In the sunlight, the blood vessels that had been severed by the carotid arteries gushed out like a fountain of blood, gushing out several meters long.

Then the woman with long blond hair, her body was like a soft noodle, and she collapsed softly.

Killing this one didn't count, and the assailant continued to kill the second victim.

Are they killing people for fun? This is something that Lin Song can't tolerate, no matter who it is, he shouldn't be tortured and killed like this.

It's too cruel, it's too inhuman, and it's something that the entire Sword Squad can't tolerate.

"Save people."

Lin Song doesn't care whether this team is an opponent or not, at this time, he can only save people first.

Lin Song gave an order, and the snow wolf was the first warrior to carry out this order, only to see that the snow wolf was like a thunderbolt, like white lightning, rushing towards the camel caravan.

The guy with the knife in his hand didn't notice anything strange around him, he seemed to be a perverted guy who specialized in finding weak women.

In his hand clutched a woman with short ear-length hair, whose face was covered with pain because of the attacker's hair, her brows furrowed tightly, and the two lines were mixed with fear and unwilling tears, and her fair face was painted with flowers.

"I have told you, this is a forbidden area, no one is allowed to cross this line, since you are looking for death, then let me end your filthy and sinful life by the last wish of the prophet, and go to the prophet to repent."

The attacker closed his eyes, as if in prayer, muttered a long list of unintelligible nonsense, and then went about to kill the woman in front of him.

The snow wolf appeared at the last moment, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and threw the unsuspecting attacker to the ground in an instant.

Then there was a pig-killing scream from the desert, and the snow wolf's fangs, more than an inch long, were fiercely embedded in the shoulders of the attackers.

The stinging pain of the flesh and the pain of the shoulder blade being torn made the attacker almost worse than death, and he could only subconsciously let out a ghostly howl.

Even if the enemy had begged for mercy, the snow wolf did not forgive him, and the sharp wolf teeth only pierced the flesh of the attacker deeper and deeper.

Blood flowed down the snow wolf's mouth like a stream, and the attacker fainted in complete pain.

Being attacked by the snow wolf like this, the other people on the camel seemed a little uncalm, but although they had guns in their hands, they didn't dare to shoot casually.

It's not that they're worried about the sound of gunfire that they're going to attract any enemies, it's that they're afraid they're going to hurt their accomplices, and they're not even more worried about hurting their fellow by mistake.

So they could only avoid the heavy and light, put down the muzzle, drew the full moon scimitar, urged the dinosaur-like camel, and rushed towards the snow wolf, wanting to end the snow wolf's attack with the knife.

One of the guys brandished a scimitar and raised his arm high, and when he was about to make a slashing motion, Lin Song arrived in time.

Lin Song, who was driving an exoskeleton mechanical warrior, was like a charging tank car, and it hit the side of the camel with a 'boom'.

Although the camel is powerful, it is obviously vulnerable in front of the mechanical warriors, and the whole camel was knocked to the ground by force, and then due to the huge inertia, the whole camel rowed out more than ten meters horizontally before stopping.

The guy on the camel had already been crushed to death by the camel weighing hundreds of kilograms, and his eye beads were crushed, and he died there tragically.

Seeing Lin Song coming, those camel riders became a little restless.

They took off the guns on their backs one after another and threatened Lin Song, but they only threatened and did not dare to shoot.

"Mark Hughes, you have broken the agreement between us, this is the forbidden place of our Jacko tribe, even the sleeping place where you cannot blaspheme the gods, if you insist on breaking the agreement, then we can only accompany it to the end."

The camel rider at the head didn't seem to want to tear his face with Lin Song, or the person who drove the mechanical warrior to be exact, because he was afraid of the other party's strong strength.

If Lin Song really wanted to duel with these camel knights, they would have no chance of winning at all, at best, they would just help Lin Song move his muscles.

"My name is Lin Song, I don't care about any fart agreement between Mark Hughes and you, in short, I just cover the people here."

Lin Song snorted coldly and said.

"Mark Hughes, is this your attitude towards the gods? Wen Keshen will be angry, now that the plague is epidemic, isn't that enough, do you still want to make Wen Keshen even more angry? ”

The camel rider gave Lin Song the feeling that he was not negotiating, but giving Lin Song an example to persuade him not to anger Wen Ke, the patron saint of this desert.

Otherwise, there will be an even worse plague epidemic.

"I told you, my name is Lin Song, not Mark Hughes, don't you understand?"

Lin Song was not very proficient in foreign languages, to put it bluntly, it was two knives, but this local man also had two knives in foreign languages, and the conversation between them was more like two dialects in different regions communicating, except that if they didn't understand, it was a joke.

"Mark Hughes, the cure for the plague, our patriarch leader, has already given it to you, if you are not satisfied, Wen Keshen is furious, a catastrophe is about to befall the world, don't blame us for not informing you when the time comes."

When the camel rider said this, no matter how Lin Song understood it, he led his men to stand on the sand line of this sand dune on camels, no matter who it was, they couldn't pass half a step.

Those people probably also understood that Lin Song was the one who came to save their lives, so their hostile attitude was much less.

"Dear friend, if you are really a man of Mark Hughes, then I can only say that it is a pity that although you have helped us, we will not give in."

The person who spoke didn't seem to care about Lin Song's attitude, and as he said this, he was busy digging out the metal barrel buried in the desert.

Just now, the four laborers were a little rude, and they just dropped the metal bucket and ran away, regardless of what happened to the people inside.

"As I said, I don't have a half-dime relationship with Mark Hughes, my name is Lin Song."

Lin Songdu felt that his foreign language level was too losing

I've said it countless times, why can't I understand it?

"How is it possible, you are not Mark Hughes's man, but you control Mark Hughes's high-tech weapons."

The man asked in surprise.

"Okay, so tell me who Mark Hughes is?"