The craftsmen still did not notice their situation. Several male craftsmen with tall heads were still holding the woman to use force.

Wulong and the dozen or twenty people behind him rushed up immediately.

"Bang!" The not-so-strong Wulong, his fist at this moment, was like steel, and a furious craftsman made a furious craftsman cover his chest and retreat.

He took advantage of the victory and chased the craftsman again and again kicked the craftsman backwards.

The craftsman finally reacted and kicked him over, but was caught by the wulong and pulled him back hard. The craftsman suddenly lost his center of gravity and rushed towards the wulong.

Wulong punched the craftsman's chest again, and a muffled "bang" sound. The craftsman could no longer support him. He covered his chest and fell to the ground, breathing out from his mouth, and could not breathe in for a moment.

Wulong turned around and saw that the others who followed him had rescued his people and fought with the tall men.

Some of these people are Homo erectus brought by Oolong, and the newly joined Homo erectus. They are not very powerful, but with a long period of reasonable diet, their physical fitness is much better than the craftsmen, and they have a slight advantage.

But among them, there are many capable people who fight craftsmen, just like high school students bullying elementary school students. It is called a fierce attack, and a fierce attack, and a hard attack.

In a few moments, the tall men and the others were beaten to the ground and rolled to avoid them.

The patrol team not far away only glanced at it and realized that the overall situation was settled and there was no need to take action.

At this time, other craftsmen rushed up. When they saw their companions being beaten, they couldn't care so much. They joined the battle.

The battle was one-sided, with less than twenty craftsmen. There were one more Oolong side than them, and they had various obvious advantages. Soon the craftsmen were defeated and wailed.

"Woo!" At this time, the little boy who had been hiding behind but was still kicked, his eyes were red, and he looked at the human in front of him with resentment and anger.

He ran to the bag containing weapons, opened the bag, took out a handful of stone tools, and smashed it to someone's head.

Wulong suddenly saw this scene. He punched the little boy on the shoulder, and the little boy suddenly lost his center of gravity, but the sharp and sharp stone tool still made a hole in the man's shoulder.

"Woo~!" The dazzling blood burst out in an instant, and it looked strange and charming in the heavy sunset blush.

The man shouted, quickly took two steps back and covered his wounds. Panic and fear flashed in his eyes.

Injury sometimes means death!

The blood that represents vitality flows down his perfect muscle lines, flows through his arms, flows through rough calluses, and finally drips from his fingertips.

"Bang!"

A light splash, dust filled the sky!

The dazzling redness seemed to be able to infect everyone's eyes quickly turned red. The reason was getting worse and worse in the blood that flashed between the nose, and what quietly rose in the heart was that strong murderous intent, the wild beast that had been trapped for many years.

The craftsmen ran back and picked up a handful of weapons with distinct blades.

Wulong and others quickly retreated, and under the cold face of the patrol members, they raised sharp spears.

The scene was very quiet, and the needles could be heard, but under the soft red sunset, everyone's minds were already as violent as a tsunami, striking the majesty!

One person appeared, and an adult man who was not tall but very strong appeared, and the man was named Wang Yang...

Is he here to stop it? Is he here to reconcile the battle?

No one knew because he looked cold and expressionless. If he looked closely at his eyes, he might see an extremely deep darkness.

...

From the moment he heard the noise outside, Wang Yang quickly ran out and then saw the melee between the two sides. He didn't know what was going on, why something happened at this critical moment.

All he knew was that he saw someone bleeding, and that person was from his tribe.

He also saw that the group of craftsmen opened the bag and held the weapon in their hands while they were away.

He was still puzzled how things developed into a life-and-death battle in a short period of time, so he came to the scene.

He raised his hand and pressed down. Everyone in the patrol slowly put down the spear arrows he was about to fire and looked at him.

He was still calm and even extended his hand to ask the patrolmen to give him the weapon.

The patrol members did not question any of them. They believed that Wang Yang would not let them suffer grievances. He would not have done so before, now, and in the future.

He took away his weapons and put them in the warehouse.

When he walked out again, he came to everyone and asked them what had happened.

The woman who was involved described in detail what happened to him, from the male craftsmen who courted her, clapped her hands, and then grabbed her and refused to let her go.

Later, the conflict occurred, and the little boy took out his weapon and smashed it into the man's head, but he was discovered in time by the misunderstanding and blocked it.

Although it didn't really hit, it cut a wound.

Wang Yang saw the scene afterwards. The woman did not draw any more. She raised her head, but was startled by Wang Yang's face.

