After adjusting his breathing for a moment, Zhao Rui jumped off the horse, took two steps forward slowly with the King Yu Sword in hand.
"It's best to tell which tribe you belong to, otherwise no one will be able to leave alive today."
The group of guys in front of them were stunned for a moment, and then they gathered together to discuss it, and then immediately surrounded Zhao Rui and his party.
"Which tribe are we from? You are not qualified to know. Hand over all the valuable things you have on you immediately, otherwise you will be asked to see the King of Hell now."
Zhao Rui laughed twice. It seemed that these guys were toasting instead of having to drink fine wine, but just when he was about to take action, a figure suddenly rushed out of the forest.
This guy was holding a mountain ax in his hand. He was extremely muscular. As soon as he came out, he jumped up high and chopped down hard with the ax in his hand.
Zhao Rui suddenly became interested and struck with the long knife in his hand, colliding with the opponent.
The two people went back and forth and exchanged blows several times. The guy opposite immediately took a few steps back and leaned against a big tree, breathing heavily.
"Why are these people from the Central Plains so powerful? Didn't they agree that they are just a bunch of guys with ordinary martial arts skills?"
Just as Zhao Rui was about to move forward, the man holding the ax suddenly raised his hand.
"Wait a minute, who are you? How did you offend King Mu? Why did he pay such a high price for us to kill you?"
Zhao Rui raised his eyebrows slightly: "King Mu? He has been killed by me! Even if you really kill me, I'm afraid no one will give you money."
The leading man couldn't help but widen his eyes, and immediately called a younger brother from the side to let him investigate.
Not long after, the little brother ran over in a hurry.
"Chief! King Mu is indeed dead. There is still a funeral in the city. We may really not get the money."
The leading man took a sip of temper and threw the ax to the ground.
"This guy wants to trick us even after he dies. He quits and retreats immediately."
Zhao Rui stepped forward and blocked their way.
"If I guess correctly, it should be the Shanjia tribe, right?"
The leading man was stunned for a moment, then took off his mask.
"That's right, I am the leader of the Shanjia Tribe. There was just a misunderstanding between us just now. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, our account has been wiped off!"
Zhao Rui couldn't help but pick it up, his brain circuitry was really strange without this guy.
"Although you are using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, in the final analysis, the relationship between Lu Juesha and me cannot be settled like this."
The leading man immediately picked up the axe, his face full of vigilance.
"Then what do you want?"
Zhao Rui directly grabbed the man's shoulder: "As far as I know, the Shanjia tribe only recognizes money and nothing else. If the money is given enough, they can risk their lives!"
The man nodded, his face full of pride.
"Yes, this is the glorious tradition of our Shanjia tribe, and no one in the entire southern Xinjiang knows it."
"Okay!" Zhao Rui immediately took out a cloth bag from his body and stuffed it into it: "There are five hundred taels of gold here. I wonder how long I can hire your tribe?"
The Shanjia tribe has always been in the mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang. They had never seen so much gold, and they were stunned for a while.