"Uncle, damn it, these crumbs!" Xia Zuo became even more irritable, he felt that his body was heating up, he couldn't control his anger, he cursed in his mouth and stood up, put on his hat and completely hid his body in his robe, and ran down the dune.

"Old fellow, leave all the goods and women, and get out, don't say that Lao Tzu didn't remind you, Lao Tzu hasn't killed anyone for a day, and his hands are still itchy!"

"All the heroes, they are all begging for a living in the same desert, why do you want to force people to death? This is ten gold, please smile, please let us pass!" Amuti stood in front of the camel, and secretly cried out in his heart.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, the money must be kept, the goods must be kept, the women must be kept, hurry up, all stay, the men get out!" the leader of the bandits shouted sharply, and did not take the money bag in Amuti's hand.

"Be careful!" suddenly came from around the leader of the bandits.

"Leave you uncle!" The leader of the sand bandits was instantly alert, but at the moment before he could fully react, a loud shout with anger and childlike voices sounded in his ears, and with this voice, the tall sand bandit leader felt a sharp pain in his ribs, as if he had been hit by a train, and his body flew out of the river in an instant.

He didn't see who had attacked him, but anyone who was standing farther away could see it.

A thin figure wrapped in a dirty windproof robe swept past several sand bandits with great speed and agility, and when it came to the leader of the sand bandits, he jumped up and raised his feet and carried it on his body.

The leader of the sand bandits flew out of the air like this, and crossed a distance of more than ten meters in the air before he fell heavily on the sand dunes on the side, and a mouthful of blood blurted out.

There was dead silence.

But after only a moment, the bandits were all clamoring, shouting and waving their swords and rushing towards the figure.

"This is the territory of the Sersa, who gave you the guts to come here?" Xia Zuo roared, raising his thin arm.

In an instant, all the sand bandits who had rushed towards the Sersa people stopped, slowly lowered their arms holding the knives, their eyes flashed with fear, and slowly stepped back a little, because Xia Zuo raised his arms, and a gap was revealed between his gloves and sleeves, and the dark blue linen belt representing the Sersa people was revealed, and all the sand bandits saw it.

Xia Zuo slowly lowered his arms, turned his back to the caravan, his thin body slowly turned, and his eyes looked around at the sand bandits who were taller than him.

"Are you from Atamu?" said Xia Zuo's eyes hidden in his robes narrowed slightly, and his voice turned flat.

Each sand bandit organization in the desert has its own mark, Atamu is a group of sand bandits in the middle of the force, with a total number of more than two thousand, and its mark is a tattoo, a lizard dragon tattoo, the tattoo is all on the right wrist of the body, just far away, Xia Zuo can't see clearly, but at this time it is close, just now some sand bandits holding knives slipped down their sleeves, Xia Zuo saw those lizard dragon tattoos.

With Xia Zuo's words, many sand bandits subconsciously covered their wrists, pulled their sleeves down a little, and there was a trace of panic in their expressions, they all looked at each other, and finally looked at the tall sand bandit who had just been kicked out of the mountain by Xia Zuo, he was the small leader of this group of sand bandits.

This group of sand bandits was obviously suppressed by Xia Zuo, and now they are in an extremely embarrassing state, they dare not kill when they go up to kill, if they retreat like this, the Sersa boy has not spoken, and he will definitely not be able to leave.

For a moment, everyone looked at Xia Zuo.

"Let's go!" Xia Zuo sighed after a deep sigh.

He decided to let these people go, it wasn't worth killing for this matter, he had blood, but hated killing.

Shazo had already let them go, but the bandits didn't retreat immediately, but hesitated and just left?

The injured leader of the sand bandits showed a look of struggle on his face, hesitated again and again, and finally became ruthless, and shouted: "Damn it, kill him for me, this matter can't be spread out, kill him...... Ahem, ahem!"

"Kill!"

The words of the leader of the sand bandits shocked all the sand bandits, and then they shouted and rushed towards Xia Zuo with their knives, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while, and they all knew that if this matter really spread, the Sersa people might retaliate, and many people would die.

Xia Zuo stood still and let the sand bandits approach him.

And just as the first sand bandit rushed in front of him, and the knife was about to slash at his head, he ripped off the hat on his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up at the sand bandit in front of him.

In an instant, the sand bandit seemed to freeze the frame, holding a knife and stopping the blade at a position three inches above Xia Zuo's head, but he didn't dare to cut down.

