In fact, the relationship between him and Jason may be because of the illusion technique, so the communication between the two only needs to convey the idea in the mind, and there is no need to express it through this kind of action at all.

But in order to do a full set of plays, it's better not to behave too shocking in front of ordinary people.

Jason silently stretched out a hand and handed it to the bald guy.

"Humph!" Seeing the other party's performance like this, the bald guy also stretched out his hand contemptuously and shook it directly with Jason.

Although the strength shown by this stupid big man just now is indeed great, he is also full of confidence in his physical fitness.

Seeing that the captain on his side was competing with the other party, the remaining guys also came over.

Li Qingyuan quickly glanced at these guys, and it could be seen that including the bald guy in front of him, there were only eight people on the other side.

It is true that these eight people seem to be those with a strong temperament, and it is estimated that they all crawled out of the pile of dead people, and they should all be regarded as elites, but if eight people want to swallow that gold alone, it is estimated that there is little hope.

Needless to say, the other teams who rushed over after getting the news dared to come here to get a piece of the pie, there was absolutely no good stubble, and if they wanted to swallow the gold alone with the strength of the eight people on the other side, I am afraid that they would not be able to catch it.

And the reason why Li Qingyuan wants Jason to show enough strength is to see if there is a way to meet the right team on the road, so that he can join it.

Two hundred and forty tons of gold is enough for many people who see money to try their luck, after all, everyone still understands the simplest truth that there is strength in numbers.

Of course, the improvised team here must have all kinds of problems, the simplest is that no one knows if the other party will find the gold and suddenly stab themselves in the back.

But even if you mix a team with different ghosts, it is much better than rushing into the desert to die alone.

Besides, those who dare to come to the bastard gang are confident in themselves, whether it is their skills or their ability to prevent, if someone really wants to stab a knife in the back, it is estimated that they will also consider whether they will be bitten back.

The bald guy began to wrestle with Jason with a red face, he was a ruthless character who had fought with a bear in the rainforest, and the grip strength of one palm was more than 180 kilograms, you must know that even the Guinness World Record is only 19.

If it's a simple bargain, then if an ordinary person shakes hands with this guy, he can directly pinch your hand into a ball.

The whole team was also very confident in the bald guy's skills, and they all looked at Jason with pity, probably wondering if the other party could hold on, or whether their hands would hurt after they survived.

Merely.

Don't say that Jason is now a mutated earth binding spirit, and his divine power can even wrestle with a raging rhinoceros, and his strength is only stronger than the bald head on the other side, even if he is really not as strong as the other party, then he will definitely not lose.

Because this guy doesn't have a sense of pain at all!

Voltaire. Ben came up with his strongest strength, ready to give the two guys on the opposite side a dismount.

As Li Qingyuan expected, their team had fought together on the battlefield before, and this time they were also planning to go to the desert to dig for gold together.

However, the strength of the eight of them was really limited, otherwise they would not have stayed in this inn when the Asian Flying Eagles team left in the morning.

They have been staying here just to see if they can meet a lone ranger or a small group with a clever hand, and absorb it in.

Jason and Li Qingyuan's performance naturally attracted their attention, even if Master Li didn't ask the boss questions, they would come over to find out the news.

As for Li Qingyuan, whether they will be spies of the United Nations or Interpol law enforcement fishing or something, Voltaire is really not afraid.

After all, as long as you enter the Great Desert, it is another world completely isolated from the world, even if you are powerful outside, you have to speak with your own strength inside.

Besides, there are eight people in their group, and they can eat and live two people here.

"Humph!" Voltaire snorted from his nostrils, and the knuckles of his right hand clattered, and he firmly believed that even if the stupid big man on the other side had amazing divine power, he would not lose to anyone in terms of grip strength alone.

It's just that although he can crush the teacup directly with one palm, it is really sad enough to meet a non-human like Jason.

Voltaire felt as if he had pinched a piece of pig iron, and no matter how hard he tried, the other party did not react at all.

Jason just watched Voltaire coldly and exerted his strength, until the other party's face was already flushed, and then he pinched his iron pincer-like palm.

"Hmm......" Voltaire was sweating profusely, and it was the first time he had felt like this.

The entire right hand was put into the CNC lathe, and the force from the other party's hand was even more domineering than the slap of a polar bear.

"Ben?" The team members around him are all a little incredible, and the bald Voltaire is also a well-known figure in the entire mercenary world, and he lost to the mysterious boy on the other side who doesn't know where he came from when he shook his palm, which is really dumbfounded.

"The two of us, can we eat a dry share!" Li Qingyuan waved his hand and motioned for Jason to withdraw, after all, he came this time to make a difference in the team, not to have a mortal enmity with the other party.

Voltaire withdrew his right hand and put it under the table, gasped, and then gritted his teeth and said calmly:

"I have no problem with this friend taking a share of dry shares, but what is Your Excellency's ability?"

Before he could finish speaking, Voltaire saw a flash of silver light in front of him.

A dinner knife slashed through his neck, between the two teammates behind him, and then nailed it to the stake in front of the inn with a thud.

Voltaire turned his head to see that the head of a desert lizard on the stake had been nailed to death by a dinner knife, and the lizard, which was not yet completely dead, was making its last nerve reflexes.

"In this little trick, I don't know if I can get a copy?" Several mercenaries looked at Li Qingyuan, who was sitting there in surprise, and saw that the other party picked up another table knife in his hand, and asked lightly.

"Good skills!" Voltaire was stunned for a moment now, the two were close just now, he didn't even know when the other party shot the table knife, if the other party wanted to kill him, I'm afraid he didn't even have time to react.