Chapter 820: Devil's game

"Hi, long time no see. Master Bobby." Ye Hao condescendingly looked down at Bobby.
Although Bobby can't speak, he can move his body. He is trying to crawl away with his hands on the ground. At this moment, his heart is occupied by the desire to survive.
He had just climbed less than a few tens of centimeters before his head was stepped on by a shoe.
"You know, why should I kill you?"
"There are so many dudes in this world, and I don't care about it either."
Ye Hao has an indifferent expression on his face: "But what you shouldn't say. Yellow pig? If you say something that shouldn't be said, you will have to pay the price, and take care of your mouth in the next life."
"Ohh Ohh ohh"
Bobby burst into tears. He couldn't understand why he was going to die after just saying a few words. He couldn't understand why God had thrown this demon here.
Break his original "good" life.
In the end, only a crisp sound was heard, and Bobby lost consciousness.
Ye Hao raised his head and didn't want to see the disgusting scene on the ground. He raised his foot and wiped it on Bobby's back.
"I...I can go now." The man swallowed and whispered.
Although there was anger in his heart, he did not dare. The man in front of him was a demon. He just wanted to live now.
"You can go now." Ye Hao nodded.
The black man breathed a sigh of relief, but his body froze as soon as he took a step.
"But the place you are going is not over there, you should go to your companion."
The man turned his head abruptly, and he almost roared with a crying voice: "I have completed the task you gave, and you should fulfill your promise..."
"NO, NO. This is just a game for me."
A silver light flashed in Ye Hao's hand, and the man covered his throat with his eyes wide open.
"And you call me the devil, do you think there will be survivors in the game of the devil."
thump
The man fell to the ground.
Ye Hao dried the blood on the chasing blade in his hand and slowly walked into the darkness.
The sunrise at dawn slowly shone on this land.
An off-road vehicle was speeding on the grassland. Ye Hao held the steering wheel with his right hand and put the other hand on the window.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, his eyes in the rearview mirror were very cold.
Zi Zi Zi
Ye Hao stopped the car abruptly, and he took a deep breath.
Since the first battle in Xiangdu, Ye Hao's strength has grown a lot since he recovered, almost equivalent to the middle stage of the refining realm, and there are faint signs of contact in the later stage.
But the improvement in strength made Ye Hao not too happy, he found that his heart became more and more indifferent.
If you change to who you were a year ago and let two groups of people kill each other, you will appreciate it indifferently.
He couldn't do this kind of thing.
But for him at this moment, this couldn't be more normal, and there won't even be the slightest wave in his heart.
"I think so much. They say I am a devil, I am a devil." Ye Hao clutched his own face and laughed at himself.
He picked up a bottle of mineral water next to it and sprinkled it on his face.
"If being a demon can make me cool, and it can give me the ability to protect my friends, why not be a demon?"
"I just killed a bunch of people. As for how they died, is there any difference?"
With blood in his eyes, Ye Hao stepped on the accelerator again, and the car slowly moved into the distance.
...
In the small town, the old farmer Paul Bobby's family was brutally murdered. The next day there was a stir, and the police in the small town police station came to investigate.
The final preliminary judgment was that a group of robbers attacked the farm villa and found several unknown corpses at the scene. There were also traces of fighting with the farm bodyguards.
Except for the police, who were busy working on this matter, everyone else in the town ushered in a carnival.
The old bartender in the only tavern in the town even typed in the words "free beer".
In a slightly old two-story building, Uncle Matthew closed the door gleefully and walked in with a hip flask.
He saw his daughter Tasha sitting on the table, holding a wooden box in her hand. There were some diamonds and other things in the wooden box. The value was less than 100,000 Australian dollars.
"Daughter, why did you take these things out again." Uncle Matthew walked forward in three and two steps, closed the wooden box, and stuffed it into a secret compartment under the bed.
After that, Uncle Matthew opened the door and window cautiously and looked outside, and he was relieved to make sure that no one was nearby.
"Tasha, what did Mr. Ye tell us? It's best not to take out this thing within a few months, wait for a long time, and then find a big city to sell these things one after another. Why don't you listen!" Uncle Matthew blamed his daughter.
Tasha lowered her head aggrievedly, her eyes a little lost.
"I...I just wanted to see. He left without saying goodbye, leaving only this little thing."
Uncle Matthew was here, and seeing her daughter look like this, how could she not know what she was thinking.
"Hey, Tasha. Don't blame my father for speaking too directly, Mr. Ye and we are not in the same world. He is a wandering lion, and only the eagle with wings spread out beside him."
"I know...I...I just." Tasha was disappointed.
...
Leaving the castle on the fifth day.
Ye Hao's off-road vehicle was parked in a gas station, and he handed a few Australian dollars and a few empty oil drums to the gasman.
"The car and the oil drum are all full."
"okay."
The attitude of the fueler was pretty good, perhaps because Ye Hao gave a lot of money. "Brother, let me ask you something. Where are the boulders where the war of warriors took place?" Ye Hao has been driving towards central Australia for a day and a night since leaving the town yesterday, and rested halfway through the journey. One or two small
Time.
"Sir, you also came to see the Battle of the Warriors? Walk about 20 kilometers ahead, you can see the primitive tribe, and the people there will tell you where the boulder remains are."
The fueler filled Ye Hao's car and the tank with fuel, and put away the fuel gun.
"But seeing that you are a foreigner, I would like to remind you. The people there are very xenophobic and have a bad temper. They are all indigenous.
"Thank you."
Ye Hao started the car and moved on.
After driving for more than ten kilometers in the direction pointed by the fueler, Ye Hao saw that many people were moving in one direction.
Some people drive cars, some ride motorcycles, and some ride horses.
Everyone has excited expressions on their faces.
After driving a lot of roads, Ye Hao finally reached the primitive tribe that the fueler said.
In fact, it is a primitive tribe, not too primitive, there is no such thing as a savage naked person.
Most people are similar to Ye Hao, except that everyone has a variety of weapons around their waists, and their faces are painted in strange lines with blood and black soil.
The buildings of this tribe are very ancient. They are basically made of wood and built on water. The outer wall is surrounded by wood and stone, which is ten meters high.
Let the entire tribe lean on the water on one side, and walls made of stones and wooden pillars on three sides.
And not far from the tribe is a place almost the same as the small town where Ye Hao was before, which is much more modern than here. "No! Our tribe does not allow the weak to enter!"