Seeing that the matter had exceeded their expectations, Vasily quickly sent a little brother to tell Lao Wang. Who knew that Lao Wang smiled sinisterly after hearing this: "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will come to your own fate!"
He called out that young man who had been following him. "You drive and pull them and follow them and find a suitable place to start. Try not to hurt Jiangbuer, otherwise it will be very troublesome. Also, you are not allowed to get out of the car, no matter the result, you will be safely back."
The young man nodded and drove away with excitement, while Lao Wang got on the shuttle bus to Yining. He never put himself in a dangerous situation.
The villages from the port to Jiangbul are all Gobi Deserts, except for the sporadic Hongliu, there is not even green grass. Therefore, there are not many sheep in their village, but the Sixty-Two Gion distributed a large area of ​​them from the reclaimed land, and they lived by planting.
There is actually no road from the village to the port. The so-called road is just the traces of ox carts and livestock stepping out. However, there is no road in the Gobi Desert, it is all smooth slopes and you can walk at will.
Although five kilometers is not long, it will take a while to sit on the slow ox cart. Occasionally, the old ox who pulls the cart will stop next to a certain bush, greedily wrap some tender leaves with his tongue and put them into his mouth.
The two of them were not in a hurry. Jiang Buer even picked up Dongbula, who never left her body, and played it. Yang Geyong lay in the car and hummed softly: "If you get married, don't marry someone else, you must marry me. Take your sister and bring your dowry to my yurt!"
Yang Geyong's voice is very nice and familiar with Kazakh language. He sang this song full of exotic flavor. Lianjiang Buer kept praising him.
At this time, Yang Geyong accidentally turned his head, and the big-butt Gas 69 behind him had already followed them all the way.
"Jangpur, is this the car in your village?" Yang Geyong couldn't help asking.
Jiang Buer looked back and shook his head: "There are two cars in our village that we exchanged for from neighboring countries, but neither of them is like this. This butt is too big. It's so ugly like a cow's butt."
There are two types of Gas 69. One is the same as the one that Ye Yuze exchanged for before, and the other is the same as the Beijing 212. The other is the shape of a Jeep, similar to the domestic 121. This kind of car can pull some things and is also loved by specific people.
"Your village has changed cars? What can I change them?" Yang Geyong suddenly became interested and kept reversing, which made him feel tired. If he could have a car, it would solve the big problem.
Jiang Buer smiled: "Ten carpets, but the car cannot come from the port, so you have to drive from elsewhere."
"Can you change me one? I want twenty carpets." Yang Geyong naturally didn't care about that little money.
Jiang Buer nodded: "Okay, I'll ask you when I go to the village. It should be possible to be exchanged. It's useless for the villagers to exchange it. It can't be opened several times a year."
Yang Geyong nodded, feeling a little excited, but unexpectedly he would have such unexpected gains. After a while, he went to the village and asked with Jiang Buer. He didn't care if he paid the extra money. This made him forget the car behind him.
A roar sounded. The car suddenly increased its accelerator and drove it to the front of the ox cart and then braked suddenly. The old ox was shocked by the car and almost shocked.
You should know that things like cows are usually slow to look at. But don’t be impatient. Once you are stimulated or frightened, they will be faster than horses when they become violent. And they have a strong attack power, just look at bullfighting to know.
Seeing that the cow was about to go crazy, Jiang Buer jumped out of the car and hugged the cow's head with both hands and comforted her. This trick really worked. Niu lived in his family for more than ten years, which was equivalent to growing up with Jiang Buer. Jiang Buer's comfort soon took effect. His emotions calmed down.
Jiang Buer scolded the car angrily: "Don't you have eyes? You have to squeeze us with such a wide Gobi Desert?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. It turned out that Vasily and several others walked out of the car with their faces covered with knives. Jiangbuer reached out and grabbed the hilt of the knife around his waist, and asked nervously: "What are you doing? I shout that the people in the village will come out to save us."
Vasily looked at him disdainfully: "Little Balang hurry up and go home to have a breastfeed. This has nothing to do with you. We only want this person and his goods."
Even if Jiang Buer's mind is simple, he still understands who they are now? But in the Gobi Desert at this moment, he can't even see a rabbit except for birds. He is just a child in his twenties, and it is impossible to say that he is not afraid of it.
Yang Geyong lay in the car and didn't look at them at all. Although he was a little pretentious, in this case, even if he was nervous, his temperament had to be tightly grasped. Besides, he was really not afraid of them.
However, these guys are holding knives, and as long as they try, they must not be soft-hearted at all.
Seeing that Yang Geyong ignored them at all, Vasily's little heart, which was already a little scared, was suddenly filled with anger. After all, he was a thug, so he had to have some professional ethics, right? He could be beaten to death, but he must not be scared to death!
He waved the knife in his hand and rushed towards Yang Geyong. The three little brothers learned their lesson this time and followed closely behind. The knife in his hand shone with cold light under the sunlight.
The ox cart was short, and it was only as good as the shoulders of ordinary people as two people. Vasily was about 1.9 meters tall. He rushed to the side of the car and slashed his knife and stabbed Yang Geyong in the chest.
The tip of the knife was about to touch the clothes. Yang Geyong's body was on the side of the body. Vasily's knife was suddenly stabbed on the bed sheet. The knife was very sharp and pierced several layers of bed sheets in one go.
Just as Vasily was about to pull out, a cold light flashed in Yang Geyong's hand, and a knife was directly stabbed on the back of Vasily's hand. Vasily felt a chill on the back of his hand, and the palm was pierced and nailed to the bed sheet below.
Then Yang Geyong pulled up the knife in his hand and threw it out. A little brother who was following Vasily felt a chill on his shoulders, and then his right hand suddenly lost strength. The knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang!"
In a blink of an eye, the two people were injured, which made Jiang Buer stunned. At this time, Yang Geyong had already jumped out of the car, and the remaining two guys were watching their companions' injuries and forgot about Yang Geyong.
Yang Geyong didn't forget them, and kicked a guy in the back as soon as he landed. The guy screamed, threw his body down, and pressed the guy just injured to the ground.
Chapter completed!