At this time, the desert labyrinth temporarily entered a short-term stable state, and all forces did not move. Even the night eaters and the moon worship court did not have any signs of conflict.

Muen Da Si will occasionally appear outside the desert maze, but he will go back in a moment. He doesn't know what he is planning. The night eaters are even invisible. In this treacherous environment, everyone knows the truth of wisdom.

However, what should happen will happen in the end. The night eaters are not acclimatized in desert areas, and their demand for water resources is far more severe than ordinary people. When they came to the desert labyrinth, they accounted for almost a third of the water supply and the production of Wago.

It used to be said that there were not many people. Now a large number of mercenaries and people from the dark world are pouring in, and the allocation of water resources and Wago has suddenly become the focus of public competition.

One third of the Longteng mercenary regiment and the beehive mercenary regiment need to be left, and the remaining two thirds need to be distributed to everyone, so the distribution of the night eaters is much less. As a super power, the night eaters would not like to. They soon found two mercenary regiments.

However, when their people came to the oasis, they saw that there were many people standing in the oasis. The representatives of the major forces were all standing in the oasis, staring at each other and not giving in to each other. It seemed that they had been fighting for resources for a long time.

The night eaters came in arrogantly. After all, in this desert labyrinth, they were also powerful. As a result, as soon as they came in, they felt the fierce eyes from all directions.

Long Teng and the person in charge of the beehive immediately pointed to the door like a sigh of relief and said: "people are coming, you negotiate with the Lord. As long as they agree, it doesn't matter who we earn. "

After that, both of them take a step back and leave room for themselves to solve the problem.

This is also the intention of the two mercenary regiments. If they want to make money, they have to learn to play the ball and put the responsibility on others. This is the way to do business and the way to survive in the mercenary world.

The representative of the night eating clan is a small deacon. Originally, he was a young man who was mainly trained. He made a lot of contributions in the fight with the moon worshiping court. These two days are the time of complacency. Although the scorching sun made him very uncomfortable, he volunteered to come. Of course, he didn't think it was a great event.

Seeing that everyone looked at him, the little deacon was startled. Then he straightened his chest and snorted. He took out the posture of the night eater, squinted and said, "let's get water."

"Water? So many people are waiting. They have to come first and then come. You might as well wait outside. " No one in the mercenary world cares who you are. They dare to play with you in the face of interests. People immediately sneer and joke.

The little deacon immediately pulled down his face: "who? I'll see who dares to talk to us night eaters like this. Stand up and I'll see. "

The evil spirit on his face was like the frost from nine days. In a moment, the people present felt that the temperature had dropped several degrees.

After all, it's a desert labyrinth. There are many powerful forces here. Look at me and you. No one is willing to take the initiative to stand up as a leader. The little deacon snorted and strode forward, but a man came out of the crowd and said lazily, "I said it. What do you want to do?"

The little deacon was stunned for a moment, and then his face was covered with haze. He looked up viciously, and then the whole face became extremely wonderful.

There are embarrassment, surprise, fear, unwillingness, and the suffocation of not coming down and not daring to say cruel words.

Everyone turned to look at it, and was surprised. No one noticed when the cruel man came. However, seeing him appear, we all know that there will be a good play next. One by one, with the expression of watching the play, they stepped aside and let the venue out to see what would happen between them.

The little deacon was still afraid of each other's identity, tangled for a long time, and his fierce face became serious: "Mr. night leopard, there is no contradiction between our two families. I don't think it's necessary to let each other down in front of so many people."

Night leopard is a 30-year-old tough man, about two meters tall, giving a strong sense of oppression. There is a long scar on the left face. The light blue eyes are shining. The tight combat suit is wrapped with a golden ratio figure. You can see the muscles full of explosive force. From his standing posture, you can see that he is ready to fight at any time. The pressure from inside to outside and wild beast temperament make people know that this man's close combat ability is absolutely terrible.

This man is the right-hand man of Erebus, the God of darkness in legend. He has incomparable fighting power. Generally, he will be sent out for the most important things. So the little deacon can't understand how such a big man can appear in the place where he is fighting for water and fruit. This is not the place where he should come.

"I don't like you. Is that enough?" The night leopard shook his neck, clucked his bones, clenched his fist, and walked up, "I heard that all the people of the night eater are reinforcers who can't fight. I've been curious for a long time. I've bought all the water here. It's easy to drink. "Night leopard patted his chest: "beat me, all the water is yours."

The little Deacon's face was fierce, and he pushed out his men fiercely. He said: "go to the big deacon, I'll take it here!"

Turn around and roar: "the glory of the night eater can't be tarnished. No matter who you are, you have to think about the consequences of being our enemy."

For others, I'm afraid the little deacon would have jumped on it long ago. In fact, he just wanted to attract more people here. In the dark world, although it's reasonable who has a hard fist, it's too casual to use people's displeasure as an excuse. In case of meeting a big power on the scene who can't see it and say something, maybe he can avoid a fight.

The two night eaters who were pushed away by him ran back quickly. It was not suitable for them to fight in the sun. If it was at night, the three of them might not be afraid of these bastards who only know how to watch the fun.

The heart sends ruthlessly, but didn't see two bullets whistling from the side direction, when they were surprised, it was too late, two screams accompanied by the gun. Two night eaters have become corpses and tumbled on the hot sand.

The night leopard slowly put the pistol to his mouth and breathed, then looked lazily at the little deacon: "now there is still the Revenge of murder, what are you going to do?"

The little deacon, who was frightened by two bullets whistling at his temples, looked back at the blood flow of the two people, and his face slowly became ferocious