Chapter 988: Turtle in the Urn

In the wild boar Buck's rage, he did not completely lose his mind.
He knew that it was not far from the Blood Skull Arena, and there were many warriors of the Bloodhoof family nearby.
There is a distance from the active area of ​​the Ironhide family.
What's more, they are from Hongxi Town and are merely vassals of the Ironhide family.
If the Ironhide family knows that they have been so humiliated, five ambush and one wants revenge, but the other party escapes.
The Ironhide family won't give them a good face.
Thinking of this, Buck the wild boar gritted his teeth, waved his battle axe at the big Buck, and roared: "Buck of the bloodhoof family, you wait, the contest between us is far from over!"
With that, the five wild boar warriors turned over the wall and quickly disappeared into the deep darkness.
Big Buck naturally wanted to keep one or two of them as evidence.
But the other party cooperates tacitly, and both have the power of totem, if he jumps over the wall in a hurry, he may not get the benefit.
Not to mention the noise in all directions, and the flickering lights, like a burning flood, approaching here.
And the little ratman who got out of the corner inexplicably was still screaming.
Damn, Big Buck never knew that the little rat man could make such a harsh scream.
It is almost like attracting everyone in the surrounding four or five streets.
Fortunately, the mouse gave a warning.
Otherwise, he is very likely to confess here today.
Thinking of this, Big Buck couldn't help but ooze a cold sweat.
Of course, it is impossible for him to be grateful for this mouse.
"Asshole, stop calling!"
With a gloomy expression on his face, he picked up the rat man's servant, "Who are you, how can you get mixed up with the pig from Hongxi Town?"
The rat man's little boy was shaken violently by him twice, and his neck was about to break, which forced the scream back into his stomach.
"Master Big Buck, are you okay? You beat them away? Great! Thank goodness, great! Ouch!"
The rat man's little boy was in a panic, incoherent, and even wriggling to move forward, hugging Big Buck's thigh tightly.
Big Buck threw him on the ground with a look of disgust, opened his coat with the tip of a knife, and saw the cat ear badge that was buttoned back on the inside of the coat.
This action caused a misunderstanding to the Ratman's little boy. He thought that Big Buck would use the tip of a knife to pick out his heart.
He was so frightened that he kept begging for mercy: "Master Buck, I am the little servant of the sugar house, you know me! Last time you won a big win at the Golden Finger Casino, you also rewarded me with 20 bones. Coins!"
"Huh, of course I know you are from the sugar house!"
Big Buck had never noticed the appearance of the Ratman little boy.
In his opinion, these most despicable, most insignificant, and lowest-level untouchables all look the same.
However, a few times when he was lucky, he ran to the sugar house drunkly after winning a lot of money at the Goldfinger Casino. He had also thrown money all over the sky, and let the scramblers scramble for it, which was also a pleasure.
Compared to the identity of the rat man, he is more concerned about, "Wait, how do you know who I am, those pigs in Red Creek Town, and how do you know that I am in the sugar house and will be in the sugar house during this time," Passing by here?"
Big Buck has well-developed limbs, but his mind is by no means simple.
The role of "watching the field" is to deal with emergencies on the arena and to calm the emotions in the audience. Many problems cannot be solved perfectly by force alone.
Big Buck's thoughts turned, his pupils instantly shrank into pinpoints, and he furiously said: "Did you reveal my whereabouts? You humble mouse, how dare you betray me!"
"I-"
The rat-man's little boy wriggled all over the floor, really like a panicked earthworm, trying to find a crack in the ground to hide.
He furiously argued, "It's not me. They knew you were in the sugar house. They just caught me and led the way. I can't help it, Lord Buck, they are also clan masters. I really can't help it. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. what!"
At the end, he said "wow", really crying, tears and nose, and his face was muddled.
Big Buck's expression was like seeing a slug infected with the plague.
Both disgusting and disgusting.
At this time, the noise and lights around are getting closer.
As if someone would appear from the corner at any time.
There are dozens of figures hidden behind the windows on the high walls near and far.
I don't know if they can see the appearance of Big Buck clearly.
Hearing the noise from far and near, the mouse man sighed a little bit of relief, both as an excuse and as if asking for credit, saying: "Fortunately, I broke free of their control at the last moment and risked my life to jump. Come out to warn Lord Big Buck that these pigs from Hongxi Town...the wild boar talents did not succeed.
"Please don't worry, Lord Buck, I just called out loudly. Someone will come soon. At that time, we will definitely be able to catch these wild boars!"
Big Buck finally couldn't help it and kicked the rat man.
