The tribe was in chaos at this time. Looking down from the air, the chaos in the southwest and northwest was spreading eastward. Thanks to this, the twelve wretched figures dressed like the natives did not attract much attention.
However, after walking less than a thousand meters to the east, everyone had to stop and hide in a nearby thatched hut.
On the south side of the thatched house, armed militants with guns had already arrived. Anyone who showed his head was either forced to kneel down with his hands on his head or lie down forever. A few people peeked out through the cracks in the window, and soon, the light of fire flashed in their eyes.
In order to prevent anyone from escaping, many thatched huts on the east side were set on fire by this group of vandals. The fire illuminated the tribe at night, and the sky became even darker.
Seeing people holding torches walking towards this side, and a large group of people being escorted towards the center of the tribe, everyone could no longer hide, and hurriedly walked out with their heads lowered.
“Crash!”
The guy who was walking over was startled when he saw more than a dozen people suddenly rushing out of the small thatched house. He raised his gun and was about to shoot. At this time, someone on the opposite side knelt down with a "thump".
Lao Hei and the others were all stunned, and subconsciously turned their heads to see who was so shameless, but they didn't expect that a strange face covered with ochre mud was kneeling beside them. Just now, everyone was too nervous and didn't even notice that there was someone hiding in the thatched hut.
"Mingxi Mingxi! (?﹏?)"
The guy kneeling on the ground raised his hands and shouted something in fear. Seeing that the guy holding the gun on the opposite side turned his attention away from him and pointed the gun at himself, Lao Hei and others immediately followed suit and knelt down one after another.
"Mingxi Mingxi!"
"￣3￣|||" The native who was kneeling beside Ding Yi glared at them with his eyes slanted. It was bad enough that these outsiders had no moral integrity, but they even imitated his way of speaking. It was simply outrageous.
"Everyone, get up and kneel over there!"
The guy with the gun in front of him shouted in English, and walked towards the middle alone, escorting more than a dozen people, with a frightened expression on his face, as if these people were afraid of him, not the gun in his hand.
Unfortunately, the tribe is full of warriors like him. He has been posing in a mighty manner for a long time, but it is just like showing it to a blind man.
"pizpiz~"
Lao Hei walked in the middle with his hands raised, quietly discussing with the people beside him whether to take advantage of the moment when everyone was dazzled to get rid of the guy behind him. Before he could finish, Yang Xu, who was not far away, suddenly coughed.
"Behave yourself!"
A loud shout came from behind, and several people frowned and glared at Yang Xu fiercely. But he seemed not to see it and just lowered his head.
The size of the Bitar tribe is nearly a thousand people, so it is hard to imagine that they could be defeated by just twenty people. However, in fact, when the few people walked to the square in the center of the tribe, which was usually used for activities, they saw a sea of people.
People are like this. When one person tries to resist, not everyone will be willing to join him. But as long as one person kneels down to surrender, many people will surrender as well.
There were people holding guns and on guard around the square, and at the same time, someone put a battery-powered searchlight on the roof of the central "Juyi Hall" and turned it on the crowd. Lao Hei and his companions took a sneak peek and found that not all of these people were intact. Some had bruises on their arms, and one unlucky guy had an arrow stuck in his face.
However, that was all. Hot weapons were used against cold weapons, especially since Peredo's side were well prepared and had anti-arrow protective gear on their bodies, getting injured could only be considered bad luck.
"Xiao Ding~"
Lao Hei quietly moved to Ding Yi's side, frowning at Peredo who was sitting at the door of the big thatched house, but his eyes were wandering around him. Just behind him, someone was throwing things out of the house to make it a place for their "boss" to rest at night. Among them, several backpacks looked particularly familiar.
"Brother Hei?"
Ding Yi glanced at the old black man who was approaching, and subconsciously alerted his surroundings. Fortunately, the square was like a herd of ducks, full of dark figures, and they squatted inside, not conspicuous at all.
"Here~" Lao Hei raised his chin, pointed to the direction where the things were thrown, and whispered: "Our backpack is over there. There is a satellite phone in it. We can call the police..."
"Too risky!" A low shout suddenly came from behind, startling the two. Turning their heads, they saw Yang Xu approaching from behind, and was trying to dissuade them in a slightly excited voice: "These people are desperate criminals. Once they are discovered, they will really kill us!"
"Damn~ If you're scared, you can go over there and stay with the women!" Someone beside him whispered mockingly. Zhou Tong was holding his head with an indignant look on his face and sneered: "Don't worry, even if we are discovered, we will pretend not to know you!"
"Bullshit!" Yang Xu's face turned red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed. He glared and said angrily: "Don't pretend to be cool here. When someone points a gun at you, will you still be so tough? You will bite us all out!"
"Oh my god, if you're scared, just say you're scared. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"
"Okay, stop making noise!"
Lao Hei frowned and glared at the young man who was talking, then sighed inexplicably. He was about to whisper something to Yang Xu when the crowd around him suddenly started to make a noise. They were all startled, and when they looked up, they saw a priest hiding among the women being carried by two people and dragged to Peredo's side.
Seeing a certain shaggy-haired leader helping him to sit on the chair brought over by his men with a kind face and discussing something in a friendly manner, someone in the crowd started shouting and cursing.
Peridot waved his hand, and a bald man led his men into the crowd, dragged out the people who had cursed the most fiercely, beat them up, and then broke their legs and threw them aside. The crowd was angry at first, and then slowly began to cry in suppressed voices.
Peridot nodded in satisfaction, turned his head and looked at the high priest and said: "Look, I am the stronger party now. You won't suffer any loss if you cooperate with me!"
"I… "
The old priest swallowed his saliva, pulled the corners of his mouth blue and whispered: "You are strong now, but there will always be a day when you leave. What should I do then?"
"Walk?"
Perido sneered, stood up and stood on the top of the wooden steps, looking down at the crowd in front of him, and shouted: "Who said I was leaving! I said that this time I come back, I will take back everything I lost! From today on, the Bitar tribe will be different! You don't have to touch those dirty garbage on your body anymore, and you don't have to speak that messy dialect anymore! You will all work for me in exchange for generous rewards! And I will be your new tribe leader!"
The crowd was in an uproar, but with the previous experience, no one dared to step out. Many people subconsciously looked towards the center of the crowd, where a tribe leader wearing Armani was surrounded by a group of people, squatting there with a gloomy face.
"Ahem... But what can an old man like me do for you?" The high priest lowered his head slightly and muttered almost inaudibly.
"Haha, you are very useful..."
Perido turned around and leaned over to his ear, saying word by word: "I want you to perform a ritual and call out the black tiger!"