The first thing that entered Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan's sight was a white horse, with the woman on the horse's back fluttering blond hair. She waved not a horse whip, but an ak47. Her figure was very hot and her appearance was very beautiful, but she didn't have the gentle breath of a woman on her body, and it was full of the smell of a bandit.

She is the chief of the White Hun tribe, Dayuetiya.

Behind Dayue Tiya are hundreds of war horses, and all the women are driven by the horses. They are of different ages, some are already gray-haired, while others are just teenage girls. Some of them hold AK47s, some hold bolt-pull-type rifles from World War II, and some hold cold weapons such as spears and swords, which are of a variety. In terms of age and weapons, this team looks like a group of mobs. But if someone thinks they are really mobs, it would be a big mistake. They are all good at fighting in the mountains and jungles, and they have the fierce and fearless character of the Huns. Such an opponent will have a headache no matter who faces it.

About three hundred cavalrymen quickly dispersed and surrounded them in a fan shape. During the sprint of the war horses, some people fired guns at the sky from time to time, and some people made strange noises. This scene gave people a huge pressure on death.

Tang Yuyan originally wanted to raise her gun to fight, but she was unable to lift her gun in the end. In such a scene, even if a bullet eliminated an enemy, it would be useless.

Xia Lei removed the sniper rifle from his shoulders, threw it on the ground, and then raised his hands high. This is the internationally universal surrender posture.

Tang Yuyan glanced at Xia Lei, threw the pistol in her hand to the ground, raised her hands high, and whispered: "I hope they can give you a chance to speak."

As soon as she finished speaking, several bullets suddenly hit the ground in front of her and Xia Lei, and the grass leaves and soil splashed by the bullets flew to their faces.

Xia Lei was not very nervous at first, but he suddenly became nervous. Last night, he and Tang Yuyan killed several women from the White Hun tribe. Those women must have friends and relatives. If anyone gives them a shuttle because of hatred, who will he ask for advice?

"I regret it very much..." Tang Yuyan suddenly said such a stupid sentence.

"What do you regret?" Xia Lei said nervously.

"I haven't been in love yet. If I die like this..." Tang Yuyan's expression was strange, "I always feel a little regretful."

A woman dies before she has been in love. This is probably the same concept as a man dies after she has never met a woman?

Xia Lei's feeling was also messy. A beauty of Tang Yuyan's level had never been in love. If she didn't say anything about such a thing, he really didn't know. However, as Tang Yuyan's identity, it would be very difficult for her to fall in love. Long Bing is the same as hers, and Long Bing is also a woman without a boyfriend.

"You...you just treat last night as your love." Xia Lei comforted.

Tang Yuyan glared at Xia Lei, "Go to you, that's not love, that's your lust."

Xia Lei, “…”

It is really inappropriate to talk about such topics in this kind of scene, but it can also relieve the tension between the two.

Before Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan could talk a few more words, Dayue Tiya's war horse stopped a few meters away from the two of them. In the blink of an eye, the war horses that rushed from both wings also completed the siege. Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan were surrounded in the middle, with women inside and outside women, only Xia Lei, the only man. In this scene, the feeling of incongruence of yin and yang reached the extreme.

"We surrender!" Xia Lei said in Pashto.

The Huns had the language of the Huns, which was said to be between Chinese and Tibetan, but this language did not exist in the outside world. This White Huns tribe is in the territory of Afghanistan, and they should understand Pashto, otherwise they would not be able to communicate and trade with the outside world. That's what Xia Lei thought.

Dayue Tiya didn't say anything, but just looked at Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan coldly.

An eighteen or nine-year-old girl suddenly jumped off the horse's back and walked towards Xia Lei. The baby face, the exaggerated h cup, her appearance immediately gave people a visual disorganization. Judging from her innocent and cute baby face, she was about thirteen or fourteen years old. But judging from her figure, she was definitely twenty-three or four years old. He had never seen such a girl before, and he didn't know that the girl was named Sirami, a tribal sharpshooter who had regarded him as her property.

Xirami walked to Xia Lei and kicked Xia Lei and Tang Yuyan's sniper rifle and pistol thrown on the ground with her feet to a farther place. Then, she rudely pushed Tang Yuyan away from Xia Lei and walked around Xia Lei twice, her eyes as if she was observing whether a livestock was healthy and how much it was worth in the livestock market.

"What does this little girl want to do?" Xia Lei was confused. In his eyes, Xi Lami was actually similar to his sister Xia Xue.

But at this moment, a large group of female soldiers from the White Hun tribe laughed.

"Silami, hurry up and start inspecting the goods." A white-haired woman said with a smile.

"Yes, Sirami, if you don't like me, I'll want it. I'll exchange it for you." A woman looked very sincere.

"Silami, don't be shy, just put that kid here!" Someone started to cheer.

"Shut up!" Sirami's face was flushed and she looked very angry.

