Chapter 1497 I Killed Him, Who Among You Has a Problem?

Being surrounded and flattered by the crowd, Zhang Tai's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to maintain that smiling and calm expression.

Only when his eyes moved did he inadvertently reveal a look of contempt.

Why can the third level be called the high priest?

Because only at this step can the priest be truly out of the bottom and no longer need to rush for a living.

Even if he goes to a low-order crack, the third-level priest can still be treated as a guest of honor and become the main combat force.

It's a pity that in his lifetime, how many priests can reach this step?

Not to mention the group of first-level ants in front of him, even Peter Yang may not be able to be promoted to the third level!

And the third level is just the beginning. As long as all these plans are successful, he still has plenty of time to be promoted to the fourth level, or even the fifth level priest.

When the time comes to unite the Yunxiao tribe, won't the Zhang family have the final say on the crack No. 37?

After the flattery, Peter Yang immediately stood up and said loudly:

"I beg the leader to punish the priest Thomas of the Fire Fist Tribe. This person is arrogant. He agreed to our alliance's request on the surface, but secretly played two-faced tricks, intending to let our people charge and sit back to reap the benefits. His behavior is really bad!"

If the highest-level priest in the alliance is only level two, it would be a bit funny to punish Thomas, who is also level two.

But now that Zhang Tai has successfully promoted to level three, Peter Yang's request sounds much more reasonable at this time.

However, what surprised everyone in the field was that Zhang Tai could still stick to his principles.

He glared at Peter Yang first, and then said:

"Priest Peter Yang, don't say this kind of thing in the future. Priest Thomas is a member of our alliance anyway. Even if his behavior seems a bit bad at the moment, we have no right to punish him."

"Besides, what if Priest Thomas kills Shadu alone?"

Kill Shadu alone?

After Zhang Tai finished speaking, the priests in the field looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing.

Including Priest Yuying, they shook their heads helplessly.

Really cruel.

Zhang Tai's flattery directly put the Fire Fist Tribe and Thomas in opposition to the Alliance.

Now even if the Thunder Tribe attacks the Fire Fist Tribe again, the Alliance has enough reasons to choose to watch the battle.

This is absolutely terrible news for the Fire Fist Tribe.

"Please, everyone, breakfast is ready!"

As they spoke, the group entered the Zhushikeng Tribe.

Zhang Tai ordered people to bring food.

On the plate, butter cakes were placed according to the number of people, with a few dishes of pickles, which was not rich.

But as long as they thought that these were all free, the priests immediately ate voraciously and were very satisfied.

"Priest Li Hongfeng, I may need your help later..."

Yuying gently divided half of her butter cake and placed it on Li Hongfeng's tray.

As priests of the same auxiliary route, the two actually have a very good relationship, but they just don't show it most of the time.

"Oh, you don't want to tip off the Fire Fist Tribe, do you?"

"Yes... I'm worried that Shadu will take advantage of the alliance's attitude to attack the Fire Fist Tribe." Yuying hesitated.

"Big Brother Thomas once saved my life, and the old chief of the Fire Fist Tribe also has a good relationship with my clan leader. I'm sorry that I can't stand by and watch at this critical moment."

"I knew it."

Li Hongfeng shook his head slightly, but did not put the biscuit handed over by Yuying back, obviously agreeing to this matter.

"But Big Brother Thomas is already level two, and he is also a combat priest, I'm afraid he can't use us!"

"That's different, we still have to do what we should do, actually... I'm thinking..."

Yuying suddenly lowered her voice, "Since Priest Thomas is already level two, after this, we can also learn from the Zhushikeng Tribe and unite around the Fire Fist Tribe to form an alliance."

Staying in the Avengers Alliance, the first-level priests of several small tribes are not comfortable.

Apart from being able to eat for free, their opinions are not taken seriously.

To put it bluntly, it feels like being under house arrest.

Especially since Zhang Tai has been promoted to level three, it is foreseeable that the right to speak will be further reduced in the future.

Sometimes, Yuying even wonders if the Benlei tribe and the Zhushikeng tribe have reached some agreement.

They are unscrupulously recruiting people to join with the threat brought by Shadu.

Anyone who is unwilling to join will be forced to be deserted by everyone like the Huoquan tribe.

"Hush..."

Li Hongfeng was frightened by Yuying's boldness and quickly made a silent gesture.

