"F * ck!"
He cursed subconsciously and turned around to run.
However, when he saw the barbarians coming down from the ship, how could the barbarians not see him.
Want to run? impossible.
The Barbarian raised the spear in his hand and shot it at the body of the camp brother.
"Puchi!"
With great precision, the spear pierced the shoulder of the brother.
The brother staggered and fell to the ground.
However, the wound was not fatal.
He turned around and saw hundreds of wild men coming down from the ship. They were all rushing towards him.
He was so scared that he quickly got up. He did not care about the pain on his shoulder. He just wanted to run and did not want to be caught.
This time, he dragged his heavy body and walked step by step toward the place where his brothers were hiding.