Because Wang Yang's face was extremely ugly, it was extremely difficult to see. Even when he encountered an avalanche and fell into the ice river, he was frozen like a dead person, it was not so ugly.

This is really no different from a dead person, which means that it is really going to die.

The craftsmen on the opposite side cheered and cheered when they saw Wang Yang taking their weapons. Sure enough, although Wang Yang was very bad, he still favored himself and was very deterrent. He actually removed the other party's minions at the first time.

They shouted and shouted.

In this flies-like noise, Wang Yang came to the injured adult and looked at his wound.

The wound is not deep, but it is three centimeters long!

The larger the wound, the greater the chance of infection and the greater the chance of death.

Wang Yang has seen many injured people in the tribe in this era. Any wounds reaching more than three centimeters, the probability of infection and death reached a terrifying 30%.

There is a one-third chance of death.

The probability of infection and death with wounds exceeding 5 centimeters directly expanding to 50%!

Every larger wound, the probability of infection and death doubles.

Wang Yang has never seen it before. When the wound is nearly ten centimeters, someone can survive.

If there is a big thistle, it can reduce the probability of death, but now they have no medicinal material like this big thistle, and the god of death will cover them again.

He didn't know how to deal with this wound, he only knew that he must not touch water, and even more so, he could only keep the wound dry.

So he took a torch and burned it on the surface of the wound, hoping to kill some bacteria with a higher temperature.

After handling it, he walked towards the clamoring craftsmen.

The craftsmen were still clamoring and cheering, as if they were fighting a big victory.

He surrounded Wang Yang and asked him if he wanted to attack now and kill them? Anyway, they had no weapons.

Wang Yang glanced at the stone tools in their hands, shook his head, then stretched out his hand and asked them for weapons.

The craftsmen were not happy, and the tall man came up and wanted to say something.

"Take it!" Wang Yang roared, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up. He stared at them tightly.

The tall man had no choice but to give him the stone tool.

Wang Yang walked around, took back all the stone tools, put them into a bag, and walked towards the warehouse silently.

The craftsmen did not notice his actions, and they were still stomping their feet and shouting until he came back again. They were extremely happy.

The little boy was still imitating the orangutans to beat his chest.

Looking at the craftsmen's smiles, Wang Yang suddenly felt very sarcastic. At this moment, he finally stopped holding back the anger in his chest and stepped forward. He grabbed the little boy's hair, pressed down, and pushed his knee upwards, spitting out swear words!

"Xiaoxiao! Do you laugh at you!!!"

Wang Yang's face suddenly distorted at this moment, and the anger deposited in his chest turned into anger at this moment, and it was all concentrated on this press.

With a loud "bang!" sound, my knees hit the bridge of the little boy's nose firmly.

"Crack!" The bridge of the nose was broken and tilted to one side. Two lines of blood spurted out from the boy's nose and kept pouring onto the ground.

"You laugh again! You laugh again!" Wang Yangen showed no sign of letting go, he pulled up the little boy's head and pressed down again.

"Bang!" Another extremely loud muffled sound.

This time, it hit the little boy's eyes. When he pulled it up again, the little boy's eyebrow bone opened, his eyes were darkened, and a line of blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't stop, it was another moment!

"Bang!" The little boy's other eye also turned black.

Then it's another one!

"Bang!" The little boy's front teeth fell off.

Then it's another one!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The scene was silent, and everyone was watching. The craftsmen were stunned. Seeing their companions being violently smashed by Wang Yang, huge waves were stirred up in their hearts.

Their leaders actually made such a deadly move against their tribe members? This is an unreasonable deadly move?

Is this a fight? This is a murder!!!

They looked speechlessly, and their minds were still unable to turn around. They opened their mouths but couldn't make any sound.

However, the people in the tribe looked at Wang Yang who was crazy with excitement. That was Wang Yang's furious state, that was the thunderous anger that Wang Yang was offended by the bottom line.

Guardian is Wang Yang's bottom line. Anything that hurts tribe members will face Wang Yang's bloodthirsty rage!

Once upon a time, when a wolf killed a meteor, Wang Yang killed a wolf.

Later, during the migration process, a poisonous snake bit people to death, so he killed dozens of snakes.

When a wild beast attacked a man, he hunted all the same species of the animal.

The later time goes by, the less his bottom line becomes.

And this time, the craftsman touched his reverse scale. Then he would welcome his crazy revenge! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!