Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!As the peak of Tier 3 [Boiling Berserker], Sieg is stronger than Iron Fist Ugo, and second only to Marcelo in combat effectiveness among the Pugni Plains bandits.

The reason why the Axe Gang is not large is that Sieg is not a native. He is from the North Sea Islands and has only been in the plains for three years. His qualifications are too low.

"Impossible, the axe is so poor, and a stick is used as a treasure, where can Sieg's resources be promoted to Tier 4?"

Roy, the boss of the fried chicken gang, held his chest with his hands in his arms, and said with a disdainful look that he and Sieg had a bit of a holiday and passed his punching fist.

"Who knows, maybe someone made a fortune?

Or his cousin supported him with a set of resources."

Guardian gang leader Isam Dama Jindao sat on a gray wooden box and said with a smile.

He is also a Berserker class, but only in Tier 3, he is bold and has a deep friendship with Sieg.

Roy sneered and smiled contemptuously at Issam: "Get down, he's going to make a fortune, why not call you?

Are you stupid striptease?"

With a bang, the bald Issam slammed a punch on the wooden box board under his butt, his face flushed: "Skinny monkey, believe it or not I hang you up and pump it!"

Issam doesn't know how to manage the site, and the Guardian Gang just bluffs people by name. They are often drunk today.

Normally, it's fine, but since the outbreak of the Ghoul Rebellion, coupled with the looting of the population by Marcelo, few caravans dared to do business, and they have lost most of their income sources.

The more than 40 people under his staff also want to have a meal. No, he takes the lead in striptease and earns some money for drinks.

Roy snorted coldly and did not continue to provoke. Instead, he turned to look at a fat man with slender eyebrows and a moustache: "Black fox, your brain is so good, it's sinister enough, analyze what happened today. ."

The fat man nicknamed Black Fox smiled, holding a piece of paper between his fingers: "I don't know if you have noticed, the content on this blue paper."

Rennes wrote four flyers for Garcia to print. This is the last one. The content is:

As we all know, Marcelo is not a person who likes to suffer losses. He is willing to be a traitor and cooperate with demons just to make huge profits.

Top-secret information. Someone once witnessed the Skeleton Gang moving a few heavy boxes into his residence, which contained...

The content comes to an abrupt end here, everything depends on imagination.

Issam was thinking about it, breathing a little shortly: "I have been unable to figure out what benefits the demon descendant has given to make Marcelo betray humans.

What rare treasure will be in it?"

"Maybe it's just Sieg made up?" Roy frowned.

In his heart, he actually believed that Marcelo had gained a great advantage, otherwise, why would a hero like a ghost hand sell his life to a ghoul!

"Then why did Sieg smash with Marcelo? It may be for those treasures!"

"Perhaps Sieg has colluded with the strange hero Zolo."

"The Skeleton Gang really has a lot less manpower, and Ugo is gone. Now is really a good time to do it!"

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When the gang talked, many people were greedy.

Rehn's four flyers were very targeted. The first one said that the Skeleton Gang's strength dropped sharply, and the second one pushed Sieg to the front of the stage.

The third insulted Marcelo himself and eliminated some people's long-standing fear of him.

The last one reveals the great benefits of ghost hands.

Of course, these are not the most important things.

The fat man nicknamed Black Fox smiled: "No matter how many of them are true and how many are false, we can go and watch and see the situation before making a decision.

If Sig can really take down Marcelo, we can follow suit."

Issam slapped his thigh and said loudly, "Die fat man, you are the wisest!

You are right, let's join in the fun and see what tricks the axe can do before we make a decision!"

For Rennes, as long as someone comes to join in the fun, it is considered successful.

Those four flyers are not a killer's trick, and they are at best a gimmick if not expected to convince many people.5599 novel www.dy5599.com

In the evening, the sun set, and the sunset glowed half the sky.

On the central square of the town, there are crowds of people, workers, grooms, gangsters, vegetable farmers, women, children... Many people stand around the square, watching the makeshift wooden high platform in the center.

Many people came to see the excitement, but few dared to approach the high platform. Everyone was watching from a distance.

Quite a few people were talking about it, the scene was very noisy, and the noise was continuous.

Even the monster Zolo failed. In fact, deep down in everyone's hearts, they didn't believe that Sieg could do it.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the time is up. The male protagonist Sieg is now in a black suit, tie, and combed hair. It is estimated that he has spent a lot of hair spray.

Following Da Da's footsteps, he stepped up to the high platform step by step, and when he walked to the center of the high platform, he could not help sweating his palms as he was watched by thousands of eyes below.

Sieg had never been watched by so many people together, and he was standing on a high platform.

His heart is banging, success or failure depends on this!

Won the sea view villa, three wives and four concubines, lost the desperate world, moved bricks on the construction site.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The thunderous voice spread throughout the audience, and many people were shocked to their eardrums, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

This is not only a loud voice, but also one of the Berserker's professional skills, a certain roaring ability.

For example, the berserker "Blood Axe" Jonathan once used a roar to destroy the phantom clone of the Marquis of Ruimoer Cullo.

Sieg cleared his throat, stared at the crowd a little further away, and recalled the line: "People of Farroland, my compatriots, I know that many of you will think that I am sensationalizing!

But I want to tell you that today you are indifferent to the misfortunes of others, and when the disaster strikes tomorrow, no one will come to save you!

Because you will only hope that others will stand up like a fool, and you will watch the play behind safe!

When the butcher knife is swung at you, no one will speak out for you, because the truly brave warriors who you regarded as jumping clowns are dead!

Look at what you are now, you don't even have the courage to take a step forward!"

This opening remark was somewhat unexpected, and the audience was silent.

Sieg watched the melon-eating people who still no one dared to come by, and didn't panic in his heart.

Renn told him that the first wave of people would come to support him soon.

In a corner of the square, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes pulled the hands of several partners: "Let's go, let's go and take a look."

"What's wrong with you? What if someone from the Skeleton Gang sees it?" a companion asked puzzled.

The blonde youth had a firm expression and a sonorous and powerful tone: "I am not a bully! What a skeleton help, I can't scare me!

One me fell, there are thousands of me!"

The loud voice drew many people around.

For those 4 fragrant silver coins!He thought to himself.

Seeing his fearless look, a few friends were inspired, their brains rushed, and they walked down the stage together.

"Go, let's go and take a look! Don't be afraid, can the Skeleton Gang trouble us one by one?" A middle-aged aunt yelled, and pulled the other two aunts with a bewildered face to the stage.

On the edge of the square, an old woman with gray hair and crutches walking tremblingly called to a young man: "Young man, can you help me over?"

The guy in the straw hat hesitated for a moment, held her hand, and exhorted: "Grandma, it will be dangerous to walk past. The Skeleton Gang may be hidden in the crowd.

They may trouble you afterwards."

The old grandma showed a kind smile, shook the wooden crutch in her hand, and said slightly slurred: "Young man, what's the fear, let's not persuade you, I will cover you.

That is to say, grandma is old, otherwise he would have blown Marcelo's head with a stick!"

The young man was dumbfounded, and was dragged by the old grandmother to the high platform.

Jokes, grandma, I'm a professional actor!

A burly man in worker clothes hurriedly pointed to the old woman and said to her friends: "Co-workers, you see, the 70-year-old grandmother is bolder than you!

What are you afraid of, it's just a mere gang of skeletons, it's just a dish, I'll go there first, and whoever won't come will have no eggs!"