Chapter 12 Eleventh violent death

Tang Lin is less than five feet tall and weighs only fifty-one catties, but every inch of his body is full of terrifying strength. Every muscle, every bone, and every nerve are in the most healthy state at all times. , can deliver a fatal blow at any time. Although the people under him were much taller than him, when they stood in front of him, they never dared to underestimate him. People in their group included not only martial arts heroes from within the pass, but also wrestlers from outside the pass, and athletes from other races. Now they have another companion. "His surname is Fang." The hunchback took Xiao Fang to their meeting place every morning: "I want to use him."

"Is he useful?" Tang Lin asked, only asking this sentence. "Have!" Tang Lin didn't speak anymore, he trusted the hunchback. He has never talked much. Unfortunately, others are not like this. The people in this group are domineering and untamed, and no one takes others seriously. Several people exchanged glances, and Marsha was the first to stand out. Ma Sha is tall and strong, with brute strength, a famous warrior in Mongolia and Tibet, and one of the best wrestlers. He is always the first one to make trouble for others. "Let me see how capable he is."

As soon as he yelled, his big hands, which could even fall over a bull, had already rested on Xiao Fang's shoulders. Xiao Fang's people were thrown flying by him immediately. Marsha laughed out loud, just now, but suddenly stopped laughing, the person who had been thrown out by him just now suddenly came back to him, still standing in the same place, as before, as if there was no moved. "Good boy, you really have two hands." Martha yelled, and performed the greatest blow in wrestling, with which he was said to have once killed a bear. But this time Xiao Fang didn't even move, his legs seemed to have taken root on the ground.

Masha exhaled and roared like a beast, exerting all his strength. Xiao Fang moved this time. With a slight movement of his shoulders and a light movement of his hands, Masha's bull-like body suddenly turned somersaults in the air, and fell on his back, almost smashing a hole in the sand. Just at this moment, a gleaming wrist-removing sharp knife was unsheathed, stabbing Xiao Fang's waist. "You try this knife again." This man strikes first, then speaks out. This is what all warriors of the Goerluo tribe do when they want to kill someone. "Jada" is one of the fiercest fighters among them.

For them, to kill is to kill, as long as they can kill the dead, no matter what method they use, it is equally honorable. With a shout, his blade almost pierced Xiao Fang's waist, but unfortunately his wrist was also grabbed by Xiao Fang, and then his knife fell into Xiao Fang's other hand. Xiao Fang said lightly: "If you want to kill me, I should kill you. If you can't kill me, you should die in my hands." He asked Jiada: "Isn't this fair?" Gadda's head was already sweating in pain, and his wrist was almost broken, but he still gritted his teeth and said:

"fair!" Xiao Fang smiled, let go of his hand suddenly, and put his knife back into his oiled cowhide sheath. "I can't kill you, because you are a warrior, a warrior who is not afraid of death." Gada stared at him, and suddenly stuck out his tongue at him, very long. He was by no means grimacing, the expression on his face was serious and respectful. Then he took out a moon-white silk scarf from his pocket, held it up with both hands and placed it under Xiao Fang's feet. Fortunately, Xiao Fang has traveled many places in this area, so he finally didn't misunderstand what he meant.

Sticking out your tongue to someone is the highest etiquette for a Tibetan to show his respect for you. That light-colored silk scarf is the "hata" that Tibetans value most.If a person presents a hada to him, it means that he has regarded you as his most honorable friend. So Xiao Fang already has at least one friend here. No one else made a move, and when everyone looked at Xiao Fang, their eyes were different from before. Xiao Fang knew that they had accepted him. The hunchback had been watching with cold eyes, and then he spoke: "The code name of our group is 'Arrow'. Now that you are a member of the 'Arrow Group', you have to take shifts once a day like everyone else. The goods we brought back this time are very valuable. As long as there are suspicious people who want to move Our goods, you can kill him."

He continued coldly: "You can even kill him in the same way that Jiada wanted to kill you just now!" Tang Lin said: "Today you are on duty at dusk. I will send Jia Da to join you. He will contact you then." The hunchback said, "Now you can take care of your woman." A smile suddenly appeared in his one-eyed: "That woman looks like a good woman. There are too few women here and too many men. You have to be very careful." Xiao Fang listened silently, walked away silently, and not far away, he heard Tang Lin asking the hunchback. "This surname Fang is very good at martial arts." He asked, "Do you know the origin of his martial arts?"

