Wan Lin was lying on the recliner. He turned around and saw the women and children who were about to leave their homes and be driven out of their homes. Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes! He struggled to sit up from the recliner and faced the man who was about to lift himself.
Two of Abu's brothers shouted: "Put me down!"
Abu's two younger brothers who had just lifted up the recliner quickly put down the recliner. The little girl next to Wan Lin held onto his shaking body in fear, and the old patriarch also quickly turned around at this time.
Wan Lin frowned, gritted his teeth to hold back the heartbreaking pain in his body, looked at the old patriarch and said in a deep voice: "Old patriarch, the situation is very critical now. If you can trust me, then send your people
Leave them all to my command, I don't believe these bastards can invade your tribe!"
The old patriarch hesitated for a moment after hearing what Wan Lin said. Ahu and Abu stepped forward to the old patriarch after hearing Wan Lin's words. They looked at the old patriarch with gleaming eyes. Ahu said loudly: "Give my people to brother Wan.
He can definitely help us stop those bastards!" Abu also quickly said: "Yes, Brother Wan is an expert in fighting. With him and Leopard God helping us, we can definitely stop the enemy."
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the gunshots coming from outside suddenly became fierce. "Bang, bang, bang, bang, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click."
At this time Abao suddenly ran in in a hurry. He looked at the old patriarch and said hastily: "Chief, why haven't you left yet? The other side is now stepping up their offensive to cross the river, and my people can hardly hold on any longer!"
Wan Lin reached out and grabbed Ah Bao's arm and asked: "Has the other party crossed over?" Ah Bao said anxiously: "Not yet. I came back just to bring some of Ah Hu's people over. My bullets there are almost exhausted now.
It’s all gone, some people are already using bows and arrows with a shorter range!”
When the old patriarch heard Ah Bao's voice, his face suddenly turned pale. At this time, several elders suddenly walked to the door with twenty or thirty gray-haired old people. An elder said loudly: "A Bao, we old brothers
Come with you!"
Following his words, a vigorous but very powerful voice immediately came from behind him: "Yes, we will go with you! Although we are old, the scimitars in our hands are not old, and the bows and arrows in our hands are still there!" Following the words,
A flash of sword light was already flashing out from the door. Under the withered arms exposed outside the animal skin vest, they were tightly holding scimitars with a cold light.
Wan Lin looked at these skinny old men who were over seventy years old, and suddenly felt a heat in his heart! These old people who should have been coquettishly entertaining their grandchildren and enjoying their family life in peaceful times, now did not hesitate to fight again for the survival of their tribe.
Raising their ancestral scimitar, they were determined to coexist and die with the tribe!
At this time, the old patriarch's eye circles were already red. He reached out and grabbed the hands of an elder and shook them hard. Then he shouted loudly to a group of old people outside the door: "Okay, old brothers! Let's raise the curved bows in our hands again."
Dao, for us descendants of Scimitar, kill the bastards!"
"Kill! Kill the bastard!" The old people outside the door shouted in unison. The old voices echoed in the dark night sky, and the raised scimitars flashed in the night sky with a cold light!
The old patriarch immediately turned around, looked at Wan Lin and said in an excited voice: "Little brother, have you seen it? These are the descendants of our Scimitar, these are the men of our Scimitar tribe! I put myself and the Scimitar tribe together.
All the men in the Knife Tribe will be handed over to you. You can do whatever you want, and we will die without complaint!"
Following the sonorous and powerful voice of the old patriarch, Ahu, Abao, and Abu stood upright in front of Wan Lin. They shouted at the top of their lungs: "Brother Wan, we listen to you!"
The shouts of several people made the spacious living room buzz, and clusters of sparks burst out from the torches in the corners of the room. The raging flames suddenly shot up amidst the excited voices of several people.
The red firelight reflected on the solemn faces, and the eyes staring at Wan Lin were full of trust!
I think back then, it was this brother Wan who was lying on the recliner, leading a group of brave foreign warriors to help them fight off the drug dealers, and save them at the critical moment of life and death for their Scimitar tribe. Now, they still believe that the Leopard God is there
The foreign warriors will surely lead them out of danger again!
Wan Lin looked at this group of brave and tough men who were ready to die, and his heart was filled with blood. A hot current suddenly surged out of his Dantian, and the surging true energy was like a raging flood, flowing rapidly through his body along his eight extraordinary meridians.
As it circulated, his whole body seemed to be suddenly filled with infinite power.
He knew in his heart that these brave scimitar warriors of the Scimitar Tribe had put their own lives and the lives of all men, women, and children in the tribe into the hands of a foreigner like him without hesitation!
Wan Lin felt a rush of blood rushing to his head. He pushed up the wicker chair with his left hand and immediately turned his feet around, suddenly standing on the ground in an instant!
But as soon as he stood up, his body shook violently, and he held the shoulder of the girl next to him with his left hand. A series of heartbreaking pains immediately spread to his mind, and then the sallow face appeared.
Beads of sweat as big as soybeans.
A Bao and others around him were shocked, and quickly stretched out their hands to support Wan Lin, looking at him with worried eyes. Abu asked anxiously: "Brother Wan, how are you?" Wan Lin gently pushed away the arms extended by the three of them.
He looked down at his legs that were already standing on the ground, and suddenly there was joy in his eyes.
He knew in his heart that the internal energy he suddenly raised in his excitement had opened up the blocked acupuncture points in his legs, and the true energy had begun to circulate in his legs.
He took a deep breath and stood firm, raised his head and looked at Ah Bao and asked: "How many people are you defending by the river, and how many bullets do each person have?" Ah Bao replied frustratedly: "Most of them
There are no more than three people, and a small number of people have no bullets and are using bows and arrows. There are a total of forty people defending by the river, and five of them have lost their combat effectiveness."
Wan Lin's expression changed, he turned to look at Ah Hu and asked anxiously: "Where are your people, how many people are there in total, and how many bullets do each of them have in their hands?"
"I have sixty-eight people here. Twenty of them are guarding the treasure mountain behind the manor. The rest are responsible for the defense of the interior of the manor nearby. There are also a few people watching under the surrounding cliffs. Each person has no more than ten bullets.
"Fa, we still have more than twenty grenades, Abu has ten in his hand, and I have ten in my hand. This is all our belongings." Ahu also replied with a gloomy face.