Chapter Fifty-Eight: Sand Camel Bandits

Shuangjinggou also has a strong figure who maintains law and order and mediates disputes among various ethnic groups, but its host is none other than Master Ai, who is held in the hands of Hunting Xiaohu.

Previously, Fu Bao was introduced all the way, Master Ai is a great figure here, he has reached the peak of his life, taking in more than 20 masters of various ethnic groups, sitting on the ground to share the spoils, and has friendships with various forces in the Central Plains.

Therefore, all ethnic groups in Mobei also acquiesced to his existence, allowing him to secretly control Shuangjinggou, coordinate the disputes of various ethnic groups, and protect the basic interests of all ethnic groups.

Now Master Ai was chased and escaped in his own home, the line of life and death, the master he raised, I am afraid that it is also more auspicious, at least, Fu Bao's howl, did not arouse any sound in Master Ai's home, and it shows the silence and strangeness of his home.

Fu Bao relied on the hunting tiger beside him, pointed the tip of the knife at the murderer, and said angrily: "You, what are you, what happened to Master Ai, what happened to the Ai family, what happened to the Ai family? You, don't go, I don't, we won't let you go!" He was obviously frightened, if it wasn't for the coincidence that Hunt Xiaohu came back with him, he was afraid that after this murderer killed Boss Ai, he would kill him, and then destroy the corpse, except for his grandfather, who would care about his life and death?

In fact, this murderer is also planning to do this, although Master Ai successfully escaped from the wall courtyard with strength, but he has been shocked by him to break the meridians, of course, he chased out not only to make up a knife to understand Master Ai, but also to destroy all the living mouths.

The sharp knife condensed his nine successes, pierced through Lord Ai at the same time, but also took his body to fly to Fubao, with his knife skills and body skills, he was sure to solve the two people on the street within ten breaths, and threw the bodies of the three back into the wall courtyard, as for a little blood on the street, it was a common thing in Shuangjinggou and even Mobei.

It's a pity that he fell short, he didn't even see the appearance of his opponent clearly, he was shocked back, and he suffered a lot of injuries, such a master, must not be underestimated.

Now that his whereabouts have been broken by Fubao's shocking roar, the matter has been revealed, and he can only think of another way.

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar!

The murderer stabilized his breath against the wall, and the governor could not do anything, so he made a quick decision, rose up, and went up the wall like a gecko.

"Boom!" the bowstring shook, and the arrows burst through the air, and the target was the murderer who was about to escape into the walled courtyard.

But it wasn't Hunting Xiaohu, he didn't want to participate in these disputes in the outside world, whether it was personal grievances or clan hatred and national hatred, it had nothing to do with him, saving people was just a matter of convenience, otherwise he wouldn't allow the murderer to escape calmly, and now he was injecting Dan Qi with one hand to protect the heart of Master Ai, and his mind was all in the drill of breaking the void divine palm.

But the sound of this arrow also made him look up in surprise, such archery skills, in terms of arrow speed, I am afraid that it can be compared with the eldest brother hunting the little dragon back then, which is very extraordinary.

The murderer was in danger, and in a moment, he swept and moved along the wall, and fired three arrows from the dangerous wall, but he was exhausted in one breath and had to fall back to the ground.

A horse appeared from a distance on the street, black-clothed and black-ridden, the extreme of a divine horse, a few breaths have run to a range of more than ten zhang, someone came to cut down and decide, did not ask any reason, and said angrily: "Death." After speaking, he stood up and slashed angrily, like a rainbow, carrying the momentum of thunder.

Hunting Xiaohu saw his eyebrows fluttering, he clearly mastered the tactics of the incoming people, and took advantage of horsepower and space to give full play to the knife momentum.

The murderer is also a master, seeing his disadvantages, and he is still in the stage of recovering from the air, which is even worse, if he is hard against the wall, he is afraid that he will be injured and shocked to death by the strength of the knife, and he will end up with the same fate as Lord Ai, and he will forcibly jump up in desperation and intercept the opponent in mid-air.

