Everyone knows that the Dongmeng Horse Gang cannot afford to offend. They were beards from the Northeast decades ago and were executioners under the female devil Mo Xiaoqi. They didn't even take Japan seriously back then. What's the point of shooting and killing a few people now? Before Qinggeertai could react, other herders were scared to jump off the horse's back and kneel on the ground, trembling all over. Super fast and stable update, this article is first published by.

They don’t have to run, and there is no need to run. The grassland is so big. You may still be able to survive if you don’t run, but if you run away and are caught by Bartel, you will kill your whole family.

Wushuang's body was overwhelmed and finally fell off his horse after waiting for the rescue. He fell to the ground, staring at Qinggeertai viciously and could no longer get up, and his back hurts sharply.

"Brother? Are you okay? Bartel, hurry up! Get the hemorrhage-suppressing medicine!" Ma Ya shouted.

"Bater! Don't worry about me for now. Kill all but that smelly old man!" Wushuang fell on the grassland and his eyes were full of fire. How could this be? If you do such a big help, do you still repay your kindness with grudges?

"Brother Bartel, don't kill anyone! Please! They are innocent!" Ma Ya pleaded for other herders.

"Get out of the way!" Although Bartel respected the Ma family, the young master's order was above everything else. He rudely pushed Ma Ya to the ground, walked over with a gun.

The innocent herders knelt on the ground as if they saw the demon in hell, staring at Batel step by step. They begged for mercy in Mongolian words, constantly pointing at Qinggeltai who was in a daze beside them, trying to push all the charges on him. This is the case. They really don't know anything. But if they stood in the wrong team, the price they had to pay was death.

Bang bang bang bang, a bunch of horse gang beards surrounded the herdsmen and shot them.

Ma Ya covered her mouth and shivered all over. He was too cruel. He obstructed thousands of times and finally failed to stop him from killing. What is the difference between this and the ancient tyrants? Those who follow me will prosper and rebelled against me will perish? Is he still the big boy he loves who laughs all day long? He has changed, become strange and terrible.

Bartel rubbed the blood on his face and walked step by step to the Qinggelthai horse, and pulled the old guy down with his hands. His brothers immediately tied him up with ropes.

"Old guy, do you know what you made?" Bartel asked with a finger of Chingeltae's hair.

In fact, every time the East Mont-Marting Gang passes through the Gobi Desert, Qinggeertai and Uenqi warmly welcome them as guests of honor, and they always call him Anda when they meet. Because Qinggeertai has a close relationship with the East Mont-Marting Gang, he belongs to his father's old subordinate. As long as there is any trouble in the Gobi Desert ranch, the East Mont-Marting Gang will help.

But today is different. Even if you, Qinggeertai, had a high status on the grassland before, there were still taboos that you could not touch. If you want to kill the young master of the Thieves, it would be like seeking death.

"Bater, I am your father's old subordinate. You want to call me uncle by seniority. You are like this to me? Aren't you afraid that your father will blame me? We are all descendants of immortality, are you afraid that God will punish you? They are Han people, they are tomb robbers! Don't be deceived by them!" Qinggertai still didn't understand what was going on, and he still wanted to use his identity to suppress Baater.

"Old guy, do you know what mistake you made?" Bartel ignored him and repeated his question.

"I...what did I do wrong? He is a tomb robber! Bartel, are you in the same group as the tomb robber?"

"Qinggeertai, I ask you, since you are an old senior in my horse gang, have you ever heard my father say about the Northeast thief? Have you ever remembered the token of the leader of the thief? Have you ever recognized the Kuifu? Are you blind?" Battel carried him and threw him in front of Wushuang, with five or six guns pointed at his back.

"What? What did you say? This tomb robber is the leader of the robber? This is impossible!"

Wushuang sat up with his body, grinning with a wicked smile on his lips, "You don't recognize it? No, it's not that you don't recognize it, but that you don't want to recognize it, saying! Who asked you to kill me?"

Ma Ya knew that if Wushuang wanted to kill another person, she was powerless to stop him. This was the terrible power. Perhaps the group of brothers beside him were used to be kind herders on the grassland, but as long as he gave the order, they would immediately become executioners who killed people without blinking. She stared at Qinggertai blankly, but she could not stop it.

"No... no one instructed me, there is really no one. I don't know that you are the young master of the thief! If you knew that you would not dare to make things difficult for you if you borrowed a hundred courages!" He suddenly realized.

"Qinggeertai, I'll give you a last chance! Tell me, who was instructing you behind the scenes? Who told you that I was coming to the Death Desert?" Wushuang asked him, behind him, two brothers were already applying medicine to him again, this time he used Magu, and then directly wrapped his wound with a bandage to prevent tearing him again.

"No, really, no, please spare your life! Batel, I am your father's subordinate, and it is logically considered a member of the thief. Please plead for me!" He knelt on the ground and begged. At this time, he completely forgot about his immortality. Even if it is immortality, it cannot save his life.

"Haha..." Wushuang sneered and shook his head. He was so unrepentant! Such a person is not worthy of pity! He was tired of interrogating prisoners, and he never had to open his mouth without opening his mouth. Wushuang winked at Bartel.

Bartel immediately raised his hunting rifle.

"No! Don't kill anyone anymore! Please! Brother, Qinggeertai knew that he was wrong, let him go!" Ma Ya suddenly rushed up and blocked Qinggeertai.

"Miss Ma, please get out of here!" Bartel advised.

"Yeah, what are you doing? Is he worthy of your plead for him? Have you forgotten when he was chasing us just now? Have you forgotten that he shot me? Look at the blood mark on the back of my neck. If I hadn't reacted quickly, my brother would be a corpse now!"
Chapter completed!