Mustache wanted to take a good rest and fight back in the best mental state. But Song Kun and his gang didn't want to give him any chance. They couldn't blatantly enter the village, but they used various methods to force Mustache
Showed up. That afternoon, Song Kun and the others did not deal with people directly, but killed two yaks in the village.
This made the people in the village very angry. Livestock and food were the things they depended on for survival. Several young people wanted to go out, but they were held back by the old people in the village. They didn't say anything, but looked at the mustaches and people invisibly.
In the small house where Jialuorong was, they knew that these things were all caused by these two outsiders.
Two yaks with their heads shot off were brought back to the village. The old Tibetan who took in Jialuorong couldn't sit still this time. He hesitated several times before speaking helplessly, saying that if others hadn't bullied them,
First of all, the people in the village don't want to cause other trouble.
Jialuorong looked at Mustache and felt an indescribable pain. She wanted to intercede with the old Tibetan and allow Mustache to rest for two more days, at least to recover a little from the flesh injury on her leg. But Mustache
She held him back to prevent her from pleading any more. His eyes could no longer see, but his bones were still hard.
"Tonight, we will leave immediately. These money will be used to pay for your yaks." Mustache fumbled and started to pack his things. His joystick was still straight. I don't know why, but Jialuorong looked at his back.
When I did, I couldn't hold back the tears in my eyes.
This cold and stubborn man would rather die than say a word to ask for help.
The news that Jialuorong was leaving made the young people in the village very angry, but they could not insist on what the old people said. However, they forced a yak to be brought out and hitched a yak cart to Jialuorong. The one was as strong as a yak.
The young man was also not good at words. He took a long breath, as if to vent the frustration in his heart, and then gently placed a gun in front of Jialuorong.
Several young people stood silently outside the yard, waiting until dark. They watched the delicate Jialuorong clumsily drive the yaks on the road slowly.
How far is this road? Jialuorong doesn't know, but she only knows one thing: she will save this man at all costs.
Several young people took them to the intersection out of the village. Jialuorong stopped and turned around to wave to them. The few people waited until the yak cart slowly disappeared into the darkness in the distance, but still refused to leave.
Song Kun and the others were keeping a close eye on the situation in the village, including the scene where Xiaozi and Jia Luorong were leaving in a yak cart. As soon as the cart left the village, Song Kun's men slowly followed from several directions.
Going up, they were not defenseless, but in their eyes, a blind man and a weak woman without any strength were like meat on a chopping board, they could cut it how they wanted.
The yak cart slowly walked towards the wasteland outside the village. Song Kun and the others chased closer and closer. Looking at the slow yak cart, Song Kun showed a cruel sneer on his face. He hated this man for more than a day or two.
But after a while, the few people chasing at the front became a little dizzy, because the yak cart with two people on it became empty at some point, and only the yak pulling the cart was left, still taking his time.
As they walked forward, they didn't even see where the people in the car were.
"Look for it!" Song Kun's face was very cold, his cruel smile disappeared, and a slight chill rose in his heart. He had an inexplicable fear of mustaches. Even though the other person was blind, he still felt scared.
Su Ri came to bring a lot of people this time. Although most of them followed him to Ice City, there were still a dozen or so people who stayed here. A dozen or so people speeded up and turned on all the lights. They didn't look.
Yes, there was indeed no one on the yak car. A dozen people divided into two parts and chased him from left to right.
"I don't believe he can fly! Give me..."
boom!
Before Song Kun finished speaking, a violent roar suddenly erupted from the feet of the people on the left. A huge fireball burst from the underground soil, accompanied by countless gravel flying across the ground, and several people screamed.
The sound was drowned out by the roar, and a stone was like a flying bullet, knocking Song Kun to his knees.
This is plastic explosive, which can only be detonated with a detonator. After entering the Tibetan area, Mustache has set foot on huge monuments. It cannot be separated from this thing, and it must be replenished after it is consumed. In this open land, although the explosive explosion cannot form a very powerful
A dense shock wave, but still very lethal. Several people around the center of the explosion were completely dead at that time, while the remaining people were in a mess but did not dare to move rashly.
"Everyone spread out!" Song Kun gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, one leg still shaking slightly. The remaining people immediately dispersed in all directions to avoid being swept away by explosives and the like.
The location they were in was the barren grassland outside the village. The cold moonlight shone on the blood and broken limbs. Even the night wind carried a chilling and bloody atmosphere. The living people held weapons in their hands.
