Chapter 389 Be Clean

The Gurdjieff tribe, on the playground for trading activities.

"Have you inquired about it clearly?" A man in his twenties wearing a golden python robe on the high seat asked lightly.

He was accompanied by a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe in a plain robe, a man in armor with a solid metal stick on his back, and more than 20 bodyguards with long brown leather knives.

"Yes, second son. I know from the merchants that there was indeed a great turmoil in the Gurdjie tribe before, and team leader Li Buri and two other brothers also appeared here...

Among the people who appeared in the tribe at that time, later, whether it was people or corpses, it could be confirmed that several people were missing. They were Li Buli, the team leader Li and three others, Ge Lin, the former patriarch of the Gurdjie family, and his military staff Cheng Lijian, and a young man named Liang Jing, with a strange fifth-order green scale lizard hunting. It is said to be a disciple of the sect. He and Ge Yun, the old man Ge..."

A bodyguard wearing brown leather armor and a long knife around his waist saluted and replied with a serious face.

"... We found a damaged place not far from the Gurdjieff tribe. After inspection, it was found that there had been a battle there not long ago. According to the testable clues, we can see that there are three team leaders Li Buli in it... It is inferred that at this time, team leader Li Buli estimated that they have been..."

"Okay, no need to say any more. Since Li Li and the others are missing at all times, they are likely to have encountered an accident. The second son in a golden python-patterned robe interrupted faintly, with a cold breath in his tone.

"So now you tell me where the person named Liang Jing came from? What does it have to do with you?" The second son asked the new patriarch Ge Hu and Ge Yun, the old man in front of him. Of course, it was mainly aimed at Ge Yun, the old man Ge.

Ge Hu, the nephew of the old patriarch, was angry like a hero before, a middle-aged man with a beard who wanted to avenge Ge Lin.

Ge Hu is not clear about Liang Jing's situation at all and has no way to answer. Although Ge Laohan Ge Yun and Ge Yun know a little about Liang Jing's origin, Liang Jing is their lifesaver at all, and they are even less likely to betray Liang Jing, no matter what it is for!

The poorer the rural people are, the more simple they are and know how to repay kindness.

Unlike people in big cities, unlike before the end of China, people lived in two pairs of doors for several months, and they didn't even know who lived in the opposite door. There are several people in the family, which shows that people are weak.

The two said nothing, and the second son couldn't help jumping from the corners of his eyes and asked faintly again, but the other party still had no response...

"Since you don't say it, don't blame our Li family for being unreasonable. Our Li family won't suffer losses! Come on, let them talk!" The second son's face turned angry and flashed, and his chest fluctuated. After a while, he ordered a little hoarsely.

It's a great gift for me to give face and talk to you like this. How dare you ignore me so many times? It's really abominable! I am more and more impatient with these rural indigenous barbarians.

Although he is well-bred, he has now reached the extreme of forbearance. If it hadn't been for the bad reputation, which would have had an impact on the family hegemony and his own status, he would have come down to kill these inferior people.

"Yes, the second son."

The two bodyguards with brown leather armor should come forward and look at the youngest Ge Yun. The younger they are, the easier it is to intimidate them.

" Stop it!"

At this time, Ge Hu rushed forward and glared to stop him, but was knocked to the ground by two bodyguards. The fifth-order warriors were nothing in front of the two sixth-order peak warriors. They continued to reach out and grab Ge Yun.

"Don't--"

Mr. Ge came forward to stop him. He was old, and the serious injury he suffered the day before was not recovered at this time. His whole face was very pale, but he was slower than Ge Hu.

Ge Yun just looked at it coldly without any fear. She has been like this since yesterday. The people on the side were angry and wanted to help, either too far away, or blocked by other brown armored guards.

"Get out of here!"

Peng!

A bodyguard was also impatient with the ignorantness of these villagers. He cried for their father and mother, which made them lose face in front of the second son. At present, before Mr. Ge finished saying the word "want", he was kicked on the chest by him. Mr. Ge's whole body was kicked to the ground, and there was no more movement.

No one expected that Mr. Ge couldn't breathe and hung up like this.

"No, Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge, he's dead--" A good-heart uncle went to help Mr. Ge up, but found that Mr. Ge had black and red blood in his mouth and nose, and shouted angrily.

"What?"

"Did you kill someone? Mr. Ge was killed! They killed people!"

"Grandpa--"

... Everyone was shocked and shouted.

As soon as the two bodyguards who had caught Ge Yun heard this, they were stunned. Unexpectedly, the old man was so weak that he was beaten to death.

The secret in her heart was not good. The two of them unconsciously loosened their hands and let Ge Yun break free. Holding Ge Laohan, her only relative was crying. On her face that didn't have much expression, crystal tears, and the pearl chain rolled down.

