"Brother, don't be so gunpowder-smelling. Brother, I don't have any other intention. I just want to bring you into a group. There are too few people who can cross the desert alone like you. Brother, isn't this a love for talents?
Now I'm getting a little anxious, brother, please forgive me if I've offended you... You put the knife down for me, didn't I say don't do it?"
After rubbing his hands, the bald man motioned for his men to put down their weapons and said to Leicester with a smile on his face.
"My name is Brister Bloody Hand, and I am the boss of the Bloody Hand Gang. The land for hundreds of miles around here is the territory of our Bloody Hand Gang. Brother, no matter how powerful you are, there is no way you can fight against so many people like my brother.
Yes, listen to my brother's advice and join the gang. This desert is too big and you can't control it.
If your strength can conquer these brats, you will be the second in command of the Bloody Hands!"
"Brother! I was promised to be the second in command of the Blood Hand Gang..."
"Shut up! You idiot, you have no right to speak here! Ahem, what's up, brother? I've never invited anyone else, so you're the only one."
"How does human flesh taste?"
Hearing Lester ask this, Lester was stunned and forced a smile on his face.
"Haha, what you're saying is, why are we the kind of barbarians who cannibalize people? That's what my brother called you just now..."
"Oh, if you haven't eaten, I will join the team, but my old buddy is following me, go! Go and have fun by yourself."
With a slap on Old Baby's butt, Old Baby was stunned for a moment, and then he ran away from the crowd with his legs.
Unsure of what their boss meant, the bandits could only watch as Scarash disappeared. The crossbow lost sight for a long time and then was put down. They didn't know whether they should pursue him or not.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Brister Bloodhand smiled.
"Ah haha, it's easy to talk...Dick, give your sand beast to this brother, you sit with me, and we'll talk when we get back."
"snort!"
Dick, who was unhappy, did not dare to disobey, and jumped off the back of the sand beast. The young man with a single braid glared at Lester and was about to move the sand beast away. As soon as he turned his back, the spear came out directly from his body.
Dick stared at the tip of the gun protruding from his chest with wide eyes, and heard the man's indifferent words in his ears.
"No matter who you are, I can only be the second-in-command of the Bloody Hand Gang. If you dare to compete with me for the second-in-command position, I will have to ask you to die."
Dick fell into the sand with a still expression on his face, and the smell of blood made the sand beast a little irritable.
The sudden change caused everyone to freeze on the spot. They were about to pick up their weapons and attack, but the man's words forced the bandits to stop their movements and look at their boss.
With difficulty accepting the fact that his brother was dead, Brister looked at Lester with bloodshot eyes: "You...you actually killed my brother...how dare you?"
"This guy will definitely give me a stumbling block if he is alive. It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible."
As he spoke, Lester leaned towards Brister again.
"Looking at this situation, are you going to stumble me too?"
"Why the hell are you still standing there!? Ah? Kill this bastard for me!
"
The roaring man pulled out his scimitar and struck it at Lester, but Lester had already put the tip of the spear into Brister's heart.
After bringing out a handful of blood flowers, Brister's body fell to the ground, and Brister said calmly.
"Okay, the boss and the second child are both dead. It's up to you to decide whether you want to die here or become the new boss and second child."
The remaining eleven sand bandits had just raised their weapons and prepared to attack, and then they looked at each other in confusion. Their buttocks that had been twisting wildly before were now as solid as Shurima's sun disk. Who was stuck on the back of the sand beast?
He also refused to move.
"Ruthless enough... let's go!"
I don't know who yelled, and the angry Bloody Hand Gang left.
After searching the bodies of the boss and second brother of the Bloody Hand Gang, Lester left behind some usable weapons and a small bag of gemstones and gold coins, and closed the eyes of the two brothers Brister and Dick. Fengsha and Beast would help
He finished collecting the bodies.
"Look, it doesn't actually matter who is the boss or the second. They just want to find an excuse to mix in the crowd, brandish knives and enjoy the killing. And...it's a bit disrespectful that you want to recruit me with thirteen people. More next time."
Find someone."
Just as he was about to ride on the shivering sand beast, a familiar nasal voice came from the distance. Lester turned his head and old Baby ran back with cheerful steps.
Lester, who once again had a mount, released the rein for the sand beasts, allowing the two sand beasts to escape quickly. Lester mounted the energetic old Baby again.
"Come on, old man, thank you for not abandoning me."
"Hululululu~"
Tilting his head and touching the man's hand, Old Baby straightened his neck again and snorted with pride.
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When winter came, Lester successfully arrived at the ancient capital of Shurima [Nerima Jie].
This is a desert city built on ruins. It has the unique architectural style of the desert people. The entire city is protected by the damaged high-rise city walls. The broken parts are simply repaired with simple wooden frames and clay blocks. There are settings on the towers.
With a trebuchet,
There is an oasis in the city as the core area, where some of the most powerful people live. Soldiers with spears and armor patrol the city walls and streets. Currently, this ancient city belongs to Shurima's great warlord Thesidis.
.
After paying an entry fee, Lester entered Nerimajie.
Feeling the exotic atmosphere of the ancient city of Shurima, take Old Baby Lester and walk on the ancient stone road.
This place is far more majestic and shocking than the praise of the Shurima Empire in the poetry collection. However, no matter how great the country or city is, it cannot withstand the baptism of time and sand. The high walls collapsed and the solid rocks decayed. The past glory of the Shurima Empire
It is no longer there, buried in the yellow sand together with the sun disk, and has become an ancient myth and legend passed down from generation to generation.
The most proud symbol of Shurima [the Ascended Legion] has become a glamorous whore. For a big force, absolute force and seductive beauty can only be popular at the same time, because powerful warriors cannot
Will allow women in their own country to sell their bodies.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After settling the old baby, the man pushed open the rotten wooden door of the inn, and immediately there were two middle-aged women with brown wheat skin wearing cool clothes leaning against him.
Came over.
"Guest, do you need a guide? Our sisters are very good at craftsmanship. We can take a bath together."
"No, thank you both. I think you should take a shower first before saying this to me."
Taking a step back to avoid the woman who smelled of sourness and heather, Lester refused directly without leaving any room.
A look of disappointment suddenly appeared on their faces, and the two sisters had no intention of getting entangled anymore. They could only twist their waists and continue to look for other customers.
"What do you have here?"
"Ibik's cheese and mammoth milk, Skalash salted barbecue and sand beast meat, what do you want to order?"
Thinking back to the loyal and reliable old Babe, Lester licked his lips.
"Two pounds of Skarashi salted barbecue, one portion of Mengma milk, do you accept sand tiger teeth and sand tiger skin here?"
"Guests we accept, please rest assured that we will calculate the value according to the market price in this city. Of course, if the guest cannot afford to pay, you will have to leave something behind, such as a finger or something. In addition,
, you have to go to work to pay back the money, I think your ass will be very valuable."
"Let's serve the food. I can afford it and there's no need to sell my butt."
"Okay~ It'll be ready soon. You can go and sit over there."
Sitting on an empty table, Lester put his luggage at his feet, coldly returned some prying glances, leaned the pitch-black cold iron spear against the table, and took it out of his luggage.
The sand tiger teeth and worm carapace tied up with animal tendons made the eyes that were eager to move finally stop thinking.
At this moment, curses came from the second floor, and then a thin and ugly girl rolled down the stairs, halting the cheerful atmosphere in the inn.
A middle-aged businessman came down the stairs, wearing four jeweled gold rings on his hands. The man looked unlucky and kicked the dying girl in the chest, shouting to the guard with a sword.
"Throw this eyesore away from me! Don't let me see her again!"