But at this moment, the dining room next door suddenly quarreled, and there was also the sound of breaking plates.

It was the first-level priest of the Bingyun tribe, 'Xue Jing'!

As the most hot-tempered among the priests, when the Zhushikeng tribe called for the formation of the Revenge Alliance, Xue Jing took the lead in responding. Why did he suddenly quarrel?

Yuying and Li Hongfeng looked at each other and quickly stuffed the cakes on the plate into the cloth bag.

Changing one's attitude according to the situation is a compulsory course for every auxiliary route priest.

Since Xue Jing dared to quarrel here, it must be no small matter.

As expected, just when the two of them were about to leave the dining room, they saw a divine light flashing next door.

An ice cone suddenly flashed from the air and nailed to the open space outside the house, leaving a large piece of ice.

The waiter who was about to leave with a tray was frightened by the scene and fell to the ground. He couldn't stop shaking and sweat ran down his head.

Damn, they're going to do it now?

Li Hongfeng's eyebrows jumped, and then he heard Xue Jing rushing out and roaring: "Come back and tell me why the pickles brewed by our Bingyun tribe were looted by the Benlei tribe and now appear in your Zhushikeng tribe?"

"Have you reached some agreement with the Benlei tribe, and are deceiving me here, and are going to organize some kind of revenge alliance to tease us?"

What?

The pickles looted by the Benlei tribe appeared in Zhushikeng?

The priests who came out of the dining room were all shocked, and some bad thoughts immediately flashed through their minds.

"Priest Xue Jing, calm down, maybe you just made a mistake. There is no name on the pickles, so how can they be the pickles of your Bingyun tribe?"

Peter Yang came out to smooth things over, but hearing his obviously unconfident voice, everyone's doubts became even worse.

"Get lost, although there is no name on this pickle, which tribe in the surrounding hundreds of kilometers can produce this taste? You really treat me like a three-year-old kid, don't you?"

"Taste?"

After Xue Jing's reminder, everyone remembered that the pickles of Bingyun Tribe are indeed unique.

In the past, when the pickles were out of the tank every year, the surrounding tribes would send people to buy them to improve the lives of the residents.

"Don't tell me that this is what Zhushikeng Tribe bought before. The taste of pickles changes every year. The pickles I just ate are obviously the new pickles this year. I didn't expect them to be plundered by the Benlei Tribe and appear in your Zhushikeng Tribe!"

The divine light on Xue Jing's body was brewing, and she had no intention of giving in.

In fact, she was the only priest who had fought with Shadu alone.

If Shadu hadn't planned to attack and kill the priests to attract the attention of other large tribes around, Xue Jing would have been dead.

Now that she can make a fuss, no one present is surprised.

"What Priest Xue said makes sense. We have stockpiled pickles from the Bingyun Tribe before, but the taste has really changed after a year."

"The pickles in this plate should be pickles. Let me try it. Hey, it really tastes like the Bingyun Tribe."

"How is it possible? How could the pickles snatched by the Benlei Tribe appear in Zhushikeng?"

"Did the Benlei Tribe sell the pickles? No, they can't sell them to Zhushikeng."

"..."

The priest on the scene stepped forward and tasted the pickles on the plate next to the waiter. It really tasted the same as the Bingyun Tribe.

Peter Yang also stepped forward to taste it, and his face suddenly changed.

Damn, the taste of the Bingyun Tribe's pickles is really unique.

The taste of salty and sour, sour and sweet, other tribes really can't imitate it.

This is really a big trouble!

If Xue Jing holds on to this point, it will be a big deal. If the priests present find out that the Benlei tribe and Zhushikeng have a secret deal, it will be all over!

Peter Yang thought about it and immediately winked at the priest next to him.

Only three people in the Avengers Alliance knew about the cooperation between Zhushikeng and the Benlei tribe.

In addition to him, only Zhang Tai and the priest of the Anshikeng tribe, Lauren More, knew about it.

However, both of them are second-level priests, and it is not appropriate to argue with Xue Jing in this situation.

Let the priests of the same level take the lead in the charge, so that they can stand on the high ground and fool the matter.

"What? Priest Xue, it's just a pickle, do you still want to convict the Zhushikeng tribe?"

The priest who was winked at immediately stood up.

It was Nan Yaohui, the priest of Feishikeng.

"Zhushikeng provides you with good food and drink, and helps you to bear the pressure from the Benlei tribe. Could it be that you really raised a group of ungrateful people who don't know what's good for you?"

