Susanna's voice was clear and beautiful, but her beautiful eyes could not hide the anger.
"Ghost-hand Marcello was really raped? What is your basis?" Scholar Dennis frowned, looked at Susanna with a look of resentment, and asked.
She glanced at the battle down the hillside and gritted her teeth: "I have no basis, but he had robbed the population before and seemed to have traded it to the ghouls. This aroused public outrage, so he ostensibly stopped temporarily.
As a result, he ran to this small tribe again, I guess he wanted to capture the indigenous people to make up for the loss."
"If you say so, Marcelo is indeed suspicious. Not only did he offend the locals, but he also came to kill them. Doesn't he plan to hang out in the plains?"
Ren was thoughtful, and combined with the information he obtained from the association at the Little Widow Hospital the day before yesterday, he was basically certain of something.
Scholar Dennis didn't know much about the inside story. After all, he was here for inspection, so he didn't understand the methods of this group of gangsters.
Marcello openly broke the rules some time ago and robbed more than 200 people, causing people to panic. Not only did he almost break up with the 7th Bureau, but he also offended other gangsters to death.
In fact, gangs are not really lawless. They usually have some kind of "tacit understanding" or collusion with local law enforcement agencies.
Gangsters like that who are unscrupulous are the easiest to be eliminated. Unless it is in troubled times and the government cannot control it, there will be no good results.
Of course, you can rebel, but then you will become a rebel army. If you succeed in the end, you will become a new government, but this is basically impossible.
Dennis looked at the Skeleton Gang who were fighting with the indigenous people down the slope and wondered: "This is completely unnecessary. What conditions did the ghouls give to make it worthwhile for Marcello to join them?"
"I don't know, but this is definitely not a good thing!" Susanna had an intuition that something big was going to happen.
Scholar Denis still couldn't believe that Marcello, the leader of the gangs in the Pugni Plain, would be so unwise.
Even if a ghoul promises huge profits, once he does so, he will never be able to return to the human camp, which is completely different from being wanted.
He tentatively said: "Perhaps the Skeleton Gang just discovered that this small tribe has a lot of wealth and precious resources and wants to rob it?"
If in the outside world, hundreds of people were massacred and robbed in a village, it would immediately make headlines.
Maybe it will alarm a lot of big shots, and then Marcello's good days will be over.
But in this kind of indigenous tribe, and the target is the Kangao people, no one will notice it for a while.
"We are lucky. The Skeleton Gang's attention is not here, and all their combat power has been invested in this tribe. The people on guard outside did not notice us."
Susanna lowered her voice and said, after the three of them rushed out of the canyon, they went straight here. If there hadn't been a fight here just now, they might have been caught by the Skeleton Gang.
"So what if we bump into each other? Marcello himself doesn't seem to be here."
Renn stared intently at the battle that happened to catch up, and replied casually.
After breaking through to the peak of the third level the night before yesterday and taking his strength to the next level, he is not afraid of any opponents below the fourth level.
His strong intuition allowed him to sense the auras of many strong men.
A powerful gang of hundreds of people cannot have only one extraordinary person, Marcelo.
"Kalama Yara! (Kill all the intruders)"
Just when the gangsters had invaded the center of this small tribe, Renn heard an angry roar.
This sentence was shouted in the language of the Kangao tribe, but Ren could roughly guess what it meant.
The one who shouted this was a [Totem Warrior] in his forties, with his upper body bare and his skin covered with wild patterns.
He had a strong build and held a dark iron spear in his muscular arm. He roared angrily and the sound was rolling.
"Roar!"
While roaring, the densely colored patterns on the man's body lit up, and a black bear's shadow appeared vaguely on his body with teeth and claws.
Gray streams of light quickly poured from the bear's shadow into the iron spear in his hand, and he threw it out with all his strength.
"puff!"
With the blessing of the power of the totem, the metal spear roared out like a ballista, piercing the chest of a gangster, blood splattered out, and the man was nailed to the ground.
"Is this the power of totem? The Kangao people's way of applying psychic energy seems to be different from ours."
Ren watched with great interest the [Totem Warrior] and the black bear shadow that seemed to be wrapped around his body.
"It's indeed quite strange. I often deal with indigenous people from various places. They are different from us. When we fight, we usually carve flower-like patterns on our clothes, hang them on our backs, or guide them into the ground.
Many indigenous people like to carve primitive rune arrays directly on their bodies, and most of them are in the form of beasts.
This is very violent in close combat, and the hand-to-hand combat power is amazing, but it also puts a heavy burden on the body and can easily lead to body mutations or limb deformities."
Scholar Dennis explained that he is knowledgeable and well-informed, and he has also done some research on this totem power.
Ren nodded, stretched out his hand, held Susanna's delicate hand about to draw the gun, and said softly: "Don't worry, I know you hate the Skeleton Gang, but the Kangao people are not good people either. Let's see what happens."
Susanna bit her red lips tightly. She didn't like the barbaric Kangao people, but she hated the Skeleton Gang who killed her boyfriend even more.
"Hold me, otherwise I won't be able to control myself." Susanna's eyes were red. Her boyfriend was the person who changed her life, and it was he who led her into the extraordinary path.
He was so important to her that Susanna had not found another man for four years after her boyfriend died.
Ren sighed and hugged her emotionally.
To a certain extent, because of Ren's similar behavior of breaking up for her, Susanna regarded him as a replacement for her dead boyfriend.
In fact, this is not love. Susanna just missed her too deeply and was lonely for too long, and wanted to find a similar embrace.
Ren held her in his arms. He had actually realized that the other party regarded him as a substitute, but he was not her dead boyfriend after all.
At this time, he saw more totem warriors from the tribe rushing out and fighting with the bandits.
"laugh!"
A totem warrior with bulging muscles and disheveled long hair took a musket bullet and pierced the neck of a gangster with one shot, bringing out a stream of blood.
"Sniper!"
After giving an order, behind a mound outside the village, four snipers from the Skeleton Gang took Force firearms and fired seven or eight armor-piercing bullets.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The black bear shadow on the body of a rampaging second-level [Totem Warrior] was shattered. Several blood holes suddenly appeared on his chest, and his tall body fell to the ground with a thud.
Most of these totem warriors are of the first or second level, and are thick-skinned and very powerful.
However, even if they have good combat effectiveness, their flesh and blood bodies cannot withstand armor-piercing bullets!
If this small indigenous tribe doesn't have any trump cards, it will definitely lose.