I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng got five little wolf pups as he wished. They were furry and looked very cute.

But when he stretched out his hand and tried to pet the little wolf pups, they grinned and yelled at Mufeng.

"Oh, it's quite fierce!" Mu Feng smiled, very satisfied.

Then he screamed at the wolf king, meaning: Since the little wolf cub has been given to me, you can take these horned deer with you, don't forget the agreement with me!

The Wolf King also responded "Wow", saying that he would keep his promise.

Not only that, it even told Mu Feng not to kill the little wolf.

Mu Feng laughed dumbly. He didn't threaten the Wolf King again this time, but told the Wolf King that he took the little wolf back to raise him, and they would see him again if he had a chance.

This time, the Wolf King was completely relieved, and cautiously approached the horned deer, looking at Mu Feng humanely, and asking questions in his eyes.

Mu Feng waved his hand and said: "These horned deer are yours!"

The wolf king barked happily, wagging his tail to greet the pack of wolves to take away the horned deer.

Within half an hour, the pack of wolves rushed from appearance to disappearance.

To the people of the Jiang clan, everything seemed so unreal.

A group of twenty or so wolves shivered when facing their warchief again. And their warchief can speak the language of wolf, and communicate with wolf.

What made them feel incredible is that the wolf king even gave five little wolf cubs to the chief!

I'm afraid that if they understand the "dialogue" between Mu Feng and the Wolf King, they will no longer think that the previous experience is just a confrontation on the surface.

At this moment, the cold tree was awakened in Fang Ru's dream, and looked at Mu Feng and said, "Warchief, the wolves...that's it, gone?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Feng smiled, "Let them fight with us here?"

"How come!" Han Shu raised his eyebrows, "There are so many of us, can't we kill them?"

"It's not necessary!" Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "And wolf meat is not delicious, keeping them is more useful than killing them!"

"Ah, what's the use of wolves?" Han Shu was puzzled.

"Then what do you think would happen if the giant-toothed tiger we met just now?" Mu Feng asked not to answer.

"Giant-toothed tiger?" Han Shu was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There are so many of us, we should be able to hunt them!"

Mu Feng smiled and asked, "Then do you think so many wild wolves can hunt and kill a giant tooth tiger?"

Han Shu thought for a while before answering: "Yes!"

Mu Feng asked again: "Then do you think if I ask for a little cub from Megalodon, it will give it?"

"This..." Han Shu thought about it again, and shook his head, "I don't know, no one had asked them before."

Mu Feng was speechless, his feelings were still wrong, and Han Shu didn't understand what he meant.

So he had to explain: "Let's tell you this, I want a wolf cub from the wolf king, it is possible to come. But I want to come with the giant tooth tiger."

"Why?" Han Shu asked him directly.

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, and stopped going in circles: "Because the wolf king knows how to think and knows to weigh the pros and cons, if he doesn't give me the little wolf pups, I will kill all his people."

"But the Giant Tooth Tiger will not understand. Even if it understands, it will not accept such threats. It is bound to fight to the death with us."

"That's it." Han Shu frowned, still looking like he didn't understand.

Mu Feng is helpless, canines seem to be inherently higher in intelligence than cats, so canines were domesticated first in history, and group collaboration is also that canines do better than cats.

Since the explanation is not clear, he simply stopped explaining, he had to sigh and said, "Forget it, you will understand later. These little wolves bring back to the tribe to raise them, and when they grow up, they can help us do a lot of things. ."

"Do things for us?" Han Shu was puzzled again.

"Well, hunting, guarding the tribe, and resisting foreign enemies!" Mu Feng waved his hand.

"Huh?" Han Shu said in surprise, "Really? If there are a few wolves to help us when we hunt, then we will catch more prey!"

Han Shu didn't doubt what Mu Feng said, and began to look forward to the little wolf.

"Yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "Okay, since the horned deer was given to the wolves, we shouldn't go back empty-handed. Go around a bit further and go back with some prey!"

"Yes!" Han Shu immediately responded excitedly.

Frankly speaking, he had injured the wolf with two arrows just now, and now his confidence has risen.

If it weren't for Mu Feng's stopping, he would have to take the hunting team and shoot all the wolves.

And the other twenty people who followed this time looked at Mu Feng and Han Shu, their eyes were full of worship.

One is the person who can stun the wolves with two arrows, and the other is the one who makes the wolves tremble just by standing there.

No matter which one is, they are the patron saint in their hearts, and they are also the people they want to be.

For a while, even Mu Feng didn't notice that these people were forming something called "idols" from the bottom of their hearts. In the future, the Erlang guarding tribe of the entire Jiang tribe will be precisely because of his brave performance today.

It seemed that it was because the pack of wolves was besieged just now, but they failed to show their strengths. The hunting team saw six or seven horned deer and three or four wild sheep on their way back.

These prey used to be the existence of one or two that they needed to work hard to capture. Now with the bow and arrow, everything is different.

On the road, as long as they met, the prey fell silently as far as the eyes of the wood wind and the arrows of the cold tree were.

The archer army, the Jiang clan, saw the first time in this wilderness.

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