"Little brother Cheng Feng, how did this guy fall?" Housewarming asked.

Ma Chengfeng looked down at the grass crawler, this guy did have a few brushes, and he was almost captured by him just now. It seems that after Khashura left, he became Wushuang's right-hand man, and now if he takes this opportunity to kill him, it is estimated that Wushuang will be honest for a while in the future. But when will the grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes be retribution? The power of the Kanto thieves is too great, and it is not good to completely tear the skin of others or yourself.

He patted the grass crawler's face lightly, then tucked an eye into his mouth.

"Go back and tell him that the grapes in Turpan are not suitable for him, so let's go back to his Kanto and eat the full banquet of the Manchu and Han people." I, Ma Chengfeng, have no intention of competing with him in the Central Plains, and I also ask him not to harass my family in the future! So saying, he cut the rope, gave the grass crawler a fast horse, and sent him away.

After careful questioning, Ma Chengfeng learned that after the group of gypsies returned to the oil town, they were worried about the safety of the four of them, so they proposed to come back to pick them up. Originally, the two parties did not go in the same direction, and no matter how you look for it, you will definitely not be able to find it. But just a few hours ago, the three horses that were driven away by Ma Chengfeng joined up with the team, and the horses were spiritual, knowing that the master couldn't bear to kill them if he did this, they took the horse team and found them back in the direction just now.

"Good people have good rewards! Fortunately, I didn't listen to Sister Tianyue. Chang Xiaoman said.

The four of them turned the corner, laughed and laughed along the way, and after walking for an afternoon, they finally saw the oil town in front of them. After a few days, the scale of the oil town seems to be larger again, surrounded by high-rise buildings, and countless large-scale engineering equipment and construction personnel are in full swing. To the east, railroad workers are erecting railroad tracks, and it looks like the town will be open to trains in a few days.

"Cheng Feng! People want to kill you! As soon as he entered the town, Hu Xiaoci ran head-on, and a bear hugged Ma Chengfeng and threw him to the ground.

"Hey, what does it look like? So many people, let go! Ma Chengfeng said embarrassedly with a blushing face.

"I don't care, no matter where you go in the future, you will take me with you, they won't play with me! Don't let me go to you! It's so stuffy in town! Hu Xiaoci pouted and still looked like he didn't look big.

If it was before, Chang Xiaoman would have knocked over the vinegar jar a long time ago, but seeing that Xiaoxi was so enthusiastic about his man, Xiaoman didn't stop him this time, but hugged Ma Chengfeng with Hu Xiaoli, as if he had become a family of three.

There is no problem in the world that money can't solve, housewarming has eaten oil, this time the old capital, invested heavily in the construction of oil towns, before there was a lack of everything here, and now there is nothing lacking here, only lack of people.

After the migration of the Alda Gypsies, the town was injected with a burst of strength, and the oil town became even more prosperous. Chang Xiaoman arranged a new place for them to live, but the Gypsies did not like to live in buildings, and they had a soft spot for caravans. Today, the oil town is full of laughter and laughter twenty-four hours a day, and wherever you go, you can see the dazzling performances of gypsies in the caravans.

A large number of daily supplies and fresh water from the direction of the county are constantly being transported by rail and road, and here Chang Xiaoman is also organizing workers to try to dig wells all over the town. In a few years, the oil town will surely become a bright new star in Mobei! And the leader of this new city must also be surnamed Ma!

According to Ma Chengfeng's vision, the oil town is located on the border of Mobei, and according to Ma Chengfeng's vision, he plans to triple the size of the town, and some of the cities will cross the border between the two countries, so that he can also choose to retreat to Mobei after encountering trouble.

Today, the town welcomes a new group of guests, hundreds of Uighurs of descent from north of the border. Mobei is relatively barren, and most of these people are desert horse bandits who make a living by robbing houses and houses. Now, I have heard for a long time that Ma Chengfeng's name came to ask for advice. The man at the head is called Alimu, this kid is in his thirties, with a beard on his face and a knife on his face, which is ruthless at first glance.

Although this group of horse bandits does not understand the rules of the Central Plains, they also pay great attention to etiquette because of their beliefs. After coming to the town, he kept inquiring about Ma Chengfeng, and Khajura took him to Ma Chengfeng's office.

"What's this big guy going to do?" Ma Chengfeng saw Alimu bowing to himself, thinking that it was a caravan from Mobei.

Alimu Chinese is a two-hand brush, and communicating with Ma Chengfeng requires Kashura to be a translator.

"The living environment in Mobei is extremely bad, Alimu and his horse team want to come to our side to share the pie, but these guys are wild and uninhibited by nature, difficult to restrain them, you have to let him know first, whose territory is here, they are more trustworthy than the Han people, as long as you win him, his team will always submit to you." Cashura said.

Alimu nodded, took out a scimitar from his arms, and stabbed it into Ma Chengfeng's desk with a thud. This is equivalent to a war book.

"With a small role like this, I think it's good for me and Xiaoman to make a move, right?" Khajura is now his right hand with Chang Xiaoman. Kashura will not compete for favor, and she has nothing to think of Ma Chengfeng, and she is a sister with Xiao Man, Ma Chengfeng is deeply pleased at this point.

"No, since he's here to challenge me, if I don't make a move, I'll be looked down upon if I let a woman replace me." Ma Chengfeng stood up, stretched, and swayed his arms. It's time to move your muscles.

The decisive battle will be held at 12 o'clock at noon today, in the square of the oil town. The duel attracted thousands of people in the town, gypsies, Han Chinese, and old local oil workers, each with a towel tied around their necks, wiping their sweat and poking their heads forward, all trying to fight for a powerful terrain.

Everyone has only heard of this young man from Kanto who is nicknamed the Yin Yang Ghost Thief, but no one has ever seen how powerful this Yin Yang Ghost Thief is. But Alimu is a well-known Jiangyang thief.

Alimu, according to what we are talking about now, although he is a bandit and robber, he is also a particular person. If the travelers encounter this group of desert horse bandits in the desert, no matter how many people you have, even if you are twenty, Alimu will stand at the front and hook his finger at you, and he will challenge you to fight against the crowd. If you win, the road is on the side of the states, if you lose, all the baggage and money will have to be given up, if you don't, you will be killed directly!

What's more, before the duel began, bets had already been placed in advance. Although Ma Chengfeng has recently gained a reputation in Mobei, he has to face Alimu, and the locals are not optimistic about this thin young man who is not yet twenty years old.

(End of chapter)