"Don't think about it..." Hasrachi looked like a dead tough guy, or he didn't believe Liang Chen's words at all, but he was still stubborn with his neck.

"Very good." Liang Chen smiled and shrugged his shoulders and reached out to compete. So another slave hunter group also had his neck cut off, and another hot blood sprayed Hasrachi's head and face. The blood was as hot as hot oil, and it burned from his face to his heart. Hasrachi finally collapsed.

"You devil, I, I, I promise you... don't kill anyone anymore..." Hasrachi lowered his head in pain.

Dong Haibo next to him spitted disdainfully, "What, don't kill anyone anymore. Why didn't you think about this when you were slaughtering the Vis tribe? What a fucking bastard."

"Take him there, pass the order from the commander of Hasrachi, and say that we can come here to rest. We will take over the people of the Weis tribe." Liang Chen smiled faintly and pointed to the timid platoon leader next to him who was already lying on the ground and dared not even move.

"Yes, sir." Dong Haibo stood up, picked up the officer, and walked forward, Raman followed him step by step.

Before this, Dong Haibo had already used wood ash to blacken his face, neck and hands. In the dark, he could pretend to be a black man. As long as he was far away, he would not be able to find a flaw.

At the same time, more than 30 other soldiers followed. There were about ten people left here, one was to act as heavy machine gunners in the car to prevent emergencies, and the other was to be responsible for the safety of Liang Chen's guards. At the same time, Liu Jiayi's sniper team next to him was on standby, loaded bullets, and were ready to snipe the enemy at all times.

However, the situation was unspeakable. Soon, everyone had already gathered on the edge of the Black Forest and handed over the people of the Weis tribe to the Chaoyang troops to take over. Then, the people began to walk over here in an orderly manner.

It has to be said that the military discipline of this slave hunting army is ten times stronger than those who are receiving the support. It is very disciplined. The people who do not receive the support are also scattered, and the queues are also very neat. They gather together and walk towards this side, and they sit down next to the piles of bonfires.

However, the more disciplined they are and obeying orders, the better they are to be merciless.

Under the order of the guard platoon leader who falsely passed the imperial edict, a group of people sat neatly and the weapons were all on the side. Everything was "ready".

"Thank you for your cooperation, Captain Hasrachi." Liang Chen patted Hasrachi's shoulder, stood up with a smile, and walked towards the other side.

Haslachi closed his eyes in pain, and he knew that from now on, his group of people had become prisoners.

"Hello, Cartersy warriors." Liang Chen walked to the crowd, stood among several bonfires, and greeted the crowd with a smile.

The group of people looked closely and couldn't help but be stunned, then whispered, "Yellow people? They are also Chinese? It's really strange. Could it be that they came from the Song family? Or from the Zhou family?"

For a moment, they didn't react, thinking that the Zhou family or the Song family were worried, so they sent them to monitor their own group of people doing things.

"I am from Chaoyang, my name is Liang Chen. I am very happy to know you, and I am also very happy that you can disarm so obediently that we can all act conveniently without unnecessary casualties." Liang Chen said with a smile.

"Ah? Are people from the sun? Hurry up, pick up the weapons and kill them..." Those people finally woke up like a dream, and immediately "coaxed" a lot. Many people with quick hands and feet began to jump up and ran towards the weapons.

Unfortunately, the heavy machine gun on the truck had already fired. The cross-shaped flame tongue immediately swept down a group of people like harvesting wheat, which made the rest not dare to move, and lie down on the ground with their heads in their arms.

Looking at the people around, Liang Chen smiled slightly, "It seems that you still don't want to cooperate, but I hope this is the first time, and there will be no next time, otherwise, I will kill you all. Although I promised your leader Hasrachi not to hurt your lives, please don't challenge my bottom line again. Although my patience is good, it does not mean that my subordinates have a good temper." Liang Chen said with a smile.

No one dared to move a group of people again.

The next thing was much simpler. Except for the dozen unlucky people who were beaten to death, the rest were tied up one by one, and they were all taken to a big truck like throwing pigs.

The same was true for Hasrachi, who was also taken to the car and transformed into a prisoner with his subordinates.

This victory came very easily, and it could even be said that it was so easy that it could not be easier. This also greatly increased Raman's confidence. He suddenly realized that his brain was also very easy.

Of course, he didn't dare to be stinking in front of Liang Chen, he was afraid of being kicked. Now he finally learned how powerful his master is. He usually looks gentle and always treats people with a smile. If he really puts his face to deal with someone, it's really scary. Even a person like Uncle Dong who is not afraid to even breathe out when he gets angry, it's like a mouse seeing a cat.

At this moment, the Weis tribe opposite heard the gun. After a brief riot, it had already calmed down. Raman had already run over and stood in front of a pile of fire to explain the matter clearly to them. However, Raman was also exhausted and shouted so hard that his throat was about to catch fire.

The next thing was simple. A group of morning warriors brought the people from the Weis tribe to the fire and began to help them cut off the wire worn on their shoulder blades.

Speaking of which, the methods of those Carters tribe warriors wearing iron wire are really good. They can accurately find the bone cracks and pass them directly through them, causing only a little skin and flesh injury, and will not hurt the bones at all. At most, they can be neatly rehabilitated for a few days. After all, these people are used for labor force, so they are not worth it if they are really hurt too much and cannot do the work.
Chapter completed!