experienced many battles. Why can't they see that their boss's loss is really wronged? The boss lost because he underestimated the enemy. From the beginning, his boss was not prepared at all. The look of fighting.

The strength of your boss, Great Babylon and the clansmen are very clear. If you want to talk about a sneak attack or a surprise attack to defeat the enemy, you dare not say it in other places. There are [-] barbarians in the whole wasteland. If the boss dares to say that he ranks second, no one dares to say First.

And with Allen's strength, he is indeed qualified to challenge any barbarian in the wasteland, even if you are the chief of one of the four major tribes, you are not an opponent.

That is, Johnny the Great Axe, recognized as the number one warrior by the barbarians, is also defeated by his boss, and the gap between the two is not even a star.

Usually, when my chief has nothing to do, he would also exchange ideas with fellow fighters when he was bored, but except for Cologne and Babylon the Great, he could only last a few rounds under the chief. Other tribesmen, even old Zac, were very Barely survived two strokes.

Babylon the Great, who doesn't know good or bad, once licked his face and said that the horned python was already his battle guardian beast, and the barbarian warriors had to bring the guardian beast with them when they fought.

Allen didn't take it seriously at the time, but reality slapped Babylon the Great.

Allen, who didn't have a battle ring, kicked Babylon into a rolling gourd with one foot, grabbed the horn on the horned python's head, and slapped it wildly on the ground. It hurts to see Babylon, probably his son He didn't feel so distressed when he was beaten up like that.

As a result, when the horned python saw Alan, it stopped pretending to be a scarf, and got into the pants of the big Babylon and shivered with its third leg.

Alan, who basically had no opponents in the camp, didn't bother to find his fellow race to learn from. Instead, he bullied the wildland bear and went to push the "Iron Mountain" to practice his arm strength.

Now that they are all down, it is estimated that Easter will be the master Alan.

But in the face of the instigation of his own people, Allen just said: "I never bully the second fool."

The chief was as brave as any barbarian, and even without a battle ring, he had already conquered the clansmen who respected the strong just by relying on his incomparably rich close combat skills.

At this time, they booed, mostly in a joking nature, and they were not fools. They understood that as long as the chief was serious, not to mention Giselle's figure was like a ghost holding a strange dagger, even if two Giselles were together, it might not matter. Into the body of the chief.

Babylon the Great and the people can see it, and Giselle can see it too, and she even sees it more than others.

A few days ago, Giselle saw with her own eyes that Chief Bloodhoof was holding a weird weapon, and the Johnny who beat him was helpless, just like the second advanced form of a violent bear possessed. It is recognized that the wasteland The giant half-breed chief Johnny, who had been beaten for the first time, was beaten by the bloodhoof chief who looked like a hippie, his nose was blue, his face was swollen, his head was swollen, and his legs were broken in the end.

Moreover, there have long been rumors in the wasteland that this newly promoted chieftain of Bloodhoof, in the battle in the old camp of Bloodhoof, single-handedly killed dozens of human giant shield fighters and more than a dozen fighting spirit warriors, and before showing up, No one found his whereabouts.

Not to mention a barbarian, even the top human assassins may not be able to do it.

Many Lion Tribe fighters who had met Chief Bloodhoof rumored that if the opponent hadn't been exhausted later, Johnny, the chief's great axe, might not have been able to force him back, and don't forget, Johnny was riding his own battle guardian beast "Great Axe" "!"
Before this, Giselle, who had always been proud of her speed, did not believe that a barbarian chief could be so powerful.

However, the unlucky lion tribe warrior and chief Johnny later dispelled all of Giselle's doubts with blood-like lessons.

But even so, the arrogant Giselle did not allow Allen to look at him with colored glasses, especially his lustful face, it seemed that he only regarded himself as a beautiful female barbarian, and did not treat himself as the chief No respect and homage at all.

If it were any other tribal chief, it would be impossible to despise Giselle so much.

As one of the four noble tribes and the only female warrior chief of the Dark Moon Leopard, Giselle has also experienced countless battles. Since she comprehended the Moon Leopard Battle Ring, Alan is the first among the barbarians in the wasteland. A guy who treats her so lightly.

But Giselle, who is far more flexible than ordinary barbarians, knows that if he fights head-on, he may not have the slightest chance of victory. Now he has no choice but to look for such an opportunity to give the opponent a blow.

Giselle, who accepted it as soon as she saw it, ignored Alan's second challenge at all, flicked her beautiful long black hair, and turned to play with the violent bear cub with a look of disdain.

Allen stared at Giselle's slender back, and swore secretly that when I find an opportunity, I will stop you in a dark place where no one is around. At that time, hehe, even if you screamed and broke your throat, even if you pretended to be You look so weak, I will definitely fight you again!
Alan, who has no target to vent, has finding fault written on his left face, and troublesome written on his right face, wandering around the camp, seeing the dwarves look so frustrated, no matter how they look, they are not pleasing to the eye, and they just kick up.

Seeing Babylon the Great riding a boa constrictor there, no matter how it looked, it was not pleasing to the eye, and it was just a kick to go up.

Seeing that little Zach was so big and squatting there playing in the mud, no matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to the eye, and it was a slap on the back of the head when he went up.

Seeing Fan Di who was bragging with a group of clansmen over there, it was not pleasing to his eyes, so he went up and patted the other person on the shoulder kindly to say hello and warm.

Fan Di slapped Alan's big paw off his shoulder, and cursed: "Go away, don't bother me!"

Allen thought fortunately that it was Fan Di, and he didn't kick up on it. Not to mention whether the little old man's body is big enough to kick him, but Fan Di's prestige in the hearts of everyone in the Bloodhoof Tribe, Almost catching up with himself, the chief.

And what Alan admires the most is that Fan Di doesn't seem to have the slightest racism. Not to mention getting along well with the clansmen, he also knows a lot of medical skills, and he is completely different from the old liar barefoot doctor of the old Duff. Or if there is an iron injury in the same-clan exchange, the little old man will take care of it carefully.

He is not only outstanding in medical skills, but also has extraordinary knowledge, how to herd ponies and saros, how to deliver babies to female animals, etc. The little old man basically knows everything and is proficient in everything except giving birth on the spot.

Especially designing a blueprint is much better than a half-bottle like Allen.

The only thing that surprised him was that the little old man smiled at everyone, whether it was the bloodhoof tribe or the dwarves, they all greeted him with a smile, without any airs of a geometric scholar.

Only for Allen, the nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes, which is like killing a father and an enemy.

But Alan doesn't care about this, talent? They are all like this. I didn't see the high-level talents of those big companies in the previous life. Do they all envy and hate their bosses? Why?Because they work for others, they are not bosses, wow ha ha ha!

He is also a tribal leader anyway, how could he have the same knowledge as this old diao.si.

(End of this chapter)