Magic Domain

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In the distance, a knife-like sharp Leng Sen's eyes projected on him and looked back and forth.

Renault looked up.

It was Jia Ren who was sleeping on the wicker chair. I didn’t know when I was awake. I squinted slightly and twisted the goatee. There was a chilling flicker in my eyes, like a viper. Looking at his own prey.

At the moment when the eyes were intertwined, a trace of confusion suddenly appeared between Renault's face, and he quickly lowered his head.

This kind of confusion was of course disguised by him.

Renault also realized that his bizarre recovery had already attracted the viper's attention.

But he was not afraid.

A long line of slaves kept approaching the stone table. There was a pleading sound in front of them. The ore mined by the miners was rated as inferior. The fifty-pound ore was exchanged for a small potato, pleading for more points, and the result was haha. The members of the self-governing team burst into punches and kicks. He bleeds in his nose and nose, and he can't move. He was crying and carried away by his family members who heard the news. It was very miserable.

Renault's heart burst into flames.

The same human race, they are all robes, and unfortunately they have become slaves. It is already a very miserable thing, but why should they embarrass themselves?

Are these **** self-governing members really crazy?

For Renault, accustomed to the civilization and laws of the previous life, such a scene is almost unbearable for him.

It also made him realize that the world is cold and cruel.

With the passage of time, the human slaves who have entered the mining area have returned, and no one dared to stay in the mining area in the night to wait for the arrival of the mine-loving Warcraft.

Behind Renault, there were about two or thirty people.

Finally it was Renault's turn to deliver the ore.

Checking the grade of the ore was a scoundrel with a fleshy face and black hair on the chest like Zhang Heng. He was famous in the slave mining camp, and he was also a cruel guy.

Randomly glanced at the ore in the iron basket, and then looked at Renault again, a sneer appeared in the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth, and the result was determined, saying: "Forty kilograms, the lowest grade mine."

When Renault heard it, his heart burst into flames.

The ore in my iron basket is mined in a remote area outside the mine, so the color is not very good, but it is also selected by myself from a large number of ores. According to the fusion memory, these ores are between Between the third and fourth grades, it is definitely not the lastest ore, nor is it any inferior ore, and what is even more abominable is that the net weight of these ores is at least more than sixty kilograms, which is actually judged by the villain to be only Forty pounds?

Looking at the sneer and sarcasm on Zhang Heng's face, Renault realized that it was the other party deliberately embarrassing himself.

Renault's heart was burning with anger.

But in the end, he still gritted his teeth without saying a word, but he just endured it.

The ore in the iron basket was poured into the iron wheel car behind the big stone table, and Renault came to the stone table for food.

Just look at Zhang Heng, a villain who deliberately embarrassed Reynolds, and also came over and whispered something to the ear of another autonomous team member who distributed food. , Nodded.

In front of Renault, the autonomous team member picked out a child's fist-sized potato from the pile of potatoes behind him and handed it towards Renault.

so small?

Renault was stunned, forty pounds of inferior ore, and the potatoes he could get were at least twice the size of this one?

Reminiscent of Zhang Heng's actions before, Renault understood that this was clearly embarrassing himself.

At that moment, the anger in Renault's heart could hardly be suppressed.

He looked up at the self-governing team member, and then looked at his chest with his hands on one side, and looked at his Zhang Heng with a sneering and abusive look. He did not understand where he had offended these guys. Embarrass yourself?

"These dogs of the Demon Race, you are embarrassing me today. This hatred is a note. The gentleman revenge. It is not too late for ten years. When I have enough power, I will not let go of you dog thieves. "

Renault took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger, and swore secretly in his heart.

In such a tragic environment, withholding rations is equivalent to deliberately killing people. Zhang Heng et al.'s actions are no different from murder.

Renault, barely calming himself down, reached for the little potato.

The member of the self-governing team laughed loudly, then shook his hands sarcastically, threw the little potato back into the pile of potatoes behind him, then stooped down and reselected a finger-sized potato strip, scornfully opponent I lost it and threw it to Reynolds, haha ​​said with a smile: "Little miscellaneous, it's really **** tolerable, haha, but this is your food, hurry and hold it, be careful Lord Barut sees you, then Interrupt your limbs to feed the dog."

Zhang Heng, holding his chest with his hands next to him, and two other members of the self-governing team laughed when he heard the words.

The laughter was full of jokes and malice.

