Orc Tyrant

While the boys were all rushing, the two bosses, Bukugin and Rofe, stayed behind.

A mutual mistrust prevented them from joining the charge, waiting for any corpses and wreckage worth stealing after the war.

These two Ouke bosses are rivals, not only because they are unearthed at the same time but always fight, but also because they serve the same warlord, Shabal of the Black Fire Legion.

When Roffey discovered that Bukugin was still hovering at the bottom, he thought Bukugin would better have a good reason for him to delay the attack of the other Greenskins.

"What did you get?"

Rofe snorted, and walked in front of him with a boastful pace.

But Bukugin walked around him, with a bulging bag slung over his shoulder, and he hid the stolen goods behind his back for the first time.

"It's nothing, just the spoils of battle."

"The spoils should be shared with the entire army."

"Who said this?"

"What the warlord said!"

Buku's blonde laughed hoarsely and turned to Rofe. The yellow battle deck made a harsh rubbing sound, which was a provocative gesture.

"The old rules don't mean anything, as long as the boss gets the brightest things, the rest can go to the farts."

"Then why are you still here in this dead man's pile, searching with these assholes."

"I was about to ask you the same."

Bukugin roared, turned his head, staring at each other, their bare fangs were less than a yard away.

The next moment, the angry roar broke the tense atmosphere, and the air vibrated, and the huge broken rocks nearby collapsed into dust and pebbles.

All the boys looked to the sky.

"signal."

Luo Fei muttered to himself:

"Another attack, this time the warlord will personally lead it."

"The warlord will watch those brats like us get blown up."

Bukugin sneered.

"He only cares about plundering."

"What do you care about?"

Rofe asked back, returning his attention to the other person.

"You are a trash, you don't even dare to look at Xiami directly! No kid will follow you for your little sequins anymore."

"what did you say!?"

Bukugin roared angrily, the surrounding boys were a little at a loss, and the battle not far away seemed to have reached a climax. Some of the boys had already rushed to Banpo, but they were still suppressed by the intensive human firepower on the ground. , Obviously the situation is not so good.

"I've had enough of all this nonsense!!"

Rofe also snarled at Bukugin's face and tried to wave his fist.

"You better start showing respect for the warlord."

"Otherwise?"

"such!"

Roffey didn't finish speaking, but with a sharp fist forward, the blow immediately hit the side of Bukugin's chin, cracking his fangs, and letting him spit out.

The blow did not cause much damage, but it angered Bukugin severely.

He threw down his trophy and stretched the weapon to his waist.

The distant roar resounded across the sky, summoning the scattered greenskin war gang, but Rofe and Bukujin had no other ideas at this time.

Bukukin straightened the knife to Fei's head, roaring and baring his fangs.

"Waaaaagh!"

After Rofe bent over to avoid him, he backhanded the short knife against one of the opponent's scarred shoulder armor. The weapon was powerful enough to split a person in half and stab it to his side.

He is always sneaky.

Bukugin muttered dullly, some part of his brain was aware of the stab wound, which drove the rest of his nerves to alert.

With a loud cracking sound, the two green skins hit each other with their heads.

Bukugin hobbled away, with Rofe's knives buried beside him.

He blinked and shook his head, blood flowing from his nostrils.

That little rice bucket won't--

In the next second, Luo Fei hit him as hard as he could, pushing him all the way to the exit of the valley.

The fart and the boy around made a way for the two quarreling green-skinned bosses.

Bukugin has lost control of his knife, so he hit Rofe’s stomach with his fist, intending to dig out the viscera of dried shrimp like other green skins, but this did not succeed, so Bukugin turned his hand. Grabbing Rofe's eyes.

Rofe roared, anger more than pain, and backed away to face Bukugin.

As he retreated, he stretched out a hand to grasp the handle of his short knife, and with a clatter, he pulled out the jagged metal from Bukugin's side.

Bukugin followed him, grabbing his injured side with one hand, and roaring to crush and kill him.

The mood faded, although only a little bit, because when he saw something outside the valley waiting for him.

Roffey fell at the feet of a figure whose head and shoulders were higher than the two bosses who were facing each other.

"Go away, you idiot!"

Rofe growled, still covering his **** eyes with one hand.

But when he stood up, he realized who the figure was, and his jaw suddenly relaxed.

"Who do you call an idiot?"

Shabal roared, the sound was like the beginning of an avalanche, and a thunderous noise rolled out of the tough chest of the war leader's trunk.

"Are you two destined not to look like the boss?"

He continued, approaching two cowering Ok.

"Why do you guys fight like assholes?"

Rofe reacted first, and it saved his life.

"Bukugin is here to discuss his dissatisfaction with what you did, boss!"

He said hastily, and stayed away from Bukugin.

"This this..."

Bukugin stammered to explain, looking at Shabal with fear, his little brain struggled to think about how to lie.

"You always like to pick up trash, don't you?"

Shabal asked suddenly.

"I, I want to give, to the boss, find a good, good..."

Bukugin tried to escape the shadow of death, but he didn't get the chance.

The roaring and rotating double-edged axe fell unstoppably, and amid a malicious crunch, it cut Bukujin in half like a tiny human.

The still struggling wreck fell to the ground, and the blood splashed on Rofe, making his only eye tremble.

Then he tried to move, trying to get rid of the solemn atmosphere.

But like a parent reaching for the wrong child, Shabal grabbed the opponent's shoulder with his **** hand, lifted him up and kicked him away.

"Roffey, you trash!"

Goguz said lowly, looking up at the roaring battlefield ahead.

"Xia Mi thinks I'm a fool? Can't even see this?"

Shabal laughed. When he just arrived, he saw that the humans were going to set him up. They thought Ouke was an idiot who didn't use his brain? This time he is going to teach these dried shrimps a lesson! What is absolute strength and clever crushing!

He squinted to one side and looked at the green-skinned artillery lined up along the ridge. Those big pipes would let the shrimps drink a pot. Based on the information just collected by the sneaky kid, he knew that the number of shrimps on the frontal defense was actually not much.

Humans think they can trap him, then he walks in!

He wants to step over from the front of Xiami. He wants to prove that this so-called trap is just a joke, and he also reserves a hand in the rear. If Xiami thinks they can block the opening, then they come!