Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Li Changsheng said quickly: "Don't worry, our Dixiong tribe only has..." At this point, Li Changsheng felt sad that the tribe had declined to this point, but he remembered what his grandmother had said before, calmed down, and continued: "There are only a dozen people, we will definitely discipline them strictly and not cause trouble for your tribe."

This was already said in an extremely polite manner, but Qiao Wenruo said, "You open your mouth and say 'your tribe', and close your mouth and say 'earth hero'. You are so strong in distinguishing between the two, and you still say that you are sincerely surrendering?"

Li Changsheng was stunned. It was Qiao Wenruo who said that the matter of joining the army was not yet confirmed. He was simply making things difficult for her! But when you are under someone's roof, how can you not bow your head?

He had no choice but to bow and said, "My words were inappropriate. We will definitely take good care of these dozen people and be ready to be dispatched by the chief patriarch and the general manager at any time."

Qiao Wenruo sneered, "No need to redeploy them. I just said that I can't support so many people."

Li Changsheng couldn't help but asked anxiously, "Datong City is so big, and Zhanshen Mountain is so high, how come it can't support these dozen people?"

Qiao Wenruo also became a little impatient and put away his smile, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"You!" Li Changsheng said angrily, "You are going too far!"

"Changsheng!" The old patriarch called out to Li Changsheng, "Have you forgotten what I said?"

Li Changsheng was so anxious that his veins popped out. "Grandmother! But... but this is too much of a bully. At worst, we won't hand over the 'Honglu Jiuxiang'. When the demons come, we will all die together!"

"Snapped!"

The old patriarch slapped him in the air and cursed, "You beast, are you being worthy of your father and ancestors when you say this?"

"I..." Li Changsheng calmed down quickly after being beaten. He thought of his ancestors and the mission he was carrying out. Then he looked at the current situation and realized how difficult it was to support a tribe. He burst into tears on the spot.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

"Are you crying already?" Qiao Wenruo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You look so tall and strong, but you are so useless. No wonder Dixiong has fallen to this point."

Being humiliated in front of others, the three people had different expressions, but none of them could say anything.

Qiao Wenruo continued, "Okay, stop acting. Where are the dozen or so people you mentioned?"

The old patriarch saw that there was still room for maneuver and thought that Qiao Wenruo just wanted to curb Di Xiong's arrogance, so he quickly waved his hand. Li Changsheng quickly ran to the side hall to find someone to avoid the embarrassment just now.

Chen Qingzhou tilted his head, but still couldn't see where Li Changsheng left, so he had to continue staring at the hall. The food on the other side had been snatched away by five or six Fufeng Black Hawks, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stay here for a while.

Fortunately, it only took a moment for Li Changsheng to rush back to the hall, followed by fourteen tall and strong warriors, who lined up in a row.

They had many new and old injuries, and some even had missing limbs. Those who were able to survive until now must be the most loyal and brave warriors of the Dixiong tribe.

The old patriarch said, "Manager, this is all the manpower that Dixiong has. It is really useless. Please take a look and use it as it is."

Qiao Wenruo walked forward slowly, glanced at the row of tall and strong warriors, and said slowly: "They are indeed much worse than my Earthly Fiend Warriors..."

He then commented on each point, "This, the arm is gone, that, the one-eyed person affects the image of our clan, hey? Why are you shaking even when you're standing on one leg? You..."

After hearing these words, not to mention the three core figures of Dixiong, even Chen Qingzhou was almost angry enough to vomit blood. These warriors were injured in a bloody battle with thousands of monsters in order to defend Nanman and Jiuli!

Every word from Qiao Wenruo was like a needle, piercing the faces of the two brothers Li Jiuzhan and making them clench their fists. These fourteen people were brothers who had been with them through thick and thin, but now they could only be picked up like rags of garbage.

Even the old patriarch, who had fought in battles all his life and had long since become indifferent to life and death, could not bear it and had to change the subject, "Chief Steward Qiao, since we have come to the point, when can the great patriarch come to meet us?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Qiao Wenruo ignored the old patriarch's words, looking very embarrassed, and curled his lips and said, "There are too many people."

The old patriarch seemed to have sensed something and said quickly, "I'll ask them to go down the mountain right away, Changsheng, hurry up!"

Li Changsheng asked in confusion: "Grandma, didn't we agree on this? Where are you going to let them go now?"

Before Li Changsheng could take the person away, Qiao Wenruo's seemingly weak voice came faintly.

"Three styles, changing three people, that's not considered bullying you, right?"

The seventeen people from the Dixiong tribe present were all shocked. The old patriarch couldn't believe his ears, "You...what did you say?"

Qiao Wenruo looked relaxed, as if he had not said anything excessive. "Datong City does not support idle people. Didn't you say that you have three styles of 'Honglu Jiuxiang'? One style for one person, isn't that fair?"

The old clan leader saw the murderous intent in the smiling steward's eyes and immediately said, "Okay, I will arrange for them to leave War God Mountain and go to the north or south. They will never appear again."

Qiao Wenruo refused to give up, his expression became serious, "They have been here for so long, knowing the secrets of my Disha army, how can they just leave? Only the dead will never appear again, senior, don't you think so?"

"what!"

"Fuck your shit!"

"Who do you think you are!"

The warriors in the temple were furious.

Facing the roars of more than a dozen big men, Qiao Wenruo was not panicked at all, "I have already agreed to exchange three moves for three people, don't push your luck!"

Li Changsheng said anxiously, "Manager, these fourteen people have been through life and death with us, and they are as close as brothers. How can you only protect three of them? I beg you!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Qiao Wenruo shook his head and sighed, "Senior, your grandson's comprehension is indeed problematic. When did I say that I would replace three of these fourteen people?"

Li Jiuzhan was stunned, and his face turned pale immediately.

Li Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at his grandmother and eldest brother, and suddenly shouted: "You fucking bastard!"

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and he rushed forward and threw a punch. This punch was filled with anger and he had put all his life's skills into it.

He had made up his mind that even if he was punished by Li Shixiao for recklessly injuring someone, he would only take the responsibility for his own actions, but he would never allow the Dixiong tribe to be humiliated again and again.

"Snapped……"

Originally, everyone thought that Qiao Wenruo, who looked like a weak scholar, would be knocked down the War God Mountain by a punch, but unexpectedly, he stretched out his delicate left hand, spread his palm, and easily blocked Li Changsheng's powerful punch!

Li Changsheng stood there in a daze. He was confident that this punch could shatter rocks and injure the demon commander, but he could not move forward an inch in front of Qiao Wenruo's small hand.

The old patriarch had long realized that Qiao Wenruo's cultivation was unfathomable, so he was tolerant of him step by step. However, Li Changsheng impulsively offended the other party, and the situation had changed.

"You..." It was extremely difficult for Li Changsheng to withdraw his fist at this time.

The old clan leader advised: "Manager, you are a great man and don't bear grudges. This child is impulsive and ignorant. Right now, he is the right person to use..."

"Shh!"

Before the old man could finish his words, a white light suddenly lit up in the hall, followed by a figure that passed ten meters away and went straight to the hall gate.

Chen Qingzhou was startled. The white light was blinding and he couldn't see clearly what was happening. He was so anxious that he almost revealed his true identity.