Author: September Fireworks

Jun Wumo came from the Holy Land 6 years later.

Although I had not yet gone to the headquarters of the Holy Land at that time, I actually knew something about the development and history of the Holy Land.

It is clearly recorded in the history of the Holy Land that the Holy Land was formed by the gathering of ordinary people.

The main purpose of the Holy Land is to develop people, but it will not have its own armed forces.

In this way, the fear of the court can be avoided, and secondly, people in the Holy Land will not be emboldened to do evil.

This statement was the rule established when the Holy Land was first established, that is to say, it is the main outline of their spirit.

But this is not the case.

But even so, the Holy Land does not have its own military power.

They adhere to the principle: you train the troops, and I just need to win over your commanders, and then what's yours is mine.

It is precisely because of this principle that the people of the Holy Land have developed rapidly.

But in fact, there is no hardcore army that truly belongs to other places.

But now Jun Wumo could clearly see that the team in front of him was no less powerful than his own black-armored guards.

But this team looked at the young master Wuhua with such burning eyes.

Seeing this, Jun Wumo felt even more interesting.

It seems that the Holy Land is not monolithic.

All these people in the valley were captured and imprisoned in the open space. Then Wuhua began to interrogate them.

His method is very simple. First, ask a person where the food has gone.

Before the man could say anything, he was directly killed by him.

Then comes the second one.

His method of selecting people is also very interesting, and he doesn't follow the order at all.

When you are in a good mood, whichever one you choose will be the one.

If this continues, four or five people will be killed directly, and the rest will remain silent.

Finally someone spoke up: "We don't know where the grain went. It was the grain owner who transferred the grain away."

Hearing this, Wuhua raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is the owner of the valley?"

Jun Wumo couldn't help but stroke his forehead from behind.

This man is so awesome, I still don’t know who the owner of the valley is.

So what exactly is he causing when he has been arrogant here for so long?

Someone pointed out the name of the owner and where he lived.

It turns out that the owner of the valley does not live in the valley, but in the city.

Wuhua waved his hand and someone went to arrest the so-called valley owner.

At this time, Wuhua came over. Seeing Jun Wumo's confused eyes, he explained: "This valley is only rented by us Holy Land people, and we have to pay a certain price every year."

"Sometimes it's money; some people sometimes do a few things for them, so the owner of the grain is not one of ours."

Jun Wumo said: "In that case, shouldn't you control the Valley Master first and ask him about his situation?"

Wu Hua was silent and said softly: "I thought it was probably because my subordinates were guarding and stealing, so I just solved it. I don't want to have anything to do with this valley owner."

Jun Wumo nodded. He thought it was your family's business anyway, so just do whatever you want.

He didn't bother to care anymore.

In the process of looking for the valley owner, Jun Wumo went directly to the back and found a chair to sit down, closing his eyes and relaxing.

Dong Zhixia and Chang Ming stood behind him, one on each side.

Chang Ming tugged on Dong Zhixia's lapel and asked, "Sister Xia Xia, these people are so fierce and powerful."

"Are they bandits?"

Dong Zhixia raised a finger at him to signal him to be silent.
Chapter completed!