Chapter 239 Turn on the Fan and Let's Go

On the other side.

CNNA4998, a spy sent by a certain alliance in the CNNA region, was sitting on the ground with a depressed face.

He had just found someone who knew the situation better, but he didn't expect that he would lose contact with him because of an inexplicable meeting.

It seems that he has to find someone else to talk to.

After thinking about this, CNNA4998 was ready to open the regional channel and continue to find someone to chat privately.

At this time.

CNNA4998 found that someone sent him a private message.

CNNS2111: "Brother, are you the traveler from the next area?"

"Huh? You are..."

4998 was stunned and looked at the other party's ID.

Then he clicked on the small flag in front of the ID and took a look, and was shocked again.

"Are you the leader of the [Anti-Rich Alliance]?"

"That's right, brother, do you recognize me?"

Seeing the other party's reaction, 2111 was also stunned.

Could it be that his reputation has spread to the next area?

"Not really... almost."

4998 replied, secretly complaining in his heart.

This alliance is either a dog or a sourpuss.

I don't know what kind of person is the one who brought all these people together in one alliance.

Just when he was complaining.

2111 sent another message.

"I heard you were asking about 1111?"

"Huh? What's wrong? Do you know that 1111?"

"Yes, of course I know him! To tell you the truth, our [Anti-Rich Alliance] mainly hates him!"

Seeing 2111's message, 4998's mind moved.

Just when he was about to search for the news of this fat sheep, the enemy of the other party came to the door.

This is really a pillow when you are sleepy.

Then, 4998 asked:

"...What's the situation with this 1111? Can you tell me in detail?"

Talking about this ID, 2111 remembered the unpleasant experience of buying a house.

He gnashed his teeth and said:

"He? He is a bastard! Shameless scum! Black-hearted businessman! He has no conscience at all!

I'll ask directly, do you want to find trouble with him? If so, add me!"

"It depends on the situation. After I understand the situation, I have to report to the leader first..."

Feeling the other party's deep hatred, 4998 was also secretly shocked.

What did 1111 do to 2111 to make him hate him so much?

At this time, 4998 seemed to think of something and asked again:

"By the way, I heard that he is quite fat, and seems to be a hard bone, not easy to deal with!"

Soon after, the other party replied.

2111: "Fat is relative. In fact, the whole area is full of garbage. His fat is just a little better than other poor people, not that strong."

4998: "Really? How is the combat power on his island? Is he in the alliance? Are there any generals?"

2111: "There is an alliance, but it's a garbage alliance! As for the generals... I've never heard of them! He's just a businessman, not very combative. It is said that his island is full of old, weak, women and children!"

Seeing these words, 4998 felt something was wrong.

"Really?... Then why don't you kill him yourself?"

This question made 2111 choke, but he quickly reacted and answered:

"Because we don't know where he is, and this area is too poor. Everyone is busy eating and has no time to go to the island to find trouble with him."

Seeing this news, 4998 remembered the poor remarks in the regional channel before, and immediately said doubtfully:

"...Okay, I will report to the leader now."

2111: "Yeah, if you go to kill 1111, remember to contact me, I will fight him with you!"

After sending this message, 2111 closed the private chat.

At this time, his original sadness had disappeared, replaced by a face full of excitement.

Just now, he said that 1111 had no generals, which was naturally a lie.

After all, the other side still has Huo Qubing, and there are also crossbow carts, which is a tough nut to crack.

But the CNNA4998 just said that he would report to the alliance!

In other words, as long as the other party is determined to attack 1111, it is very likely that an alliance will be deployed!

In this way, both sides may suffer losses!

When that time comes, I can secretly find an opportunity to attack both sides that have lost their combat power, and then...

2111 felt that the plan was successful, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

Then I ordered the men around him:

"Go, turn on the fan, and let's go!"

"Go? Master, don't we find an opportunity to go to 2345's island?"

"2345's pigman island? What the hell! If you want to go, go by yourself, damn it!"

Hearing his men talking about 2345's island, 2111 was immediately furious.

Originally, I was thinking of tricking others to go to 2345's island occupied by pigmen, and fight to the death.

Who knew that the few islands that went there in the next few days would never return.

After he fixed the fan, he stepped forward and took a look.

Although the development situation above is not clear, the pigman island has annexed seven or eight islands, and the area of ​​the islands is getting bigger and bigger, much fatter than him.

Every time I think of this, 2111 gets angry.

"Fuck, I've been wasting time here all these days. I was thinking of taking advantage of others to slaughter this island and reap the benefits. In the end, I just sent resources to these pigmen, making me like a fucking middleman."

After cursing, 2111 began to order his men again:

"Don't fucking ask, turn on the fan quickly, let's go to other places to reap the benefits!"

"Yes!"

...

Not far from 2111 Island.

Ten islands are fixed together by wooden stakes and hemp ropes, forming a land of nearly 2,000 square meters.

On one of the islands near the west of the land.

Two completely blackened pigmen are waving shovels to dig holes on the ground.

And the other two half-blackened pigmen are carrying pieces of wood to transport over.

On the other connected island, there were two pigmen who were not very blackened, staring at the fishing rods on the ground and humming, as if they were chatting.

If the survivors saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked.

However, this was not enough.

There was an even more shocking scene.

A blackened pigman about three meters tall was sitting on the ground, and his pig hands covered with black hair were busy on the wood.

What was placed on the ground was actually a wooden fan, which was exactly the same style used by other survivors!

Soon, the fan was completed.

The blackened pigman spoke in human language and ordered the other pigmen in a rough voice:

"You, install this."

"Hum."

Several pigmen responded, carried the fan, and put it into the pit that had just been shoveled.

Then, they filled the soil again and stepped on the surrounding area to make the ground solid.

After the installation was completed, the largest blackened pigman turned the handle.

The fan above also started to rotate under the operation, and the island also moved forward a little distance.

"It should be... OK..."

The three-meter-tall blackened pig man muttered and looked to the west.

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