The second son of the Li family on one side can't help but change. This is not the result he wants! But it's just a dead person. It's no big deal. Maybe the effect is better.

"Second son, the situation is not good now. This countryman is the most rude, I'm afraid..." The plain-robed scribes around him said worriedly.

At this moment--

"Why did you kill my grandpa when you returned my life? Why don't you reason and bully people like this? Ge Yun looked at the brown leather armored bodyguard who kicked Ge Laohan to death, pulled out his short sword with red eyes, and went madly chopped at the bodyguard.

!

In the face of Ge Yun's madness, the bodyguard did not dare to kill. He kicked Ge Yun's short sword with only one foot. The tiger's mouth in his hand broke and blood flowed out, and he fell backwards to the ground a few meters away.

"Fight! Beat him to death!"

"Bully our people in our place and kill him!"

"Our Gurdjie tribe is not bullied by others!"

......

Everyone is furious and bullying.

The people of other Gurdjieff tribes were jealous. They angrily killed the guard with the weapons in their hands. Far away, together with the old people, children and women, threw them out with stones and eggs or something.

The merchants on one side fled to one side in a hurry. They, who often come to these places to do business, know that the people in these small rural areas are the most united. It's okay to say that once you outsiders come to bully their people, there must be no good fruit to eat.

Puffy!

ping ping ping......

Although the bodyguard was a martial artist at the peak of the sixth level, he could only resist passive defense without orders from his superiors. He did not dare to kill people. He was immediately beaten in a mess, with more injuries and bleeding. If it goes on like this, it is estimated that it will not be long before he will be killed.

Worse!

The second son looked at these unruly and rude people roared and angrily. The momentum of thousands of people gathered was amazing. He couldn't help but panic on his face and didn't have time to pay attention to the plain robe scribes on one side.

Seeing that the bodyguard was about to be killed, the other bodyguards were also trying their best to resist and drive the mobls and were also beaten. If there were no other measures, it was estimated that they would be beaten to death by the group for a while. Thinking about it, Mr. Li's heart was furious. Looking at these angry faces, he only felt how old-fashioned and disgusting these indigenous people were.

"Fight! Kill all these rioters!" In anger, Mr. Li completely ignored the plain-robed scribes and roared the order with a ferocious face.

Puff!

Won! chi......

Ah...

The long knife of the brown leather armor bodyguard came out, and the white knife light flashed cold, full of blood and red splashes. The screams suddenly rose, and the figure who fell to the ground in pain kept moaning.

"Kill! Knock on the drums of the dead!"

Ge Hu, the injured new patriarch, couldn't help roaring with excitement on his face.

The dead clan drum, the last moment of the tribe, the mobilization drum that rings when it is about to perish.

At that time, the men, women and children of the tribe took up their weapons and fought for the last battle!

I have to say that Ge Hu is also a fighting temperament. Although he is not wise, at least he is still a little bloody.

Dong! Dong! Dong!——

It's over!

The plain robe scribe's face was gray, and Mr. Li Erzi on one side was stunned. Even his face remained unchanged, and the armored man with a thick metal stick on his back was also moved.

With the sound of drums, all the houses and parts of the tribe, whether men and women, children, the elderly or men and women, rushed out with long guns, spears, long bows, sharp swords and long forks. A team of spear soldiers and a team of bow and arrow soldiers quickly joined the battle.

With the out-of-town warriors and merchants who fled in panic, these people of the Gurdjie tribe rushed out like crazy, and no one retreated to kill. The momentum was amazing, representing the spiritual will of the people. Unexpectedly, a faint pressure came, as if the rules of heaven resonated with it, which made people unable to resist.

Under the pressure, even the lowest person in the Li family is a martial artist at the sixth-level peak, and he feels that his hands and feet are weak and his strength is difficult to exert.

Wh-h-h-h-hh-hh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ah! Ah, ah...

Thousands of arrows shot at the team of less than 30 people in the Li family. Even if the equipment defense ability they were wearing was amazing and their own strength was high, several people were shot on the spot, and many people were injured, which made the corners of Mr. Li's mouth twitch, and his face was not much better than his dead parents.

Regret!

He is now regretful that his intestines are green, just to deter these rural natives and an excuse for Li Buli's revenge. In fact, he is not sure whether he is dead or not, but he doesn't want to make things like this. He came to Wunan for the task. Now, alas...

"Uncle Ji, what should I do now?"

The second son was completely out of his hand. He asked the plain-pao scribes around him anxiously. He knew that if the task failed, he would be completely finished!

"Second son, since you have taken action, it's clean. Let's kill a chicken and dog to the Gurdjie family!" The plain-robed scribe said lightly.

Since you can't make it soft, then make it hard. In short, you can't keep it alive and let people know that it was made by the Li family.