The sand bandits were in a roar, they were waiting for this sentence, they didn't even pick up the knife, ran past Xia Zuo, dragged their dying leader, and ran towards the sand dunes in the distance.

Xia Zuo's chest rose and fell rapidly, he was not tired, but he hadn't fully vented it just now, and his blood had a feeling that it was about to boil but it was still a little bit, which made him a little uncomfortable, and the irritability in his heart did not diminish at all.

From Xia Zuo's reappearance, until the leader of the sand bandits was beaten, and then to the sand bandits fleeing in embarrassment, everyone in the entire caravan was in a state of shock or stupefaction, until the sand bandits climbed over the sand dunes and disappeared from their sight, and some people came to their senses.

"This ......" Amuti on the camel immediately held his chest and saluted Xia Zuo, and at the same time wanted to say some words of thanks, but stopped just as he spoke.

Xia Zuo buttoned the hat attached to the back of the robe on his head, once again completely hid his body in the robe, turned around and walked directly towards the sand dunes he had just run to, with no intention of taking care of the caravan at all.

Xia Zuo gradually walked away.

"The sand bandits are fighting in the nest? He's so cruel, he's a disgusting Sersa......"

"Shhhh ”

In the empty and scorching desert, the subtle conversation between the girl and the old man drifted into Xia Zuo's ears with the wind, and this was the second time Xia Zuo heard the terrible adjective nausea today.

Xia Zuo, who had already walked away, suddenly stopped, and his thin little hands trembled slightly.

Xia Zuo turned around, and walked towards the caravan again, and the caravan that was about to leave stopped again at the signal of the boss Amuti, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat, because he knew that Xia Zuo might have heard something.

"I ask you a question. Xia Zuo walked to the front of the caravan and quickly took off the hat on his head, looked up at Amutison and said coldly.

"White ...... Young Master Bai, you say!" Amuti immediately replied, with a little worry in his eyes, he didn't know the identity of Lu Dao Xia Zuo, but he heard the sand bandit call him that just now.

"Who is she?" Xia Zuo glanced at the girl Peña, and then looked at Amu and asked.

"It's under my niece Peña. ”

"What does she have a gun for?"

"This ......," Amti muttered, and there was uneasy panic in his eyes.

This was a Spanish colony, and the control of muskets was extremely strict, and ordinary people, local merchants, even if they had money, could not possess muskets, and it was impossible for Amuti to be unaware of this, and it was impossible for him to commit this taboo, because if he was discovered, he would have all his belongings confiscated and hanged.

Here, apart from the Spanish colonial army, only the nobles could own muskets.

Amuti was a serious merchant who traveled back and forth between cities to resell goods, and if Peña was really his niece, it was impossible to carry a gun, because it would be an act of seeking death.

Peña's identity is very suspicious, and it is very likely that Amuti is carrying illicit goods, and she is a noble lady.

The so-called private goods are divided into two kinds in the desert, one is the valuable goods, because they are small and easy to hide, the merchants do not give the robbers a certain amount of money according to the proportion, this kind of goods are called private goods.

Then there are people, people who need to be escorted in a caravan.

Peña is the bootlegged, and Amuti wants to escort Peña back to Puerto de Seado.

The caravan carrying illicit goods is absolutely not allowed for the bandits, especially the escorts, who often have a high status, and their value exceeds the value of the goods carried by the entire caravan.

In fact, Xia Zuo had already discovered that Peña had a musket on his body, although it was under the robe, but when the wind just started, he vaguely saw it, but at that time he just wanted to end this robbery earlier, more than one thing is better than one less, he didn't like the job of robbery, but Peña's two insults made him unable to control himself.

The Sersa people were spurned, disgusted, and even hated by the whole world for historical reasons, so the Sersa people, who once dominated Latin America, were massacred, and eventually all the remaining remnants were hidden in the desert and survived by looting.

Although the history is long, there is still a great prejudice against the Sersa people in the whole world, and it can be seen from the fact that Peña first met the Sersa people and used the adjective "disgusting" many times to describe the Sersa people, what kind of status the Sersa people occupy in this world.

Inferior!

Vile!

Cruel!

These words often appear in the context of references to the Sersa, who have been completely demonized.

Xia Zuo knew that the whole world hated and hated his race, and he often heard insulting words, but he generally chose not to hear it, and now the Sersa people are already doing robbery, and it is indeed unreasonable to rob people and not let people scold behind their backs.

However, not long ago, Xia Zuo had already let go of this caravan, did not care about the matter of private goods, and even saved them at the hands of other sand bandits just now, but Peña still insulted in a high-minded tone, and did not even wait for Xia Zuo to go farther, at this time, because he had not vented well just now, Xia Zuo, who was already on the verge of going viral emotionally, couldn't bear it, and didn't want to endure it anymore.