"have no idea!" "Have you ever asked him?" "No." "Why don't you ask?" "because……" Xiao Fang didn't hear what they said below, because the hunchback's voice suddenly became low and he also walked away. The procession snaked forward, walking very slowly. In order to express their yearning for the Holy Land, some people worship at three steps and kowtow at five steps. Bowa was also assigned a camel, and she sat on the camel in a daze.His eyes were still empty and confused, as if he didn't think about anything, but also seemed to think too much.

Xiao Fang kept thinking about what the hunchback said just now. ——The goods we brought back this time are very valuable, as long as there is any suspicious person approaching, you will kill him! Xiao Fang couldn't help but doubt it. Could it be that the batch of goods they brought back this time was the 300,000 taels of gold. Are these people cat thieves? Although it is not very good to use this method to conceal their identities, but there is no better way to transport 300,000 taels of gold out of the desert. If the fighters from all sides in the "Arrow Group" wear masks with cat ears, wouldn't they immediately become cat thieves?

Although their whereabouts are suspicious, there are also problems. Wei Tianpeng would never fail to notice such a huge team walking on the desert. Why didn't Wei Tianpeng take action against them? If they were really cat thieves, why did they accept Xiao Fang, a stranger of unknown origin? Xiao Fang decided not to think about it anymore. No matter what, these people finally treated him well. If they hadn't taken him in, he might already be in the vulture's stomach now. Drinking water is strictly controlled. The person in charge of this matter was surnamed Yan, and his name was Yan Zhenggang. As his name suggests, he was upright, upright, and meticulous. Everyone suffers from illness while traveling. The person in charge of taking care of the patients is a scholar who wandered here from Guanzhong, emaciated and rickety, with a sickly face. Although he can't even cure his own illness, everyone trusts and respects him very much, and they all call him Old Master Song. Xiao Fang quickly recognized them, but he never saw the erratic "Ban Chabana", nor did he see Wei Tianpeng again. Wei Tianpeng didn't seem to notice such a huge team in the desert at all. dusk. The camels were circled again, and the tents were set up again. Bowa looked more haggard and more delicate. Although she sometimes secretly glanced at Xiao Fang, she never spoke. Fortunately, she was still so obedient. Xiao Fang asked her to eat and drink, and she ate and drank, and asked her to sleep, and she slept. This attitude is even more poignant. He originally wanted to spend more time with her, but Gada had already come to ask him to be on duty. The goods had all been unloaded from the hunchbacks and gathered in one place, piled up like a sand dune. From dusk to midnight, twelve people patrolled in six shifts, and Xiaofang and Jiada were one of them. No matter who wanted to open a package of goods, it was hard not to be noticed. Xiao Fang refused to think about it at all. The "wealthy gods" already have too much gold, and it doesn't matter if they give a little to others. It was just getting dark, and they were cruising around the cargo, and Jiada always deliberately took a step behind to show his respect for Xiaofang. Xiao Fang didn't speak, and he would never open his mouth either. Of course it was Xiao Fang who spoke first: "I can see that Marsha is also a warrior. Is he your friend?" "Yes." Gada's face was heavy: "But I'm afraid I'll never see him in the future." "Why?" Xiao Fang was surprised. "When the sun was still in the middle of the sky, he asked me to accompany him to defecate. I didn't have dung. I didn't go, but he went." Gada's eyes showed sadness: "He never came back after he went." Xiao Fang understood his sadness. In the desert, there are so many causes of death that anyone can suddenly die like a wild dog on the gravel at any time, and no one will care about him, let alone mourn for him, except his true friends. The sky was getting darker, and suddenly there was a whistle in the distance, and two fast horses came galloping. There are also horses in the procession. "This is the return of the person Tang Lin sent out to find Ma Sha." Jia Da cheered up: "Ma Sha must have returned." The fast horse is coming, and he has already met him. Sure enough, Masha came back, but it was not the living Masha. This mighty warrior, one of the best wrestlers, had his head and neck broken, and was actually strangled to death by wrestling. Who killed him?Why kill him? Nobody knows. The mysterious and terrifying shadow of death has enveloped the team like the night itself. Martha was just the first person who died violently. When they returned to the patrolling place, they found the second one.