The language used by these women is indeed Pashto. Xia Lei could already understand most of it, and he then figured out what the girl wanted to do. His head was getting bigger. Moreover, as the women around him started to cheer, his head continued to grow. With a net worth of more than one billion, he was only a sheep here, and there was also the possibility of being caught in front of hundreds of women. He was in a bad mood.

But just when Xia Lei wanted to take out the photo to end the farce, Sirami suddenly shouted to him: "Don't move! Otherwise, you will be killed!"

Xia Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Don't get me wrong, I have what you want, I want to make a deal with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Silami's hand suddenly came over and grabbed somewhere in him. At this moment, he felt like he was stepping on a landmine, and he was trapped by the landmine and dared not move.

Xia Lei did not dare to move, but Xi Lami dared to move, and she moved happily. Not only did she check Xia Lei's place, she then touched Xia Lei's face and lower abdomen, and finally grabbed a handful of his butt. She seemed very satisfied, her face was red, and her green eyes were also flashing with excitement.

"Silami, he is not your prey alone, we all have a share!" someone said loudly.

"Yes! If you want him, you have to face him in front of us!" Someone started to cheer.

"Hurry! Otherwise, I'll sell it at the market. I think it can be exchanged for twenty sheep!" a young woman said with a smile.

"I'll give out twenty-one sheep!" Then a white-haired woman offered.

Seeing the grandmother who took action, Xia Lei wanted to die.

"Hmph! Do you think I dare not? I will satisfy you perverts now!" Sirami took off the ak47 on her shoulder, pointed the gun at Xia Lei, and said fiercely: "Take off the clothes! All!"

Xia Lei put down his hand, didn't take off his clothes or pants, but took out the photo from his pocket.

Xirami didn't even look at the photo. She kicked Xia Lei, then reached out and grabbed Xia Lei's belt.

Tang Yuyan was anxious for Xia Lei, but she couldn't help at this time, and just said anxiously: "Tell them quickly! Idiot! Have you fallen in love with this little girl?"

Xia Lei glared at Tang Yuyan and quickly raised the photo. At this time, Xirami had unbuttoned his belt, but she had not pulled out his pants.

"Wait!" Otsuki Tiya finally spoke.

"Then..." A white-haired woman suddenly said in surprise: "Isn't that the Sword of Attila?"

As soon as the name of Attila appeared, the whole scene suddenly became quiet.

Xirami's hand also shrank back from Xia Lei's waist. She also saw the ancient sword in the photo, and her eyes were filled with the divine light of reverence.

Dayuetiya jumped off the horse's back and looked at Xia Lei with a burning look, "Tell me, how did you know about this sword? If you have something to hide or a lie, I will kill you and your companions."

Xia Lei took a deep breath, calmed down a little before saying, "I know what this sword means to you, I know where it is, and I want to make a deal with you."

"Tell me, where is it?" Otsuki Thiya walked to Xia Lei.

Xirami stepped back to the side tactfully, but her big eyes quietly stared at Xia Lei's legs. She was very satisfied and full of fantasy.

"I said, I want to make a deal with you." Xia Lei tied his belt while talking. This was a group of barbaric women. He didn't want to attract the greedy eyes of a large group of female perverts because of his exposure.

"What do you want?" asked Otsuki Tiya.

"Let us leave, my companion and I." Xia Lei pointed at Tang Yuyan, and then said: "There are also the experts you have caught."

Otsuki Tiya sneered, "You really have a good appetite. Do you want to exchange a photo for the lives of several of you. Do you think I am a fool?"

A muzzle suddenly raised around.

"Don't be nervous!" Xia Lei raised his hands, "I know whose hand this sword is in."

"In whose hands?" Otsuki Tiya asked.

Xia Lei smiled bitterly, "I'm not a fool either. I'll tell you now, will you let me and my companions go? Show your sincerity. If you are willing to let us go, I can give you an extra million US dollars. This money can allow you to buy a lot of advanced weapons."

Tang Yuyan also interrupted and said, "We are not enemies, we just want to take our people away. Let's do this deal, it's useless for you to keep those people in your hands. Even if you let them do a hundred years of work, you can't make a million dollars. What's more, you still have the opportunity to get your holy relics back."

Otsuki Tiya hesitated for two minutes, then waved her hand, "Take them back first."

Sirami followed her up and dragged Xia Lei's hand toward her horse.

"Go on!" Silami scolded fiercely.

Xia Lei said, "Can I ride a horse with my friend?"

But Sirami reached out and slapped Xia Lei on the butt, "Get on the horse! Otherwise, I will kill that woman, you are valuable, she doesn't!"

Tang Yuyan said anxiously: "Get on the horse quickly!"

Xia Lei smiled bitterly and climbed onto the horse's back.

Sirami also got on the horse, her lower abdomen and chest tightly pressed against his back, and then circled her hands around his waist and grabbed the reins.

The horse started running, bumping and bumping...

"Can you not touch your hands?"

"You are mine!"
Chapter completed!