"Brother, this is Bagan Jilin, this is your territory, are you kidding me? You want me to go out? Then why does the master support you?" Li Jialuo said rudely.

At this time, a harsh horn sound suddenly came from the other end of the phone. The noisy Li Jialuo quickly hung up the phone. But at the moment he hung up the phone, senior brother DS's cry for help came from the phone, "It's broken! Jialuo! Hurry up."

Come……"

"It's so noisy, come on, brothers, keep going! If you lose today, it's all mine!" Li Jialuo was like a puddle of mud that he couldn't help.

A luxurious desert pickup truck emits dazzling laser light, and the shaking DS covers the eyes. Behind the pickup truck are two rows of horse teams. These savages all carry guns on their backs and hold horse ropes in their hands. They are Mongolian horses.

Bandits! How come there are so many? Where did they get the information?

The mercenaries of DS are not people who are greedy for life and fear of death. As long as they complete this mission, they will get a commission of 10 million. They cannot easily let their opponents steal their prey, so they all raised their guns and aimed at the group of Mongolian horses.

There are bandits, but the opponent has more than twice their number, and it is not known whether they are carrying heavy weapons. Even the DS has no chance of winning.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... It seems that I am quite valuable. I only knew that I was destined to be a woman. I didn't expect that there would be so many people willing to rob me in this barren Bagan Jilin Desert? Haha... you

We are in trouble ds." Wushuang gloated. If it falls into the hands of the Mongols, it will be a good thing. The Mongols are poor. They want money even if they don't live, and the only thing left for them is money.

"Hmph! Do you think they can kidnap you?" DS tied Wu Shuang's hands, opened the car door and jumped out. He stood at the front of the car and looked at the group of horse bandits on the opposite side, hoping to talk to their leader.

These are considered political affairs, and Jianghu matters must be resolved by Jianghu means. The Desert Scorpion has a good reputation, so any force must give some face, otherwise it will not easily mobilize the terrorists in East Turkestanistan to do so.

A mercenary.

"Everyone, I'm sorry for bothering you, I'm borrowing the road. I hope you'll accept this as a trivial matter. He waved his hand and his men took out a box of RMB and threw it over."

One of his subordinates whispered to him in his ear: "Brother, it seems they are not Mongolian horse bandits. Look, that pickup truck bears the license plate of Jiuquan!"

ds is not blind, he can see clearly. But besides this group of Mongolian horse bandits in the Bagan Jilin Desert, who else is there dressed like this?

A man in a Mongolian robe with a big gold chain came out of the pickup truck. This man was tall and strong, with the robe half hung on his arms, revealing strong muscles. He inspired Vala to speak a lot of Mongolian to negotiate with DS.

With.

"Brother, he asked us to release him!" A subordinate who understood Mongolian translated.

"Ask him who hires him, and I'll pay double the price!"

The big Mongolian man shook his head. He was not moved by the huge amount of money. He raised his hand and the two groups of horse bandits raised their shotguns and surrounded ds and his men. ds was at home in the desert and could escape with a little trick.

But he definitely can't take away his prey.

"Brother, there is another car coming from behind." The subordinate said, pointing in the direction of Wentu Lake.

"Let the brothers prepare to fight and bring Wushuang back no matter what! I will give them more money!" DS said fiercely through gritted teeth.

The car at the back was indeed the Wushuang off-road vehicle. Nalanhong arrived. The three parties gathered together to start a tense situation, but no one had the intention to take action first. Nalanhong opened the sunroof, jumped out and sat down.

Standing on the car lid, the sandy wind blew his long flowing hair, making him look charming. Under the moonlight, the golden dragon stick in his hand shone with an orange-yellow light that was frightening.

"I said, I will come to you!" Nalanhong smiled slightly.

"Haha...it turns out you were the one who called me, Brother Nalan, do you think you can take Wushuang away from me on your own?" ds said arrogantly, pointing at his dozen or so mercenaries.

"Myself? Don't be kidding me. I never fight an uncertain battle. Who told you that I only have myself? These Mongolian brothers surrounding you are all my people." Nalanhong bit his finger and hit it.

As soon as the whistle was blown, the two rows of Mongolian horse bandits immediately lined up in order.

"You...these bandits are all yours? How could..."

"Horse bandits? These friends are not horse bandits, ds, you also said that this is a desert, but this is also the border between China and Mongolia, haha... I, Yehenala, and the Lao Mongolian Eight Banners are family friends, right Bat'er?" He

smiled.

The big Mongolian man clasped his hands in his fists: "Yes, Yehenala was our family's benefactor back then, and what Mr. Nalan said is now an imperial edict! ds! I know you are a powerful figure in the desert! But I advise you, immediately

Call them out, otherwise my people will take action without hesitation!"

Wushuang smiled, very wildly, he could not die, neither Li Doutian nor DS could do anything to him.

"Haha... haha... Battle, I would like to ask, a friend of mine was robbed by your Mongolian horse bandits a few days ago. Can you help?"

"You are so polite, Mr. Shuang. Don't worry. I, Battelle, promise you that nothing will happen to your friend. I will send someone to look for him later. We Mongolians keep our word!" This Mongolian man is indeed a generous man.

ds reviewed the current situation and found that he was facing enemies from both sides. The Mongols were blocking the way in front, and there was Nalan Hong behind him. In terms of individual combat, he was not afraid of Nalan Hong, but he could deal with it.

It is difficult to ensure the safety of this group of mercenaries, and I am afraid that I will lose my wife and lose my troops when the time comes. The best way now is to temporarily give in and wait until the other brothers are gathered before making plans.

"Let them go!" DS ordered reluctantly.

"Brother, we can't let him go! It will be difficult to capture Wushuang again. We can't explain to the master when we go back. He is a mercenary who spent a lot of money to hire this time!" Li Doutian was always wary of DS and kept placing people around him.

Wear your own eyeliner.

"Let him go! Didn't you hear what I said?" DS glared, showing off his anger. He was so frightened that he pulled Wushuang out of the car and handed him to Battle.

Battle untied the rope for Mr. Shuang and handed him a cigarette. Wu Shuang turned around and smoked a small cigarette and sneered: "Haha... Xiezi, you missed it again, tsk, tsk, tsk, it won't be easy to explain to Li Doutian when you get back, right?"

"You don't need to worry! Wushuang, don't fall into my hands again, again and again, not again and again! Next time I will kill you even without the master's order!"

He waved his hand: "Withdraw!"
Chapter completed!