Chapter 349: Machine Transformation

But soon, Tan Bin and the others discovered a problem, that is, they couldn't understand what the wolves were saying. Seeing that they had taken a risk and their work was in vain, they heard the old mouse nearby Thumping, nasal whirring seems to have something to say.

"Untie him!"

He untied the rope on his mouth, and finally spit out the stone in his mouth. The old mouse moved his mouth a few times, and quickly said: "Brother Liu, I, I can speak wolf language! You swear that you will not kill me or kill me!" Life, I will help you translate!"

The old mouse is a sensible person, he found that the three of Tan Bin and the others are definitely not ordinary stragglers, they are completely the kind of well-trained hard stubble, their identities are definitely not simple, and even going out of the slave caravan must be trying to hide it identity. This is a fatal matter for him. Once Tan Bin and the others want to leave, will they keep him alive? Enough.

So the old mouse was overjoyed when he found out that Tan Bin and the others could not speak the language of the wolf clan, and understood that this was his chance to survive.

"Do you speak the werewolf language?"

"Yes, yes! I was an interpreter at first, and then I joined the hunting team. What that guy said just now was... he was scolding the three brothers."

The old mouse was afraid that Tan Bin and the others wouldn't believe it, so he opened his mouth and yelled. Although it sounded weird, it didn't seem like he was messing around. Moreover, the raised wolves really responded, followed by a yell.

"what did he say?"

The old mouse curled his lips and replied: "He called us "thirst and fear".

"What the hell?"

"Hey, it's a kind of bug on the land of barbarians. It's disgusting. It burrows into dung piles. These barbarians only swear a few words, and "thirst cage fear" is already a relatively vicious way of swearing. By the way, Brother Liu, can you Untie the rope for me? It’s okay to loosen it a little, my legs and hands are numb and I don’t feel anything at all.”

Tan Bin signaled his companion to change the binding method for the old mouse. Then, when the old mouse seemed to feel better, he said, "If you know how to do it, can you translate it for me?"

"Not to kill me?"

"Yes." Tan Bin nodded without hesitation.

After agreeing so quickly, the old mouse hesitated. He really wanted to ask for some guarantee or something, but he didn't know how to ask, how to guarantee it would be useful?

"Old Five, if he doesn't say anything, let him do it. Also kill two of the wolf tribe, keep one and take it back."

"Good boss."

The fifth child took the short knife and pulled the old mouse's hair, and pulled it back, exposing the front neck, and was about to pull the knife over.

"Don't, don't! I trust you! I trust you!"

Tan Bin smiled and helped the old mouse up from the ground, and put him beside the werewolf. Say: "I'll ask later, you translate for me. You translate for me as well as he says. Okay?"

"Okay, Brother Liu, don't worry, I will definitely translate for you."

"Thanks in advance." Tan Bin said to the old mouse with a smile, then turned his head and gave Lao Wu a wink, and the two began to ask the wolf clan again.

Half an hour later, Lao Wu wiped the blood on his hands, and then re-applied himself with ointment to cover up the smell. He asked all the necessary questions, and it was time to continue on the road.

The horse has recovered a lot after resting for more than half an hour. After eating grass and drinking water, it can run two steps again, but it cannot be ridden. The horse regained some strength.

"Boss, should the body be buried?"

"No, there are many wild wolves over there, and the werewolves are just feeding the wild wolves. Don't waste our time. Let's go."

"good."

The extra corpses were thrown on the ground like torn rags. In the distance, wild wolves who had already smelled the smell of blood peeped out in the darkness with their green eyes. Pounced on. They don't think that wolves can't eat, and they can serve as rations for their own kind when they are hungry, otherwise how can they be called wild beasts?

Amidst the sound of gnawing and chewing and low growls, Tan Bin and his party continued to move north with the old mouse and the remaining two werewolves.

On the way, the old mouse was no longer tied like a zongzi, so that he could sit on the horseback. It's just that his hands were still tied behind his back, and a rope was tied around his neck, and the other end was tied to Lao Wu's wrist.

Compared with the wolf men next to the two horses who were still tied into rice dumplings and gagged, the treatment of the old mouse was much better. But the treatment made the old mouse feel even colder.

Just now, he witnessed an exemplary torture performance. Shengsheng kneaded a wolf who seemed to be a tough character into a soft guy, and finally recruited all the things he asked. But still did not survive. Or maybe it should be said "finally freed".

There are also killers in the slave trade association who like to torture the barbarians, and even enjoy it, but they are a minority. How can normal people do the work of torturing people? It's despised again. However, after seeing the tricks of the "Old Five", the old mouse understood what "professionalism" is.

I thought to myself: They are not spies from the Guochao army or other invisible spies, are they?

The more he guessed, the more uneasy the old mouse was. He felt that he would either continue to look for opportunities to escape, or he was afraid that he would not survive.

Talking about "commitment" to spies, isn't this a joke? This kind of person is so ruthless that he can take his own life, and still keep his word with you? Want to fart?

Tan Bin didn't care about what the old mouse was thinking, and he didn't think about whether the old mouse would be killed or released in the end, or whether there were other ways to deal with it. Now his heart is filled with the news he just got from that wolf clan.

While continuing to go north, Tan Bin was making plans.

After walking for more than two hours, Tan Bin called to stop and let him continue to rest.

"Based on the information I got before, I have an idea. Fourth brother, you also have a copy of the Thousand-mile Note. You can continue to return with the news just now. You don't need to enter the customs. Once you enter the range of the Thousand-mile Note, you can send the news back first.

Lao Wu and I took the old mouse and continued to detour to the south. After crossing the Baitou Gorge, I wanted to see if I could go deeper and explore the situation. "

Tan Bin was the leader, and what he said basically dictated the actions of the three-person group. Unless there is obvious chaos and uncertainty, it is impossible for the "fourth" and "fifth" to disagree.

"Then what about the remaining two wolves? Shall I take them away together?" The fourth child glanced at the two wolves thrown on the ground, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

"How can I let you take it away, I will ask cleanly tonight, and then get rid of it. Everyone will pack lightly tomorrow morning."

"That's good. After I pass the news back, I'll meet you near Wuhu Lake, how about it?"

"Okay. Take care of yourself."

After the three discussed it, the screams of the wolves soon resounded at the temporary resting place.