"What are you barking about? Who is the ungrateful person?"

Xue Jing shouted back angrily without any mercy: "The evidence is here. Can you explain to me why the pickles looted by the Benlei tribe are here?"

"What do you need to explain? Are you giving me face?"

Nan Yaohui said sarcastically, "When the Benlei tribe came to attack us, we seized a lot of supplies. These pickles are from that batch of supplies. Is there a problem?"

Huh?

This explanation seems to be okay.

Peter Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately added: "That's right. When the Benlei tribe was defeated by us and fled together, a lot of supplies were indeed left behind."

"Heh, I knew you were going to say that."

Xue Jing sneered, turned back to the dining room, and walked out with four pottery jars hooked on her fingers.

"You're not going to tell me that the Benlei tribe brought a few pottery jars of pickles when they attacked, right?"

At this point, Nan Yaohui was a little speechless.

And at this point, the surrounding priests all frowned and realized that something was wrong.

The distance between the Benlei tribe and the Zhushikeng tribe was far from the point where they needed to march with food and supplies.

What's more, pickles can only be used for seasoning, not as dry food.

Could it be that the Benlei tribe really had something shameful to do with the Zhushikeng tribe?

"Priest Xue, why bother, why bother making such a fuss!"

A rough voice sounded, and Zhang Tai, who had just left, finally rushed over.

"Alliance Master Zhang, you are here just in time. You are the priest of Zhushikeng tribe. Why don't you explain to us where these pickles come from?"

Even though Zhang Tai has been promoted to level three, Xue Jing still has no intention of giving in.

It's just that in his words, he was still two points weaker because of his lack of strength.

"Sorry, Priest Xue, I can't explain this to you!"

Zhang Tai bent down, picked up the pickles on the ground and smelled them, and shook his head regretfully.

"This is indeed the pickles from Bingyun tribe, but I really don't know why they appear in our Zhushikeng tribe."

"I wonder if it's a trick of Benlei tribe to alienate us?"

He is really a famous old fox.

Zhang Tai explained in three or two sentences, not only answering Xue Jing's question, but also throwing back a new question.

The pickles are indeed from Bingyun tribe, that's no problem.

But I just want to bite it to death and don't know where it comes from, what can you do?

Sure enough, Xue Jing's face changed. He obviously realized that Zhang Tai was completely different from the others. It was impossible to get the answer by simply questioning.

"Then according to what Zhang said, we can only ask the Benlei tribe for verification now?"

"Priest Xue is too anxious."

Zhang Tai smiled confidently, "The Benlei tribe must be more anxious than us now, and Shadu must be thinking about how to break the situation. I believe that as long as we continue to cooperate sincerely, the day when we take down the Benlei tribe and kill Shadu, everything will be clear!"

"You..."

Xue Jing wanted to say something else, but saw Zhang Tai's face suddenly turned cold, and the divine light on his body was brewing.

"Why, I have explained so much, and Priest Xue still has any questions?"

"Do you think we in Zhushikeng will cooperate with the Benlei tribe for some pickles and some supplies?"

The strong pressure of the third-level priest came over.

All the priests, including Xue Jing, realized that there was actually a huge gap between them and the other party.

They could listen to these explanations or not. If they continued to argue like this...

"Heh, our leader Zhang is so powerful!"

At this moment, a strange and disdainful laugh suddenly came from the door.

At the same time, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Zhang Tai subconsciously mobilized his divine power to block the black shadow a few steps away.

Looking closely, there was an uproar in the field.

A series of divine lights swept up from the priests, reflecting the divine light in the courtyard.

"Shadu, you are so brave that you dare to rush into our Avengers?"

"Hahaha, Shadu, today is your death."

"Form a formation, form a formation, today Shadu can't be allowed to leave alive no matter what!"

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you are so arrogant, I have to admire you!"

"..."

Shadu stood by the wall with his eyes wide open, and the familiar face made Zhang Tai's face tighten subconsciously.

But soon, everyone immediately realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Shadu's size?

It was as if he was squatting on the ground, only half a person's height, and his expression was unusually stiff.

No.

This Shadu...

"What kind of alliance is just talking nonsense every day, how long has it been since they are still talking nonsense here!"

At the entrance of the courtyard.

Thomas hunched over and stepped in arrogantly.

"Shadu is dead, I killed him, who among you has a problem?"

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