His eyes widened completely, his face turned pale, and his body trembled.

The sand bandits, who are known for their ruthlessness, are trembling!

The other sand bandits were almost the same, their faces were pale, and some of them couldn't even hold their knives steadily.

The desert fell silent again.

"You just want to hold it all the time?" Xia Zuo exhaled slightly, tilted his head and squinted his eyes at the sweaty sand bandit in front of him and asked softly.

The sand bandit's body shook violently, and he began to breathe heavily, slowly took a few steps back, and with a shake of his hand, the scimitar fell out of his hand and fell on the sand.

Rustle!

Immediately after that, there was the sound of a series of weapons falling on the sand, and a few of the sand bandits were shaking their hands and not holding them, while more of them took the initiative to throw them away, as if the weapons were hot.

"White ...... White...... Young Master!" a wail.

On the sand dunes not far away, the leader of the sand bandits threw away his weapon, his body trembled like chaff, looked at Xia Zuo and screamed tremblingly, and knelt on the ground with a plop, sweating like rain.

Young Master Bai, perhaps to the caravans in the past, this name is very unfamiliar, but for the sand bandits in the desert, this name can be said to be known to everyone, Young Master Bai, it is not that his surname is white, but that he looks white, all desert bandits know the Tao, the young patriarch of the Sersa people looks more like a European Caucasian because his blood is not pure.

Xia Zuo's face is still a little immature, no sand bandits don't know, because Xia Zuo is too famous among the sand bandits, since he was born, he has 'primary innate divine power', and at the age of seven, he began to fight with all kinds of ferocious beasts in the desert, and his sense of smell is amazing and he can even smell the smell left a few days ago, etc., etc., there are too many legends about Xia Zuo among the sand bandits, although he is only twelve years old, but no one really treats him as a child.

The other sand bandits are not afraid to kill the lone Sersa, if the identity is average, it is nothing to kill, as long as they are not discovered, there are too many terrifying beasts in the desert, and the disappearance of the Sersa is usually related to this, because they are used to exploring the desert alone.

But Xia Zuo is different, no sand bandit will think that he will die because of the beasts of the desert or the weather, and no one will believe him when he says it.

Xia Zuo's strength is not to mention, even if this group of sand bandits can kill Xia Zuo, then they must be ready to be exterminated, Xia Zuo's mother Audrey is the patriarch of the Sersa people, and is called the 'femme fatale' by other sand bandits, she was the first beauty in the desert when she was young, and she can already be described as beautiful, but no man dares to marry her, so she had to bring back a foreign man as a husband when she traveled to the world, and her horror can be seen.

In this desert, no sand bandit dares to touch the son of the 'femme fatale' Audrey, not even the Muron clan, the biggest opponent of the Sersa people, Xia Zuo is her only son, if she dies, she will go crazy!

If she can't find the murderer, she'll take someone to wipe out the entire desert! No one will doubt that.

"White ...... Young Master Bai, I was wrong, I should die, Young Master Bai...... Let us go, we'll go right away...... Young Master Bai ...... "With the sound of slapping in the face, the leader of the sand bandits who was still shouting to kill Xia Zuo just now knelt on the ground, sweating like rain, while slapping himself in the face, he begged Xia Zuo, he was a man in his thirties and forties, and he was already crying at this time, and his face was quickly swollen by himself!

"Are you wrong?**Do you know that you are wrong?You still want to kill me?Damn ......" Xia Zuoben looked at him and suppressed the urge to churn in his heart, but he quickly rushed forward uncontrollably, scolding and punching and kicking at the leader of the sand bandits, like a child fighting, out of order, but everyone heard the sound of oozing bone cracks.

The leader of the sand bandits screamed, his voice getting quieter and quieter as his bones cracked.

Xia Zuo fought for three minutes, but no other sand bandits dared to step forward to stop him.

Xia Zuo was venting, venting his suppressed mood and irritability, he almost broke the bones of the sand bandit leader's body, and then raised his fist violently and aimed it at the head of the sand bandit leader.

His movements stopped suddenly, the leader of the sand bandits was already dying, and if he hit this punch, the leader of the sand bandits might be killed.

Xia Zuo looked at the face of the leader of the sand bandits, clenched his fists, shook twice, and shook them off at once.

"Take him with you, get out of here!" Xia Zuo stood up and turned to the bandits, pointing at the leader of the bandits and shouting angrily.

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Next chapter, nine o'clock in the evening.