"Damn it!" When the boatman saw this scene, his heart immediately sank to the bottom, but he never gave up and still yelled, "Calm down, calm down, you brat!"

"Run quickly, he is going crazy again!!" the experienced crew member shouted, turned around and ran away.

In an instant, the valley clearing was in chaos.

Roar!

The big man roared.

He pulled it out suddenly and threw the foremast that had just been inserted.

The front mast hit the mountain wall, the front half shattered, but the back half was embedded in the rocks.

The big man punched the dragon bone again.

But at this time, Zhenjin went upstream, his figure was like lightning, jumped directly behind the big man, hit him on the back of the neck again, knocking him unconscious.

Everything just started and ended.

The situation is always under Zhenjin's control.

"There's nothing wrong with the keel, nothing's wrong!" the boatman shouted loudly, feeling extremely lucky.

The others gathered around and came back, all in shock and with lingering fears.

"The big guy is crazy again."

"How many days has it been?"

"No, I can't work with him anymore. I don't want to die inexplicably."

"His usual behavior is all disguise! We can't be deceived by him anymore. He has the blood of giants in his body. I heard that many giants are cannibals!"

"This disease cannot be cured at all. Didn't you hear what the crew said? You must not keep this stupid guy around. Who knows when he will go crazy again?"

Zhen Jin stood on the big man's back, looking around with stern eyes, and the discussion suddenly died down.

"Okay," the young leader shouted, "That's it for today's work, let's go eat!"

He then ordered a few more people from the former mercenary group, as well as Lan Zao, and ordered them to drag the big man back to the hay shed.

"Master Zhenjin, I can let the big man wear shackles." The boatman ran to Zhenjin, and with an anxious look on his face, he took the initiative and said, "When we were on the ship, the big man often wore them.

Very accustomed to it.”

Zhen Jin frowned and patted the shipwright on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I don't blame you, and I don't mean to blame the big man. It's just a foremast, it can be made easily."

The shipwright was relieved after hearing what Zhen Jin said, but he still insisted on shackles on the big man.

To be honest, Zhen Jin was not willing to let the big man wear shackles and was disgusted, but what else could he do?

Zhenjin called Xisuo in private: "Do you know what I want you to do?"

"I understand, sir, this time it is easier than the last time. We have no casualties. Sir, you are really wise and powerful! Look at how scared these people are. They are all too timid. Some cynicism should be able to stimulate their blood."

Seeing that Xisuo understood what he meant, Zhenjin nodded with satisfaction: "Go ahead and do it."

Needle Gold requires the big man to work, but not just because of the large amount of shipbuilding projects or to appease the key talent of the shipwright. The young knight also has a deeper motivation. He wants to help the big man and maintain the big man. He wants to

Find ways to allow big people to coexist harmoniously with others.

On the night when the big man fell ill, something unexpected happened.

Rumble.

The earth trembled, gravel rolled, and giant trees fell one after another.

Most of the people woke up from their sleep and fled from their cave dwellings and small valleys in terror.
Chapter completed!