Sure enough, as planned by the Void Sun Rat, Dai Junchou's convoy arrived at the camp an hour early. Winter in the prairie is silent, yes, a kind of silence that envelops the heavens and the earth. The wind was strong, blowing the clothes of the people, and the sound of hunting intensified. As far as the world could see, the pale yellow withered grass and the slightly dim light of the sky reflected the desolation more and more. The winter grassland is like a steady and wise old man, less of that dynamic business, but a little more solemn and vicissitudes.

The wolves ate the long-awaited roast sheep, cleaned the camp, and waited for Mr. Liang's convoy. In less than half an hour, the shadow of the convoy could be faintly seen on the road in the distance, and they came.

Mr. Liang's Humvee convoy maintained a high degree of vigilance as soon as it entered the grassland, and the thermal imager on the car was turned on early, searching for possible ambushes, but unfortunately the group did not find anything until they saw the white yurt and the maple standing in the distance.

"They won't really be ten people." Wei Dong frowned, the cold color in the thermal imager clearly indicated that there was no living target except for the group of people in the distance, what was going on? What about the ambush of the king?

"Thermal imager? Hmph, it would be strange if he didn't guard against you. Mr. Liang snorted, "Just drive the car in and park near the road." "Dai Junchou, the decisive battle between you and me is about to begin!

"There were ten people in the car, and there were two lurking masters within a radius of 100 meters. Eighty meters to the northeast. "Zhang Shu is worthy of keeping vigil for the chicken Sichen dog, and he was the first to discover the hidden enemy.

"I'm afraid it's not just these two people, the soldiers will come to block, the water will come to cover the earth, let's see the move." Feng said lightly, watching Mr. Liang get out of the car first, seeing the worry on Bi Yuewu's face, and seeing the seven kills of his old opponent.

"Brother Dai Jun Chuang Feng, look up for a long time." Mr. Liang bowed his hand slightly, which was regarded as a greeting. Mr. Liang and Bi Yuewu walked among the crowd, left and right were their most reliable cronies Qin Hu Weidong, and the arrogance and confidence on their faces were about to come out, not like a defeated opponent, but like a high-spirited general.

"Mr. Wang Liang of the Northeast, I am glad to meet you." Kaede also arched his hand, standing next to Ryoko, with a smile that seemed to be nothing, his eyes revealed a trace of confidence, and his body exuded unyielding wisdom. What about Mr. Liang, and what about the King of the Northeast. This is the grassland, not your three eastern provinces. And I'm not just the representative of City A!

Wei Dong, who was beside Mr. Liang, didn't see how to move, he took half a step forward, swept the tired look on his face, his eyes were full of essence, and the heavy pressure seemed to rise from the ground, Wei Dong was not burly, but in the eyes of everyone, Wei Dong was getting taller and taller at this moment, and everyone was a little short of breath.

Seeing this, the fighting wood hedgehog smiled, came out of the crowd, appeared wide and long, his eyes drooped slightly, his hands were folded, and the coercion that shrouded everyone's hearts suddenly dissipated. Although Doumu Ji's eyes were not staring at Wei Dong, but his kung fu mentioned the top, Wei Dong did not dare to relax at the moment, his eyes were ringing