, they walked very slowly, but no matter how careful they were, they couldn't see where Mustache and Jialuorong were.
Uh-huh...
A man was walking slowly, and as soon as his right foot took a step forward, a noose in the floating soil suddenly tightened and wrapped around his right ankle. He had no time to scream, and the noose was like a winding rope.
The slithering snake dragged him violently across the ground. This scene happened so fast and suddenly that the others didn't react at all. By the time they woke up, the man had been dragged out more than ten meters.
, and then was suddenly dragged underground.
After he was dragged into the ground, he immediately became silent. Song Kun and the rest of the people suddenly came to their senses, and several people shouted at the same time: "He's down there! He's down there!"
"Come out! Come out!" Song Kun went a little crazy, pulled out the gun in his hand, and fired a bunch of bullets at the ground under his feet: "Blind man!"
Whoosh...
The rest of the people were helpless. They knew that Mustache was under this piece of land, but they didn't know the other party's specific location. One person nervously stepped back step by step, with the gun in his hand always facing the ground. However, he didn't take a few steps.
A sharp blade suddenly appeared on the ground and penetrated his body from below. The blade disappeared just as quickly as it came. Before the man could curl up in pain and fall down, the blade was gone.
"There must be an entrance over there!"
The survivors woke up, sped up, and ran forward together. About ten meters away was the place where the man who had been dragged away by the rope disappeared. There was indeed an opening there, but after finding the opening, the group of people still
Don't dare to act rashly, go into pits and drill holes, no one can outplay Mustache, even if he is blind, he is still a dragon.
Several interconnected and not too wide holes were dug under this piece of land overnight. The soil layer may be thin or thick. While Song Kun and the others were staring at the entrance, a hand silently came from under the soil layer.
He stretched out breathlessly, and when he touched a person's ankle, the hand immediately tightened, and the surrounding soil sank. When the people around him pointed their guns at this place, the person who was dragged in could no longer do anything.
Made a sound.
This made everyone angry but helpless. Song Kun couldn't care about anything. He grabbed the gun from the person next to him and pulled the trigger desperately against the collapsed soil layer.
They immediately realized that in this land that had been tampered with by Mustache, there was no advantage in having more people. A few people pulled Song Kun and wanted to retreat and guard the edge of the land. They did not believe that Mustache
It can be kept in the soil forever.
Song Kun was reluctant, but this was the only way. Several people began to retreat quickly. Song Kun spat, threw the empty gun to the people next to him, turned around and left.
But as soon as he took a few steps, he felt his ankle was tightly grasped by a hand. Song Kun was not like other guys. His skills were very good. After he felt that he was caught, he immediately wanted to face the opponent upward with his backhand.
The two people next to him immediately came over to help. With the combined strength of the three people, the mustache under the soil could no longer hold on. However, he suddenly relaxed his strength, and the three people suddenly felt like they were losing their strength.
The mustache emerged from the ground covered in dirt. The blade in front of the alloy pipe flashed, and a guy's neck was almost cut off. Immediately afterwards, he hit Song Kun with his knee.
He injured his leg, causing the opponent to stagger and almost fall to his knees.
One of the mustache's hands grabbed Song Kun's Adam's apple, and the other hand quickly waved the alloy tube again. The other guy dodged faster, but was cut out by a sharp blade from his armpit to his lower back.
A deep and long wound left behind a wolf howl and a stream of blood. He left Song Kun behind and staggered away.
Song Kun's face was covered in blood, and he was being held by the throat. Just as he was about to struggle, he immediately felt a sharp blade beside his neck.
Mustache restrained Song Kun and faced the people opposite him coldly. His body was covered in blood, and his stern face had no expression. He didn't look like a blind man, but like a god of murder.
Song Kun refused to give in, struggling and shouting while holding his breath. He asked Mustache to consider the consequences. Mustache's hand tightened, almost strangling Song Kun to death. The people opposite also raised their guns and scolded him.
Beard, let him go.
"Go away." Mustache is still expressionless. This time, he will never save face for anyone.
The world is like this, especially in this circle, which follows the law of the jungle. Those who are soft-hearted will not survive long and will not live long. Cao Shi is a good example.
"roll!"
Mustache warned for the second time, but those people still had no intention of leaving, and they shouted even louder. Mustache stopped saying a word, and the alloy tube in his hand flashed, and half of Song Kun's palm flew into the air.