"She's bootlegged, isn't she? You're unruly. Seeing that Amuti was speechless, Xia Zuo's tone was a little colder, and he squinted his eyes and said.

"Oh hey, this ...... Young Master Bai, I was wrong this time as an old boy, there is fifty gold here, you take it, it is her transit money, you see ......" Amuti was a little panicked, Peña's identity could not withstand investigation, he couldn't hide it anymore, he immediately turned over and got off the camel, squeezed out a smile on his dry face, and took out the money bag from his arms as he spoke.

Just now, Xia Zuo only got ten gold for robbing the caravan, but now, Amuti is willing to pay another fifty gold.

Fifty gold, that is, fifty gold coins, this is already a lot of money, and ordinary businessmen may not be able to save this money in their lifetime, of course, for Amuti, who has been trading in the desert for decades, this money is not enough to break his muscles and bones.

"I don't want your money, let her come, I'm going to take her back, and let her family bring a thousand gold to ransom people. A sneer appeared on Xia Zuo's immature face, and he pointed at Peña and shouted.

"Or, you give me a thousand gold, and I'll leave at once. Xia Zuo paused and said.

A thousand gold?

The value of the goods that Amuti brought with him this time is only 100 gold, and all his net worth may add up to 1,000 gold, but who will take all his family wealth with him when he goes to the desert?

Xia Zuo is clearly a lion's mouth, not expecting to get the money immediately, but to take people away.

"This ...... Young Master Bai, is it more, usually the highest redemption is no more than a hundred ......" Amuti's face became very ugly, his face was full of wrinkles and huddled together, and he looked even older.

"Isn't that what a disgusting Sersa should do?" Xia Zuo interrupted Amuti with a sneer.

Amuti's face suddenly turned completely pale, and he understood that the half-grown child in front of him had heard Peña's words, and it was not a matter of money at all.

"This ...... Miss Peña, we're sorry for you, please!" Amuti stayed on the spot, and after a long time turned to look up at Peña, arched his hand, and said in a dry and difficult voice.

He can't help it, in fact, he is also for Peña's good, if he really kills Peña now, then no matter what the result is at this time, everyone in the caravan will not want to get out of the desert alive.

No one is more familiar with the desert than the Sersa, this is the home of the Sersa, no one is their opponent, the Spanish garrison once sent a thousand guards into the desert to encircle the notorious Sersa, only to be wiped out and even the body was found.

It is not for nothing that the Sersa people can be spurned, disgusted, and even hated by the whole world, but still not perish in the desert.

"You ......" Peña looked down at Amuti and let out an angry voice, her eyes widening and she couldn't speak.

"Young Master Bai, Peña will be handed over to you, we will bring money to ransom people in half a month, and I hope that Young Master Bai will not hurt Miss Peña. Amuti ignored Peña's anger and turned to look at Xia Zuodao.

After Amuti finished speaking, he glanced at the young man on the camel on the other side of Peña.

That is Peña's personal guard, he is Peña's biggest guarantee for walking the desert, and the caravan is just a cover.

Amuti knew this very well, but he still chose to hand over Peña to Lu, this is to dissociate himself, he has already handed over the people, if the guard does it, it will have nothing to do with the caravan, so that no matter what happens, it will not harm the lives of dozens of people in the caravan.

"We still have this credit in Celsa, you don't need to worry. Xia Zuo replied, glancing at Peña again as he spoke.

"You, get out of here!" Chazzo shouted at Peña.

"You...... Disgusting Sersa, do you know who I am?Gaito, teach him a lesson!" Peña turned his angry gaze to Xia Zuo, his face pale with anger, and shouted to the young man beside him.

"Yes, Miss!" said the tall and burly man named Geto, about twenty-seven or eighteen years of age, sitting on his camel and facing Peña respectfully, and then his body ejected from the camel, and flipped in the air like a harrier, and landed on the sand in front of the caravan.

The caravan began to move backwards at Amuti's quiet signal, leaving Peña alone in front, and retreated more than ten meters before stopping.

It seems that they have abandoned Peña, and now only the guards in the sand in front of Peña are her only support, but Peña is not afraid, because she knows that Geto is strong, very strong!

"Boy, you can leave now, I won't hurt you!" Gai Tuo's face was gloomy as water, and he looked at Xia Zuo who was ten meters away, and as he spoke, he slowly drew the thin sword hanging from his waist, and at the same time, a palm-sized shield quickly lit up in front of him, which was a light shield composed of energy, floating three inches away from his chest.

Western Swordsman!

He's a martial arts pro!

The most significant feature of a fighting professional is the light shield, and the level of the fighting professional is divided by the form of the light shield, the weapon of the Western swordsman is a slender and bladeless soft sword, and judging from the light shield form of Gaituo, he has at least broken through the most difficult apprentice level, and has the strength of a junior fighter, as for whether he has mastered the 'fighting technique' is unknown.