"Brother, don't be so gunpowder-smelling. I don't have any other intention, brother. 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 it because I have 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 for you to control.
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. You're the only one."
"How does human flesh taste?"
Hearing Lester ask this, Brister 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 play 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.
Not sure what their boss meant, the bandits could only watch as Scarash disappeared. The crossbow lost sight for a long time and then put it down. They didn't know whether they should chase him or not.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and Brister Bloodhand smiled.
"Ah haha, easy to talk about...Dick, give your sand beast to this brother, you sit with me, and we will talk when we get back."
"snort!"
Dick, who was dissatisfied, did not dare to disobey and jumped off the sand beast's back. The single-braided young man 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, hearing 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 can only ask you to die."
Dick fell into the sand with his eyes open, 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, you're going to stumble me too, right?"
"Why the hell are you still standing there!? Huh? 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 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, but then they looked at each other in confusion. The 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 refused to move.
"Ruthless enough... let's go!"
I don't know who roared, and the menacing Bloody Hand Gang left.
After searching the bodies of the boss and second son 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 sound came from the distance. Lester turned his head and old Baby ran back happily.
Lester, who once again had a mount, released the rein for the sand beasts, allowing the two sand beasts to quickly escape. Lester mounted the energetic old Baby again.
"Come on, old man, thank you for not abandoning me."
"Hululululu~"
Tilting his head and pressing against the man's hand, Old Baby straightened his neck again and snorted with pride on his face.
…
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 also installations 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 entrance fee, Lester entered Naerimajie.
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.
Shurima's most proud symbol [the Ascended Legion] has become a glamorous whore. For a big force, only one can be popular at the same time with absolute force and seductive beauty, because powerful warriors are not always popular. Women in their own country will be allowed to sell their bodies.
After settling old Baby, the man pushed open the rotten wooden door of the inn, and immediately two middle-aged women with brown wheat skin in cool clothes leaned 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 find other customers.
"What do you have here?"
"Aibik's cheese and mammoth milk, Skarashi salted barbecue and sand beast meat, what do you want?"
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 I don't need to sell my ass."
"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 eyes, leaned the pitch-black cold iron spear against the table, and took it out from the luggage again. The sand tiger teeth and worm carapace tied up with animal sinews finally stopped the eyes that were about to move.
At this moment, curses came from the second floor, and then a thin and ugly girl rolled down the stairs, causing the cheerful atmosphere in the inn to stop.
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 sword guard.
Yawenba
"Throw this eyesore away from me! Don't let me see her again!"
