The night of the Al tribe is like a monster that keeps devouring the starry sky, sitting and watching the panic and messiness of the whole tribe.

However, Shangmen's secret guards are not vegetarians in the end, and after more than an hour, most of the people who escaped were killed, and only a few of them, who took advantage of the chaos to rush out of the tribe, may be hiding in some corner and are fortunate to be alive in this world.

In this group of captives, Xia Shang has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone, and has also become the object of the captives' eager to bite.

Xia Shang stood in the banquet hall that was still brightly lit a moment ago, deliberately, slightly hunched over, and did not stand straight like in the army.

The people of the Al tribe are generally shorter, he is more than 1.8 meters tall, and when he stands up straight, he always inevitably has a sense of being high up and looking down on others.

In addition, the new scar on his face made him even more fierce.

Xia Shang put his hands on both sides of his legs, lowered his eyes, and took away the sharpness under his eyes, Xia Shang didn't know if others could be as magical as him, standing here, standing in the place where Tian Yuan had just stood, he seemed to be able to easily distinguish the breath that belonged to her body by taking a deep breath.

It was very faint, and what was clearly visible in his mind was her smile and a slightly frightened look not long ago, but that's it, what a simple memory, how simple a fantasy, at this moment, in his heart, there was a warmth.

It was like, a moment ago, his wife, right by his side, smiling at him, scared at him.

"Your name is Ah Jun?" Lord Al looked at Xia Shang for a long time, touched the two beards on the side of his mouth with both hands, seemed to be smiling, and then spoke, his tone was firm, "Your skills are very good, you are not an ordinary person, you are Asian." ”

"I'm Chinese." Xia Shang's first answer was in China, because Lord Al spoke English, so he repeated it in English again, "I am from Asia China, I have been martial arts since I was a child, my ancestors opened a martial arts hall, and at the age of 18, I also participated in the army for two years, and later retired from the army, so I was a personal bodyguard." ”

As a soldier, it is the minimum criterion to be in danger, and in the face of Lord Al's inquiry, Xia Shang indifferently seemed to be saying some facts that belonged to his past, "Some time ago, when I came to the Middle East with my boss, in order to protect my boss, I was injured and fainted on the side of the road, and I was taken back to the Al tribe by your people. ”

After Xia Shang finished answering what he had to say, he stood quietly in place, listening to several tribal elders discussing some words in the tribal language that he didn't understand, but through those scrutinizing eyes, he knew that they were discussing how to execute him, the captive who had made a meritorious contribution.

Xia Shang's face was always faint without any expression, his performance was very much in line with a personal bodyguard, in line with a bodyguard who had been trained by special training and troops, but only he knew that his palms were already in a cold sweat.

From the moment he saw Tian Yuan, he had already gambled with his life, as long as he could see Tian Yuan safe and sound, even if it was to give his life, he would be willing to do it.

When the tribal elder was talking about some astronomy that Xia Shang didn't understand, Xia Shang withdrew his gaze from the elder and began to think about a person.

He was surprised to see Tian Yuan and Ning Yueling with her in the Al tribe.