"Idiot, what are you doing so loudly, calling so many people over, how can I explain my lord, I have appeared in this alley so late!"
"Hey?"
The rat man was dumbfounded.
It seems that I just thought of this serious problem.
"Then, I will take Master Buck back to the sugar house?" He asked cautiously, a little at a loss.
Big Buck pondered for a moment.
The cry for help made by this kid just now was too sharp, and the content was "Help, murder", and the direction was very clear.
Therefore, he could perceive a lot of samurai who were flying over the wall, quickly approaching here.
If you return to the sugar house, you may be blocked on the road.
The samurai who rushed over didn't know whether he was a victim or a murderer. They would definitely want him to show his true colors and explain why he appeared here.
If he is unwilling, the misunderstanding might get worse.
What if he was really persecuted by more than a dozen samurai, showing his true face in such a terrible place?
Then tomorrow the whole blood skull arena will be spreading his gossip.
In addition, there are still many high-powered people in the sugar house at this moment, far from his little "watching" to provoke.
Big people usually hate trouble very much.
If they knew that he was the one who brought the trouble near the sugar house, he would definitely have a very bad impression on him.
And more importantly, he hadn't had time to interrogate this sly kid.
How could this kid fall into the hands of the pigs in Hongxi Town, what did he say to the pigs, and how did the pigs know their whereabouts?
Even if you bring this kid back to the sugar house and give it to the boss, you can slowly squeeze all the clues from this kid.
But it's about his own safety and reputation, Big Buck is still more inclined to do it himself.
Thinking of this, Big Buck squinted.
"No, we won't go back to the sugar house."
He said to the rat man, "Isn't your boss near the sugar hut and built several secret tunnels? Take me out of the secret tunnel."
"Yes, secretly!"
The rat man slapped his head, struggling to get up.
The more flustered, the more mistakes he made, and he fell again, grinning in pain.
"They beat me, Lord Buck, they almost beat me to death!"
While explaining his clumsiness, the mouse man awkwardly asked Big Buck to support himself, "Look, my injury, here and here!"
Big Buck was not interested in the injury of the rat man's little boy.
But he didn't want to be entangled with the untouchables who were destined to not see the sun rise tomorrow morning at the knotty eyes that might appear at any time, such as idle people.
He dragged the mouse man up, and tried his best to endure the anger and said: "I see it, don't worry, when you get into the secret tunnel, tell me well, I will be fair for you!"
"Thank you so much, kind and generous Master Buck!"
The rat man's little boy is grateful.
He staggered and trot all the way ahead.
He was familiar with the road and ran into a dead alley full of debris.
Found a tattered wooden crate at the end of the alley.
Pushing open the wooden box, underneath is a chain full of dust.
The ratman's little sibling used all his strengths and desperately pulled the chain, and lifted a wooden board under the chain, revealing a dark secret path.
"Please, Lord Buck, this secret tunnel was carefully dug by our boss, and the exit is behind the'Dead Dwarf Head Tavern'. Be safe!"
The mouse man nodded and said with a bow.
Of course, Big Buck knew that in and around every sugar house, several or even a dozen underpasses extending in all directions would be carefully built.
It is convenient to leave safely in case of emergencies, or allow big people to get in and out without knowing it.
However, most of the underpasses lead directly to the inside of the sugar house.
Judging from the dust on the chains, this underpass set outside the sugar house looks like it hasn't been used for a long time.
It seems that I won't be disturbed later.
It really meets his requirements.
Big Buck grinned silently.
Take back the totem armor that had been worn for a long time and began to tingle faintly.
He went into the secret tunnel without hesitation.
The ratman's cub re-filled the back with debris and pulled up the wooden crate, and then covered the wooden board from the crate.
The secret tunnel suddenly became invisible.
The mouse man reached out his hand and touched it, accidentally touching Big Buck's sword.
He was taken aback and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Yes, I'm sorry, Lord Buck, this secret tunnel is not often used. I, I have only come down once, and I am not very familiar with the environment here."
"It's ok."
Big Buck's eyes are bright, and with his strength, he can naturally outline the dark outline around him.
This is a tunnel going straight back and forth.
Perhaps because it was just a spare secret tunnel, there was no "careful construction" as the Ratman Xiaosi said.
However, there are still a few oil lamps in the pit on the wall.
Buck ignited an oil lamp and handed it to the Ratman's young man, motioning him to lead the way.
Lights the size of broad beans hit the shadows of the two on the wall, twisting them into the appearance of teeth and claws.
The mouseman sighed for a long time, carrying the oil lamp, and walking in front, unaware that his entire back was exposed under the horns and saber of Big Buck.