The foreign mercenary with a rifle on his back couldn't help but feel a trace of disdain in his heart when he looked at Duan Mo's thin appearance, slightly messy plain clothes, like a young refugee, and without any weapons on his body.

In the eyes of this mercenary.

Duan Mo should be a refugee in a certain country, and he can't get along in the country, so he wants to try his luck in a place like the Black Triangle.

There are simply too many such young people who flock to the Black Triangle region every year.

"Hurry up and get out of your seat. ”

Seeing that Duan Mo didn't move at all, he still looked indifferent.

The mercenary's eyes suddenly showed a hint of anger.

This kind of mercenaries who have been in the land of chaos all year round, each of them is extremely vicious and ruthless, and he is full of anger.

At this time, he immediately put the rifle he was carrying in his hand, pointed the muzzle of the black hole at Duan Mo, and said, "Get out." ”

In the bus, many people saw this scene and looked at each other coldly.

Even some people don't bother to look at it at all, so they just don't overdo it.

In this chaotic area of the Black Triangle, this kind of thing happens every day, and everyone is no longer surprised.

No doubt.

That East Asian kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is about to be destroyed by the mercenary.

"If you don't get out, I'm going to shoot." The mercenary stared at Duan Mo and smiled cruelly.

But Duan Mo didn't seem to hear his words, and still cast his casual gaze out of the car window, as if he was leisurely looking at the scenery.

"Bastard, you really think I wouldn't dare kill you!"

The mercenary roared, and immediately pulled the trigger and shot Duan Mo to death.

"Poof!"

But at this moment, Duan Mo suddenly stretched out his hand, and one palm was like lightning, instantly pressing on the mercenary's head, directly crushing his head.

"Smack!"

It was as if a watermelon had shattered, and blood splattered the entire bus.

"What?!"

Everyone who didn't care about it at once saw this scene, and their bodies trembled violently.

A hand, pinched the head?

What a lot of strength it takes to do that!

Even the world boxing champion Tyson probably doesn't have such terrifying brute force!

Boom!

Duan Mo carried the mercenary's corpse of nearly two hundred catties, as if carrying a broken sack, and threw it directly outside the bus.

Then, very indifferently, Duan Mo sat back in his seat again.

His eyes didn't wave.

The delicate face splashed with a drop of blood looked like a demon in human skin in the eyes of everyone in the car at this time.

This time.

The blonde girl from the Sand Kingdom, who didn't pay any attention to Duan Mo, finally stared at Duan Mo beside her with a pair of beautiful eyes with a look of surprise.

She originally saw Duan Mo, but he was just an ordinary young man, dressed like a refugee, and she didn't pay the slightest attention.

But now, seeing Duan Mo's terrifying palm power, let the blonde know that this young man is definitely a very terrifying master.

At that moment just now, even she, the person sitting next to her, couldn't see clearly how Duan Mo made a move.

Thinking of the task she was about to perform, the blonde showed a charming face, stretched out a pair of white and slender jade hands to Duan Mo, and said with a smile in fluent Chinese: "Hello, my name is Natasha, I am from the Saudi country, who are you?"

Duan Mo. ”

Duan Mo glanced at the blonde, spit out two words from his mouth, and did not stretch out his hand.

What kind of Natasha is this, it seems to be beautiful and moving, but Duan Mo can judge from some of her movements.

This woman is either a mercenary or a killer.

Duan Mo didn't want to have anything to do with it.

After all, he was in a weak period and didn't want to get involved in any strife.

Seeing Duan Mo's cold attitude, Natasha's beautiful face showed a faint look of ugliness.

She has a hot body, is extremely tall, and is a typical Tsarist beauty.

It stands to reason that an exotic beauty like her should be full of temptation for a young man like Duan Mo.

But now.

Natasha couldn't see any greed, fiery, or amazement in Duan Mo's eyes.

Yes, it's just a kind of eternal profundity.

This teenager gives people a mysterious and profound that cannot be guessed and elusive.

His so-called beauty can't confuse this Chinese boy at all.

"I have something I want to discuss with Duan Mo. Natasha deliberately brought her curvaceous and hot body closer to Duan Mo.

A fragrance from an exotic land wafted to Duan Mo in an instant, with a deep temptation.

Duan Mo was unmoved, nor did he resist, allowing the hot blonde to stick to him.

He just said up: "I'm busy, if there's anything to say, just say it." ”

Natasha hurriedly said: "I am a member of the 'exile' of the Dark Killer Organization of the Sand Country, and this time I am carrying a million dollars to trade a 'Hundred Years of Blood Ginseng' with a warlord in the chaotic land deep in the Black Triangle......"

"100 years of blood ginseng?"

Duan Mo's eyes flashed without leaving a trace.

Hundred-year-old blood ginseng, among the materials needed to refine Zhujidan, there is a main medicine, which is the hundred-year-old blood ginseng!

However, Duan Mo did not show the slightest discoloration, and he continued to listen to Natasha, the blonde girl from the Sand Country.

"Duan Mo, I saw your strength just now, it is very powerful, you should be a martial artist in Huaguo. ”

"This time, I am alone, facing a warlord in a chaotic land, and I am afraid that the warlord will do a black hand, not only swallowing the millions of dollars I carried, but also swallowing the century-old blood ginseng he dug out of the deep mountains of this black triangle. ”

"So I want to invite you to accompany me and make a deal with the warlord of the chaotic land, don't worry, that warlord is very jealous of the forces behind me, and he shouldn't mess around, just let you help me suppress the array. ”

Speaking of which, Natasha also showed a hint of pride in her beautiful eyes.

She is not an ordinary woman, but a cold-blooded killer who has been through a hundred battles, proficient in countless killing techniques, and kills invisibly.

"Good. ”

Duan Mo didn't say much, just continued to spit out a single word, cherishing words like gold.

"Don't you mention the reward?" Natasha looked at Duan Mo with some surprise, as if she didn't expect him to agree so quickly.

"We'll talk about that then. ”

Duan Mo just replied.

"Good.

Natasha didn't say anything more.

Next, the bus started and drove towards the depths of the Black Triangle.

On the way, Natasha continued to ask Duan Mo about something.

This highly trained blonde has the ability to spy and wants to listen to Duan Mo's details.

But Duan Mo is an "old monster" who has lived for 3,000 years.

He didn't say a word in response.

After the whole journey, Natasha suddenly found that she hadn't been able to pry out a single useful piece of information from Duan Mo's mouth.

She has been learning since she was a child, and her ability to espionage and intelligence eloquence for so many years has completely failed in Duan Mo, and it has no effect at all.

"People are small and big. ”

In the end, Natasha could only glance at Duan Mo, feeling that Duan Mo was not only strong in martial arts, but also terrifying in thinking.

This is not a simple, young man with some brute strength.

Natasha suddenly felt that even if she tried her best, she might not be able to control Duan Mo, a young man who seemed to be easily confused.

"Everybody get off! To get this way through, everybody has to pay $100,000!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a loud laugh with arrogance and presumptuousness suddenly sounded on the road not far away.

Everyone looked over and suddenly saw a dozen big men in tattered military uniforms and rifles and machine guns in their hands, standing at the end of the road in front of them, blocking their bus.

"Oh no! I met a wandering criminal!"

The driver of the bus was an old man, and at this time, this well-informed old fritter had an ugly look in his eyes.

"100,000 dollars per person! If you don't give it, you will be shot directly!" Among the dozen or so wandering military prisoners outside, a strong black man holding an AK47 walked over.

He had cruel eyes, kicked the bus with his foot, and laughed wildly in English: "Everyone get down quickly, or you will blow up your car directly!"