Chapter 812: The Guest Who Played Soy Sauce

Ha Albara's accidental injury made the smell of gunpowder in front of the yurt instantly thickened, and the muzzles of the black holes were blurred against each other, but no one pulled the trigger first, and at such a close distance, the gun would kill people as soon as it rang out.

"Qiangba, if you hurt Young Master Hal, it's better to come with us, otherwise you won't be able to run away when the master brings someone over." The man with the national character face is the bodyguard invited by the Ha Albara family, and his heart is a mess of thatch that has been trampled by the horses after this incident today, and the palms of the guns are trembling slightly.

Things have come to this point Qiangba is also confused, the power of the Harbara family in this grassland can be described as the standard soil emperor, and Lord Hal is still a character who must be repaid, today this matter will depend on him no matter what, this year, no matter where it is, it is poor and damn rich, almost regardless of borders, this time it is not easy to think of good.

At the critical time, Daleng was hard, he aimed his gun at the eyebrows of the man with the national character, and said in a deep voice: "Muren, how can the leopard on the grassland be the guard dog of the Hal family?" If you want to take Jampa away, ask me about the gun first! ”

The man with the national character face knows Daleng, this product is a well-known hob meat, and even the strongest horse can't pull it back, and he really dares to pull the trigger with a gun in his hand.

"Daleng, you'd better leave this matter alone, although you are all following Mr. Bai now, he is a foreigner who will never offend Lord Hal for you." Muren pointed the muzzle of the gun at Daleng's chest, and from the golden gun in this guy's hand, he could guess that he had indeed mixed well during this time, and he would never have thought that the original owner of this gun was thinking about how to help.

Xu Qing didn't want to mix this kind of thing in his heart, after all, this is in Mongolia, and the identity of the Huaxia martial soul is probably not very useful, and even if he solves the trouble in front of him, it is estimated that it will not be over, so let's wait and see!

Qiangba was empty-handed, and the only Mongolian knife on his body was pierced on the horse chrysanthemum and was taken away, he turned his head and glanced at the three horses not far away, there was a multi-barreled gun behind the horses, and if that thing was brought out, no matter how many people came from the other party, he would not be afraid.

Daleng was still confronting Muren, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, the old man of the Hal family is not a vegetarian, he has at least hundreds of long and short guns under his command, and it is his own side that suffers when things are deadlocked.

"Daleng, why don't you put down the gun together and deal with it when Master Hal comes?" Makiren felt a layer of sweat in the palm of his hand holding the gun, slippery and greasy, and all he had to do now was to ease the tension as much as possible, and wait for someone from the Halbara family to deal with the matter.

Daleng nodded and said, "Okay, you put down the gun first, even if you hurt people at most, you will lose money, not to mention that Qiangba is still unintentional." ”

Mu Ren exchanged glances with another man with a gun, the muzzle of the gun drooped down, and Daleng also deflected the muzzle, but everyone's fingers never left the trigger.

Xu Qing touched his nose, and suddenly heard the roar of the engine in front of him, more than ten off-road trucks roared in, and no less than fifty Mongolians with various guys jumped out of the car, scimitars, rifles, pistols, firearms, long and short hot and cold, and even a few with a bundle of thick hemp rope in their hands.