"Peng!" Just when Hunting Xiaohu thought that the murderer would be more auspicious, the murderer raised his hands and felt the strength of the knife with the blade hidden in his sleeve.

Good guy, he actually hid a weapon such as a bracer in his sleeve, so that he escaped death, and took the opportunity to escape, hunting Xiaohu opened his eyes, this is really a master outside, and they all have the means to save their lives, so at such a disadvantage, they can also escape from the dead pass.

There was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the wall courtyard, it was still silent, and it was obvious that there were accomplices in the wall courtyard to answer, which was very strange and more unusual.

"Bang. "Someone put the knife into the sheath, fell on horseback, and had no intention of chasing into the courtyard, its face was rough, a black beard, but quite young, only more than 20 Xu, riding a horse to hunt Xiaohu in front of him, glanced at Master Ai, and stared at Hunting Xiaohu again, and asked: "You are not from Shuangjinggou, who are you?"

Before Hunting Xiaohu could answer, Fu Bao recognized the person and said in horror: "Boxiong Lante, the second master of the Linghu Clan, and the younger brother of the Linghu Patriarch, you, why did you come to Shuangjinggou?" and then introduced to Hunting Xiaohu in a low voice: "The Linghu Clan is a great Mobei clan, claiming to have 100,000 elite soldiers. ”

Hunting Xiaohu was slightly surprised, he didn't want to cause trouble, and he had to keep a low profile, and then keep a low profile, so as not to attract attention, so that he could catch up with the camel cavalry and rescue his sister and others. He clenched his fists and replied casually, "Hunting Little Tiger has seen Boxiong Lante of the Linghu Clan. I'm just passing through here and will be leaving soon. ”

Seeing that Hunting Xiaohu was not afraid of his identity at all, Boxiong Lante was slightly stunned, and said with a bold smile: "Hunting Xiaohu, good name, it is not appropriate to talk here, come, Fubao Hunting Xiaohu, let's go to your restaurant to have a good chat." ”

Fu Bao saw that Boxiong Lante was ignoring the half-dead Master Ai, and said in surprise: "Boss Boxiong, you, aren't you here to save Master Ai?"

Boxiong Lante people are like their appearance, love and hate are clear, "bah" and said: "Hmph, save him, Lao Tzu might as well save a dog, this thing that eats inside and outside is two-sided and three-knifed, if it weren't for the eldest brother's refusal, Lao Tzu would have come to take his life a long time ago, and today he deserves this reward." ”

Although Hunting Xiaohu is not deeply involved in the world, he has his own set of people, this Boxiong Lante has something to say, he has a great appetite for him, and if he has time, he can make friends with him.

Fu Bao also knew a lot about Master Ai's personality, so he didn't refute it, and asked, "Then why didn't you ask the reason for the knife just now?"

Bo Guxiongt took back the dark horse, turned his head to look at Fu Bao, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked rhetorically: "I heard that you are a desert rat, this desert north is no matter how big or small, you can also know a little bit about it, tell me which murderer is who just now?"

Fu Bao was very excited, obviously his trumpet actually spit out from the mouth of a big man like Boxiong Lante, very satisfied, and quickly straightened up, trying to recall the appearance and dress of the murderer, Huo Di was shocked: "He, he is a sand camel bandit?"

Boxiong Lante led the horse and hunted the little tiger in parallel, made a gesture to lead the two forward, and said slowly and solemnly: "The desert rat really lives up to its reputation, and the one who can take me with a knife and not die is definitely not the little minion among the sand camel bandits, if I guess correctly, he is the fifth tribulation of the sand camel bandits, known as Mo Jian of the drug robbery." ”

Fu Bao was shocked again: "Mo Jian, one of the six major calamities of the sand camel bandits, how is this possible, how could he appear alone in Shuangjinggou?"

"Is it a person?" asked Boxiong Lant intriguingly.

"There are dozens of people holding their breath through the wall alone, it seems that Brother Fubao, your double well ditch will not be peaceful. The answerer was Hunt Xiaohu, although he didn't want to stay here for a long time, but he couldn't help but remind Fubao who had made friends along the way.