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"You are so brave. Instead of staying in Jiangbei, you actually came to my territory. Are you trying to stage the drama from two years ago? Do you really think he can still fight his way out of a million-strong army?"

In the wooden house, the person in the front seat slammed the documents on the table.

"Young Master, the Blood Demon claims to the outside world that as long as he lives for one day, he will be worthy of the name of Young Master. No matter whether it is Fang Weng or Light and Shadow, they are all afraid of his identity.

He did this simply because he didn't take you seriously, and now he even runs in front of you to show off his power.

I ask for a fight so that he will never come back."

Several generals here asked for a battle together. Before, they admired Yang Mo's arrogance. Now, they also understand what it was like for those enemies to face the arrogant Yang Mo.

"He never put me in his eyes. All the flowers and applause belong to him. If I take action, wouldn't I play into his hands?" The young man snorted, his eyes getting colder.

"Young Master, are we going to miss this opportunity?" Everyone expressed their unwillingness.

"To deal with him, why do we need to do it ourselves?" A sneer appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.

Yang Mo, you are seeking death through various tricks. If I can let you leave the desert, from now on, I will give you the name of young master.

The road ahead was calm and tiring. The two of them walked and stopped, and the day passed very quickly.

I discovered many novel things on the road, and the sound of guitar occasionally sounded in my ears. In the strong wind, there was almost no sound.

"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"

At night, the two people arrived at the nearest stronghold.

Du Junshan and a few boys have already been waiting here and are having a barbecue.

"How do you feel at the end of the day?" Du Junshan asked with a smile.

"It's very refreshing. The sand wind blows on my face and feels very comfortable." Bai Qianqian smiled happily. There was a layer of yellow dust on her snow-white cheeks.

"That's good. There are many different things along the way." Du Junshan responded with a smile.

After the two cleaned up and settled in, they walked out to eat barbecue with everyone.

"Today is the last meal we have. We will say goodbye tomorrow. I don't know when we will see each other again. Maybe there will never be a next time." Du Junshan drank all the wine in the bowl.

"If you can get drunk today, why bother asking for a future? I am a guest from the end of the world, and I will be gone at the end of the world."

Yang Mo also drank all the wine in the bowl.

The moment the strong drink entered his throat, Yang Mo frowned slightly.

In an instant, it returned to normal.

Bai Qianqian also picked up the wine bowl and drank heavily.

"The wine is too strong, so drink less, or you'll have a headache the next day." Yang Mo advised.

"It's okay. I'll drink less. It won't delay my trip." Bai Qianqian drank half of the wine before putting down the bowl.

The fair cheeks were gradually filled with blush, and the scene in front of her became blurry.

When he spoke, he also turned into a big tongue, until everything in front of him turned into darkness, and his tongue lay lazily in his mouth, unwilling to move.

"Although my brothers and sisters are southern girls, their generosity is no less than that of the border girls. You two are really enviable." Du Junshan admired from the bottom of his heart.

"Big brother will also find the woman of his own in the future. Let's continue drinking."

Yang Mo held the drunk Bai Qianqian in his arms, rested her head on his lap, and continued drinking with a group of bandits.

Lone star in the long night, wine and barbecue, strong wind howling, causing smoke and confusion.

I don’t know how much time passed, but I was completely drunk. Du Junshan also had sadness on his cheeks.

"I was born here, and the traces of my life will remain here. I will leave tomorrow, and I will get drunk today."

He stood up and threw the entire bowl of wine into the desert.

"Brother is a generous person. I want to ask him, should I get drunk too?" Yang Mo asked.

"Brother, it's up to you whether you're drunk or not. It doesn't matter if you're drunk. If there's any danger in my eldest brother's territory, I'll protect you with my life." Du Junshan assured, patting his chest.

"Thank you, brother. It's just that someone is here." Yang Mo looked into the distance.

In the darkness, a group of figures were approaching.

Du Junshan also stared at the person appearing in the darkness. Damn it, this was a slap in his face.

"Brother Shan, I can't sleep at night. Wouldn't you mind if I came to visit you?" Brother Pingtou's figure flashed out little by little.

Behind him were his brothers.

The comer is evil! Du Junshan knew that these people were going to attack Yang Mo, but he didn't expect that they would be on his territory so soon.

"Haha, we are all brothers, why should we be so polite? Now that we are here, let's have a few drinks together. But..."

Having said this, Du Junshan's words became much colder.

"Just drink tonight and don't do anything else. If anyone is dishonest, don't blame the revolver in my hand for being rude."

"Haha, what are you saying, Brother Shan? Even if the brothers drink too much, they won't do anything."

As Brother Pingtou said this, he pulled Du Junshan back to the wine table. The other boys sat down next to the drunk man.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this is surveillance. If they take action, such a group of drunkards can be hacked to death in minutes, and Du Junshan will be left alone.

Du Junshan secretly regretted that he shouldn't have let his brothers drink so much. It seemed that he needed to take a preemptive strike and control Brother Pingtou. In that case, it would be easier to deal with the group without a leader.

Yang Mo and Brother Pingtou greeted each other and each picked up the big bowl in front of them.

The flat-headed brother picked it up and took a big sip, then spit out all the wine.

"Pingtou, what do you mean by this? You're not trying to cause trouble, are you?" Du Junshan stared at Brother Pingtou, ready to take action at any time.

Brother Pingtou wiped his mouth: "Brother Shan, you are really a bad person. You are the first to file a complaint. Your wine is laced with drugs. Are you going to let all your brothers drink it?"

They are all masters of wine tasting and can taste any changes in the wine.

"I drugged you? Hahaha, Flathead, you are usually a straight-forward person, but now you are resorting to tricks? I drugged and knocked all my brothers into coma. What is the purpose? Are you waiting for you to come and end it?

?" Du Junshan sneered.

Yang Mo is rich, but he has never thought of bad ideas. He is not greedy, and a few million is enough for him to live for a lifetime.

Why seek death in the end and attack his friends? Yang Mo's trust made Du Junshan regard him as a close friend.

"Brother Shan, do you still want to pretend? Brother Yang is here for the first time. He drinks our wine for the first time. Naturally, he can't taste the change, but do you still want to deceive me? As for whether these brothers of yours are really drunk, don't you

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