Bater helped Wushuang on his horse and quickly left the right and wrong with a team of people and returned to the Eji Lake Ranch.

Wushuang's back was very serious, but fortunately, the muscles and bones were not damaged. The local medical conditions were limited, so Ma Ya could only find some ordinary sewing needles and threads to sew more than 20 cm of wounds on Wushuang's back. Bater ordered people to find some Ma Gu to relieve pain.

It was dawn, and Wushuang woke up in a daze. He tried to hold up and sit up. Fortunately, the wound on his back did not hurt much.

"Brother, are you awake? Take a sip of water." Ma Ya helped Wushuang up from the bed.

The horse gang brothers were tired all night, but none of them dared to sleep with their eyes closed. They walked around the door of the yurt and waited anxiously. Ma Ya was considered half a wild doctor. Ma Ya said that if Wushuang had no fever this night and woke up as usual in the morning, the problem would be not big. If he had a fever, it would mean that the sharp claws were poisonous and he had to be sent to a large hospital immediately.

Fortunately, Wushuang woke up, and hundreds of good brothers knelt on the ground and looked to the east to thank them for their immortality.

"Yeah, call Bartel in." Wushuang's first thing he did when he woke up was to smoke, but unexpectedly he was taken over by Ma Ya.

"Brother Bater, my master calls you."

Although Bater is the shopkeeper of the Dongmeng Horse Gang, his identity is not highly respected among the thieves. According to the rules of Changshengshan, if you want to see the thieves, you have to wait for summons. In the thieves, no one dares to say that Ma Fuxiang, who is the first to be the second, then no one dares to say that he is the first to be the first, followed by Lan Caidie, Ma Erye, Ma Ya... When Bater and Yun Qiang are ranked, they may be the top ten. If Wushuang is the king, a minister like him may be the sixth rank.

"Young Master, I'm blessed!" Bater walked into the yurt and knelt on one knee to bow and bow to his fists.

"Anda, don't fucking me is useless!"

"Haha... You are the master no matter what you say. Brothers are thinking about you. Just wake up. I have already contacted the hospital. I don't know what medicine is good. Anyway, I will ask them to send it to you because it is imported." Bartel touched the stubble on his face and smiled silly.

"How was the casualties last night?"

"Uh..." Bartel hesitated and did not dare to say it.

"Brother Bartel, tell me the truth." Ma Ya said on the side.

"I have paid off our brothers for more than 40. But don't be too sad. We have also paid so much Japanese equipment, so it's all fun and valuable."

Wushuang glared at him and jumped off the bed and scolded: "Bad!"

Bater was so scared that he no longer said anything and lowered his head and waited for Wushuang to scold him. But even if Wushuang had a big temper, he could not vent his temper. These brothers died to block bullets for him. The little Japanese wanted his own life!

"Remember, brothers' lives are more than anything else! Bury these brothers well. Qiangzi may bring back a large amount of money from the housewarming side after returning from this transaction, and give it to the brothers who died without leaving a penny!" Wushuang was heartbroken. Why did someone die for him every time? He didn't know if the Grand Master was in such a situation back then, but he didn't want to see his own people standing in front of him and fall down one by one.

"Okay, do what you told me."

Wushuang looked at the bed, and there was a cloth bag next to the head of the bed. It was estimated that the cloth bag was wrapped in the spoils that the dozens of brothers exchanged for their lives last night. He handed the eldest brother to Batel and said that he immediately found a place with signals to call Professor Bayara. He said that it was what I said, the baby has succeeded. If you want to be able to do so, you must exchange it for the serum of the United States. You can get as many vaccines as you have as many fellow villagers on the ranch, and you can't even get one less.

"Ah? Can you talk to that old man like this?"

"What's wrong with it? I've given up so many brothers for this game. Don't let him down! Just say what I said!"

"Hey, then I'll do it now."

"Come back!" Wushuang called him again.

"What are your instructions?"

Wushuang said that after breakfast, Ma Ya and I immediately continued to move northward, preparing some dry food and water for us, and sent more brothers here to meet Professor Bayara. After the Americans cured him, the old man would definitely come to get this treasure.

Ma Ya advised: "Brother, you don't have to be so anxious. The injury on your back is a bit serious. It's better to take a short break for two days before leaving. Professor Bayala came in a few days. Should we meet up and go to the Death Desert?"

Wushuang sent Bater away and told Ma Ya, "I can't be anxious. Now we are not safe. All our whereabouts may be under the control of the little Japanese. We must leave as soon as possible. Although we don't know who the traitor is, after entering the vast desert of death, there are only two of us. I don't believe that the Japanese spy will follow us. It's safer if we go there. The little Japanese is chasing me. Staying in Eji Lake will only cause trouble for the brothers."

If you want to say that this little gangster's body is really resistant to tossing. He suffered such severe injuries last night. He only ate a few bites of dry food and immediately turned over and galloped towards the north of the Korqin Grassland.

The Mongolian horse was strong and galloped on the vast grassland for another four or five hours. In front of it, it was already the end of the Korqin grassland. The green stars on the grassland and yellow sand appeared under its feet. This is a Gobi Desert, a zone between the desert and the oasis.

"Stay off, there will be no grass when you move forward. We don't need to rest the horse and need to eat and drink." Wushuang jumped off the horse's back and looked at the cloudless blue sky, stretched.

He habitually reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette, but the cigarette had been confiscated by Ma Ya. Ma Ya shook her head helplessly, and had to make an exception to send him a helpless person to relieve his fatigue.

The wind and sand on the Gobi Desert were very strong, and Wushuang opened the broken sheepskin map against the strong wind. "The desert is full of sand. The second sentence in this poem should refer to the Death Desert in the preceding one."

"You, I don't know what you are thinking, why are you willing to go to such places all day long? Look, how many injuries have you covered all over your body since you took over as the leader of the thief?" Ma Ya wiped his chest with heartache.

"Haha... this is fate. The fate of every descendant of the thief. Because the blood of our ancestors flows in our bones, we are destined to do this business. Don't worry, I promise you that after this transaction, I will take a break for a while and stay at home to accompany you...you." Wushuang smiled warmly.

"Hmph, you're just guaranteed it? It's not worth a minute! Forget it, I'm afraid you won't be so smooth this time. God won't be happy!" Ma Ya pointed to the blue sky and said meaningfully.
Chapter completed!