At this moment, Renault's anger couldn't help it anymore.

In his previous life, he was originally a person of uproar and resentment. He did a lot of things with courage and bravery. Li Zhengyang, a national treasure-level master, was only Renault because he encountered Renault who jumped into the cold lake water to rescue the children who fell into the water when he walked on campus. Impressed by this spirit, he made an exception to accept Renault as a disciple. In essence, Renault is a guy who is easy to get started and is crazy at the beginning.

Today he has endured two or three times in a row, it is already rare.

So this time, when the mocking provocative laughter sounded, Shao could not help it anymore.

He gritted his teeth, threw the iron basket in his hand to the ground, banged it loudly, and immediately made a sound of air sucking around him.

Renault sullenly said nothing.

With all his gaze, he snorted and fanned out the small potatoes in the hands of the self-governing team. In the stunned eyes of the opponent, Renault crossed the dashi table and came to the pile of potatoes. I picked a potato that was suitable for the weight and grade of the stone I was mining, and picked it up in my hand. Then I nodded, glanced at Zhang Heng and others who had solidified the smile on my face, snorted, and turned slowly Going to leave.

At this time, other talents reacted.

"Fuck... little miscellaneous, you're looking for death." A grin appeared on Zhang Heng's face, and he came out with great strides: "Dare to **** the food and not take our brother in the eyes? I think you are a skin Itchy."

He said, after catching up a few steps, he punched towards Renault's back with a punch.

This Zhang Heng is strong and fit, eating and wearing warm every day, much stronger than ordinary people, a punch in the fast pace, and the tiger is alive.

Someone in the slave group next to them exclaimed, trying to escape to remind Renault that it was too late.

Seeing the hammer-like fist, the thin Renault was about to fly. But at this time, as if his eyes were rising from the back, Renault suddenly turned around, raised his hand violently, and grabbed Zhang Heng's fist.

"Hey, Xiaozao, you only took a few sips of milk, how hard you are, and you dare to resist, I..." Zhang Hengbao smiled and suddenly force.

But in the next moment, the smile on his ugly face suddenly froze.

Because instead of being blown out as he imagined, Reynolds stood on the spot, with roots at his feet, not moving at all.

What's even more incredible is that the power from Renault's thin palm made Zhang Heng feel that his fist head was bound by an iron hoop, struggling and unable to withdraw.

"You... little miscellaneous, how dare you..." he yelled.

But halfway through the scolding, Zhang Heng suddenly shut up.

Because Renault looked up, his eyes contained a look that made him suddenly feel palpitations.

As long as he said one more word, Renault would be like a raging Warcraft, torn him completely in an instant.

This scene also froze everyone nearby.

Jia Ren, who had been lying on the wicker chair for a long time, also slowly stood up.

"Not going to help yet." He snorted.

The other three self-governing team members reacted.

"Fuck, this little miscellaneous, it's really a turning point." The self-employed team member who deliberately embarrassed Renault, scolded, picked up an iron hammer next to him, rushed over, and drove towards Renault 'S head smashed in the past, with no intention of keeping his hand at all.

"Ah..." Someone in the crowd screamed with his eyes covered.

People seem to have seen the miserable scene of Renault's brain cracked by an iron rod.

The members of the autonomous team grin fiercely.

But at this moment, Renault suddenly became clearer than ever.

He didn't panic. He picked his toes and picked up the hammer at his feet. With his left hand, he grabbed the hammer's handle with his backhand and greeted the iron bar.

Qiang!

Mars splashes.

The hammer just hit the top of the iron bar.

The loud noise was deafening.

The members of the self-governing team only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and there was a rush of force.

Whoo!

In the sound of breaking the sky, the stick figure was like black lightning.

Two other members of the self-government team who rushed behind him had not yet reacted. They only felt a cold scalp, something flew over, and then their hair band broke, and their hair spread out.

Farther away, Jia Ren also felt a cold in his ear, like a blade across.

Boom!

Buzz buzz!

Roars and tremors came.

Everyone turned around subconsciously.

Just look at the iron hammer that was originally held in the hands of the self-government team. At this time, it was already far away, and it was inserted into the trunk of the giant tree, half a foot into the wood, and the stick was buzzing and trembling.

For a time, it was as quiet as death.

There was cold sweat, and he couldn't stop sliding slowly from the temples of Jia Ren and the members of the autonomous team.

For the first time in a long time, Jia Ren felt that his legs were a little soft.

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