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Wolf Poison’s Suicide Squad is Charging – More Updates for “Huo is Pretty Good” Brother【9/20】_2 Intelligence isn’t a prerequisite for survival among the Wolf People, thus these smart mbers were mostly the outcasts of their respective tribes.
Hog gathered them and protected them from bullying.
Both sides were pleased with this arrangent.
Hog soon announced to his new tribe about King Kenbort’s appreciation towards their small clan and the news of moving their camp to the central area.
This made the mbers of his tribe very delighted.
Moving to the middle of the camp ant more food allocations and better distributed weapons.
They could have more slaves.
“Nash, co here, I have sothing to instruct you.”
Hog quietly called his most trusted subordinate.
Nash looked left and right, quietly followed his chieftain, and the two Wolf People spoke in the darkness.
“King Kenbort returned my previous clan to , there are more than two hundred mbers.”
Hog told Nash.
The latter imdiately cried out with joy, saying:
“This is terrific!
The mbers of your previous clan must be more loyal to you.”
“This is not good news…”
Hog appeared helpless.
He knew that if he faced his previous tribesn, his self-proclaid ‘Grandson of the King of Bone Biting’ status to his current core tribesn would imdiately be exposed.
This was a matter of life and death.
Hog clearly recognized the coldness and disgust in Kenbort’s eyes when he looked at him.
He knew Kenbort despised and hated his mixed blood.
Given the opportunity, the brutal king would certainly not spare him.
But he couldn’t tell Nash about this because that fool would definitely not keep it a secret.
So, Hog instructed Nash saying;
“You have been working hard alongside recently, particularly in selecting people for the new clan.
You diligently followed my orders, and I am very satisfied with that.
I must generously reward you!
So, I have decided to hand my forr clan to you!”
“Ah?”
Nash’s big face, marked with scars, was stupefied with surprise.
Even in his original clan, he was just a Barbarian Soldier.
Now, he would unexpectedly beco a chieftain.
This was completely unimaginable.
“Go, govern your clan.”
Hog patted his shoulder and said:
“You are free to lead them as you wish, of course, you will still remain a mber of the Bloodclaw Clan, that wouldn’t change.
If in the future you lose your clan, I would warmly welco your return to our big family.
Go.
Share this joy with your tribesn.”
Nash dizzily hopped onto his wolf, looked back at Hog.
The latter was grinning at him, waving his claws.
At this mont, Nash was imnsely grateful to his chieftain, Hog.
But after he left, a touch of ferocity flashed in Hog’s gleaming green eyes.
His forr tribesn were a threat!
If he wanted to beco the grandson of the King of Bone Biting, those who knew his origin had to be eliminated.
Only dead Wolf People can truly keep their mouths shut.
But he couldn’t accomplish this in the current Wolf People’s camp.
Um, maybe he should request a little help from his “friends” in the form of the “Pangolin”.
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“How many people have co from the Kato area?”
Moriarty Colando, advancing under the night sky on his Star Realm Giant Wolf, asked his eldest son Mark in the midst of the fluttering of his cloak.
They were currently on their way to the outlet of the Kaderman river, aiming to infiltrate into the underground waterway of the Crimson Castle for a surprise attack.
Mark Colando, who also rode a Giant Wolf and had fetched people from the Kato area, was even larger than his brothers.
He looked like a muscular monster with an inverted triangular upper body.
In response to his father’s question, Mark, with a scar on his face, replied bluntly:
“300!
They are all elite Black Iron Warriors.
The rest who are not so good at combat are still coming, but they are slow.
According to your orders, I have already withdrawn all mbers of our faction from the Kato area.
But father, isn’t this operation a bit risky tonight?
What if this is a trap?”
“Are you doubting my scouting?”
Stand imdiately countered, annoyed:
“That information was obtained through my own scouting!
There’s absolutely no problem.”
“I am simply speaking the truth, I just find this whole situation a bit strange.”
Mark did not heed his foolish brother’s rebuttal.
He only looked at his father, who was enough to convince him, and softly said:
“You also made my two sisters leave Green Island with the tribal mbers and the treasures of the Colando family.
Did you anticipate sothing?
Is that old useless fellow Old Edward planning to act against us?”
“He sent the Grey Claw faction to the front line of the battlefield, and claid that we should represent the Wolf Poison Clan in the Black Disaster.
Isn’t this an obvious fact, my sons?”
Colando coldly said:
“Edward has long considered us a thorn in his side that threatens his control over the family.
The pressure from the Clan leader is hard for us to bear, my children.
I also doubted whether this was a trap.
But you have to admit, the tempting blood al that has been laid before us is indeed very attractive.
Even if we know it’s a bait, we must bite it.
Regarding your sisters…
Well, indeed, I kept so things from you for fear you would not be able to contain your anger and do sothing foolish when you heard.”
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