"I like this name, Darryl, which reminds me of many things. . The fastest update." Zhao Mai pulled out the crossbow arrow from the brick and put the three on his left hand in his palm. "Give it, this is your weapon."

"No, the one on the ground is my weapon." Although Darryl said this, she still took the crossbow arrow over. Zhao Mai noticed his posture of hiding the crossbow arrow in the palm of his hand. It seemed that as long as he put a little force on the palm, he could push the crossbow arrow out of the gap between his fingers, just like a claw growing, which could greatly increase the power of his fist.

"Interesting, it seems that you are always ready to fight. This reminds me of a friend of mine who wants to beat me all day long when his mind is a little confused." Zhao Mai leaned down slightly and pointed to his cheek. "Come on, try what will happen."

The orc fisted without hesitation. The crossbow arrows really penetrated through the fingers and stabbed them hard on Zhao Mai's face. After a dull "empty" sound, only one crossbow arrows remained on Zhao Mai's face, and the other two failed on the skin that was harder than the city wall. The back stabbed back made the orc full of blood. The injured muscles and nerves caused his right hand to tremble. However, Darryl didn't say a word, not caring about the injury of his right hand. He took the last crossbow arrow in his right palm with his left hand and continued to slash towards Zhao Mai's neck without moving forward.

Zhao Mai didn't care at all and reached out to pull out the crossbow arrow that pierced into his temple. This was the only weapon to avoid damage caused by bones. He nodded in admiration and then let his weapon pass over. After a sore teeth-scratched the crossbow arrow with his cut skin and directly grabbed it from the orc's grasp.

"What a good fighting spirit." Zhao Mai collected these weapons one by one, and at this time his injuries healed quickly in the muscular movements. "You can continue to try, if I die, I will lose."

Darryl was stunned for a moment, then kicked Zhao Mai under his crotch with a sudden kick.

"Oh, it still hurts!" Zhao Mai grinned, his teeth hit each other constantly, making a rattle sound. With his physical fitness, even if he was injured, he would recover soon and there would be no problems, but he kicked the crotch... the reserve grain was already rolling on the ground with his stomach in his arms, his tongue was shaking, and his mouth was also emitting a "yohehehehe" laugh. That gloating look was the biggest harm to Zhao Mai.

"Silly Dog, if you continue like this, I will stuff my pain into your head. I'll be beaten, you hurt!" After Zhao Mai threatened, he tried hard to get up from the ground and forcibly restrained himself from sitting upright, but he couldn't hold back his laughter, and kept spraying black and gray mist from his nostrils.

The orc hit Zhao Mai again continuously, and could not even make Zhao Mai's words pause. He stopped and said only: "It's so strange, you can't be invincible, you should always have weaknesses. I will find it."

"I like your fighting spirit, but before you find it, you were defeated to me." Zhao Mai said to the orc: "I just destroyed the steel fist, and now you have also defeated me, you have to listen to me."

"No, by the rules, you just won the food below, and it's not a formal challenge. You challenge me and need me to determine the location and form."

"Shut up, it's good to have fighting spirit, but don't waste my time!" Zhao Mai picked up a ball of soil from the ground, clenched it in his hand, and then threw it out in the distance. They were in the valley, and Zhao Mai accurately hit a bare rock on the opposite hillside. Under the impact, the soil drilled into the stone, and then split it from the middle. The orc snorted from his nose, pursed his lips, and stopped talking about the formal challenge. He knew that even if he opened the distance, he would not be his opponent no matter how good the terrain was.

"Do you know if you work for me and follow my orders?" Zhao Mai said to the orc: "If you discover my weakness one day, come and challenge me. Before that, you should shut up and obey well."

"Okay." said the orc, "but you are just the chief of ten, and the chief of centurion is still on your head."

"That's temporary." Zhao Mai picked up the orc's crossbow from the ground. It was a double crossbow stacked up and down, with two crossbow strings, controlled by two separate triggers. "You have to use double arm strength to wind the string together, demonstrate it to me."

The orc took the crossbow, first quickly brushed the soil on it with his fingers, then placed the crossbow at the waist, pulled a curved object on the belt with his right hand, hung it on the crossbow, and then quickly turned the string with the force of the cooperation between his arms and waist, and at the same time, he also hung and stuffed the two crossbow arrows into the groove.

The crossbow raised and aimed at Zhao Mai's eyes. "Do you want to try?" Zhao Mai snorted, then glared his eyes round. The orc shook his head and put it down: "I'm just demonstrating the use of the crossbow to you, just like you said."

"Very good, go eat now. Remember that the settlement you used to be mine now." Zhao Mai pointed at the man who was originally under the Gangquan on the hillside and said, "Let them eat together, you can arrange it."

"There's no problem, but why don't you go and eat it?" The orc looked at Zhao Mai and found that he had no intention of going down. "Winners take all, these are already yours."

"Take me up, don't you understand?" Zhao Mai was not hungry at all, but he still had to act in a way that the orcs could understand. "In that broken valley, if something happens, you won't know anything. Only a fool like you will arrange this!"

"There are the smallest smoke there, and it is most likely to fill them up. If I had more pots, it wouldn't attract you." The orc said, "You showed up with a stone and I saw it, but I guess you would die on the way forward. But there was no difference, even if I attacked from the beginning, the result would still be the same."

"Wait, you said you want to make them full? I remember you were indeed on the hillside. Are you watching for them? What kind of leader are you?" Zhao Mai sniffed the smell of the air and made sure that the orcs had nothing to eat, only the cold weapons and the smell of blood in the wound.

"When I was weak, they let me eat, so I did the same when they were weak."

In a simple sentence, Darryl said it very calmly, but his tone was firm, which was not simple. Zhao Mai looked at him and saw a stubborn force in his pure black eyes, just like his fighting spirit.

Zhao Mai looked back at the group of orcs who were slapped by him. Although they were generally not strong, they were not particularly thin or extremely lacking in nutrition, at least they were close to Daryl's level. If this orc crossbowman acted on his own, he would definitely be able to eat better with his shooting skills.
Chapter completed!