After returning from the mysterious land in the north, a new fusion point was created in Tianhao's body. He devoted himself to physical strength without hesitation and gained powerful power beyond Tiankuai.

The physique of the barbarians far exceeded that of humans in the civilized era. Tianhao was very serious, but he retained the bottom line and did not hurt Xiongkui's life. He screamed and rolled on the ground, feeling a tumbling in his stomach and vomiting a lot of sour water.

Tianhao looked in that direction with disgust, rubbed off the blood stains on his hands, turned around, and inserted his hand between Tiankuang and Xu Kun, who were facing his back, and without much effort, he set a distance of sufficient passage from the middle of the human wall, and walked straight to the two village leaders who were tight all over and maintained the highest alert state.

"If I guess correctly, Xiongkui was urging you to come here to ask for someone?" Tianhao's eyes were cold and his attitude was as hard as a piece of granite.

A heating passage was set up underground in the reception room, and the temperature inside the house was much warmer than outside. After Jianping came in, he took off his leather robe full of snow. He exposed his chest. Although the weapons were stolen, his strong tendon flesh suddenly appeared on his arms, which continued to expand under the drive of anger, and his chest also fluctuated with violent breathing.

"...you, you dare..." He raised his right hand and pointed at Tianhao, and roared sternly: "If you dare to touch me today, Zhangpu Village will be enemies of Panshi Village forever. Also, the king will not let you go!"

Yifeng raised his hand to block Jianping, who clenched his fists, and his teeth clenched. After all, he was old and had experienced many things. He took a step forward and looked at Xiong Kui, the leader of the Huanche Village who was covering his stomach and rolling in pain and completely lost his ability to resist in a short period of time. His eyes returned to Tianhao and asked in confusion: "Ahao, how do you know that Xiong Kui brought us here?"

Although it was an inquiry tone, Yifeng seemed quite calm and threatened in his words.

Tianhao did not turn around, and stood there motionlessly, staring at Yifeng casually and instructed: "Xu Kun, go and call Alan."

Alan was soon taken to the reception room. In front of everyone, she clearly told all her experiences of returning to Chezhai to visit relatives, and deliberately took off her leather robe and clothes, revealing the scars left by being abused and beaten on her shoulders and arms.

The conversation between the leaders was not qualified to participate. Tianhao waited quietly for Alan to tell everything, and Xu Kun took her out of the room, then waved his hand, signaling Tian Kuang and others to lift the alert and scatter the wall. He turned around and walked to Xiong Kui, who had almost recovered, sneered, and grabbed his right hand with irresistible strength.

"You...what are you going to do?" The pain in the abdomen was slowed down than before. Xiongkui was really scared. He thought he was an old leader, and there were leaders of two other villages present. Even if Tianhao would not agree to all the requests he made, he would at least reluctantly agree to half of the requests under the premise of the three villages. But now it seems that this young man is simply a very fierce black howling wolf, regardless of whether he cares about his relatives.

The smile on Tianhao's face was quite playful. He reached out and took out a small steel slat from his pocket, threw it flexibly in the air, grabbed the handle, and pushed the rough and sharp end directly into Xiongkui's thumbnail.

This was a gadget he specially asked the blacksmith Tong Biao to make a gadget for himself to file his nails.

"You...wait...you can't...don't..." Xiong Kui suddenly understood what Tianhao wanted to do. He struggled desperately, his twisting body was like a loach thrown into the fire.

A sinister smile appeared on Tianhao's face: "What are you afraid of? I won't kill you. Since you have the courage to come to Panshi Village, you have to make a complete consideration."

As he said that, he held Xiongkui's palm hard, and the small file penetrated into the middle of his fingers and nails under the force of his hand. Tianhao took the opportunity to lift upwards, and the violent nerve twitching made Xiongkui feel like he was stabbed hard, and then pulled down from the tree like an immature peach. He jumped off the ground with his feet, his eyes flipped up desperately, and his screams were so loud that it could deafen the ears of all the people present, and violent twitching and spasms made his whole body tremble.

A wet mark appeared under his crotch, which quickly flowed to the ground, occupying an area with a disgusting dark yellow.

When Tianhao let go of his hand, everyone saw Xiongkui's nails being picked off, and his thumb was covered with blood.

Medical science and technology in the civilized era have developed to a very high level, and the research theory of human pain nerves has become a discipline alone. It is strange to say that the population in the civilized era far exceeds any dynasty in history, but it abandoned the death penalty and replaced it with "lifetime" and "life imprisonment".

At that time, murder was absolutely forbidden. However, in some countries, as long as they skillfully grasp the warning line that was sanctioned by law, they could cause extremely painful minor harm to others.

The fingers are one of the most concentrated parts of the human body's nerves. The pain caused by the nails to the tortured person is equivalent to the ninth level of the pain index.

This is common sense for special forces members to train.

Everyone belongs to the Leiniu tribe, and Tianhao never thought of killing Xiongkui. Doing so would only bring endless trouble to himself, and might even be directly expelled from the tribe, which would be less than worth the loss.

A mere piece of nail is different. No one would think that this small cuticle would cause fatal damage to a person. Of course, it would be a bit miserable, but after all, we are proud barbarian men. Even if our fingers are broken, we will never blink.

At this moment, Xiongkui would rather have his fingers cut off, and would never have been willing to suffer such tragic pain.

The leader of Qingyuan Village, Yifeng, and the leader of Zhangpu Village, were shocked, and they couldn't help but stand together. Especially Jianping, who had just put away his contempt for Tianhao when he first came to Panshi Village, and had a new understanding of the ruthlessness of this young leader.

Tianhao didn't plan to let Xiongkui go just like this.

He slowly walked closer and stared at the leader of the Wanche Village who was holding his injured thumb with a cold look. Xiongkui trembled in pain, curled up under the wall, and his teeth fought wildly in fierce fear. The "Princess" kept ringing, and the look at Tianhao was no longer arrogant and arrogant, as if the person standing in front of him was not a human at all, but a man-eating monster with a bloody mouth open and sharp fangs exposed.

"Give me your hand." Tianhao's tone was plain and gentle, just like the loving aunt who described bitter soup as delicious sweet soup in kindergarten to trick little friends to drink it.
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