"I can't represent it, but if you kill me, the hope of the entire exile land will be gone. Aren't you cutting off others' back?" Zhou Jian deliberately shouted loudly. There were too many people here, not talking.

He had to calm down the situation first.

Hearing this, the hearts of the many tribes present skipped a beat, their faces changed, and they instantly remembered that incident.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

"What is the hope of exile land disappearing? We and Dunhuang well water have not violated the river for so many years, and they have never thought of killing them all."

"What the hell do you know?"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian grinned.

"Dear leaders, this is not a place to speak, why not go in and say it?"

Many tribal lords looked at each other and were completely enchanted.

At this time, Chang Ye, who was ignored, was angry and shouted: "If you don't hand over the person, don't think about going anywhere today!"

"That's going to fight?" Zhou Jian said toughly. He knew very well that once he gave the person to Changyi, this reckless and tough guy would definitely take action as soon as possible, and the plan would be completely disrupted by then.

"If you fight, beat me, am I afraid of you?" Changyi was disdainful and was about to take action. The one who was beaten was Changdongli, but the one who was embarrassed was Changyue tribe. He couldn't swallow his breath without blood!

At the critical moment, Du Ye put his hands on the knife, and a tribal lord shouted: "Wait!"

"Brother Changyi, don't be impulsive. It's important to have a big deal. When we finish asking, you can resolve your personal grudges. How about it?"

"Fuck, the person who was beaten is not your son. Of course, you say that. Whoever dares to stop me is the enemy of the Changyue Tribe. I will never stop until death!" Changyi roared, with a frightened temper.

The lord's face turned blue, and his power was indeed inferior to the other party.

But the next second, the tribe leaders stood up one after another: "Changyi, don't do anything randomly! I don't care about your affairs, but Dunhuang affairs involve the life and death of our tribe!"

"Who will tell us the plan if you kill them?"

"that is!"

“Not to do it now!”

"..." You said one by one, about twenty lords spoke one after another. Maybe one person was inconspicuous, but together, it was a force that made Dunhuang fear.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Jian became more and more convinced that his plan to deal with Dunhuang was correct!

"You!" Chang Ye was furious, especially when he saw Zhou Jian, who was tying the tiger's skin as a big banner, he was furious as if he was angry.

"King, kill it directly! The group of wastes in the Muda tribe cannot stop us, so what can I say to them!"

"Yes, Your Highness the Prince is imprisoned!" His men advised.

"Shut up!" Changyi cursed. He wanted to do something, but this made the public angry, and he himself was also very concerned about Dunhuang's plan.

His men were so scared that they dared not speak, but they looked at the people of the Muda tribe full of bad habits.

In the end, Changyi could only swallow this breath, his fist clattered and said coldly: "Okay, I just see what you can say today!"

"Say it!" he yelled.

Many tribe lords looked at Zhou Jian. If they couldn't say anything, they would definitely not be able to do anything, so Du Ye and others broke into a cold sweat for Zhou Jian.
Chapter completed!