Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters Uram
Rumble!
As the roar of propellers as if rolling thunder approached, the Miao village tribe, which was still in the hazy, completely awakened. All the houses opened the doors and looked at the three steel giant beasts falling from the sky in surprise.
Although the roar was extremely loud, Gu Zixuan also clearly heard Han Lang's promise.
Her eyes lit up. Although she didn't know why, she had no doubt at all. She had no reason to be sure that as long as it was what he said, she would definitely do it!
A strong wind suddenly surged in the empty square of the village, rolling the sand and gravel on the ground around, and blew the surrounding trees to make the mountains ring.
The oldest patriarch in the village walked in the wind in his clothes, and a look of panic appeared on his cheeks like old tree bark.
This is the most marginal Miaojiang village conquered in the southern border, but it does not mean that the people in the village have never seen the world. They have seen cars, modern facilities, and even the army!
They knew that those who could come here on such a plane with propellers must be an amazing figure!
Wu Qinglian and the twenty Qinglong Gang members led by him jumped off the plane first, and they all raised their submachine guns to guard the four outside.
"Please, who are you?" The patriarch of the village came to Wu Qinglian tremblingly, and the villagers in the village stood far away on the edge of the square and did not dare to get close.
Wu Qinglian smiled and said, "Hello, old man, my surname is Wu. Are you the patriarch here?"
The old patriarch was flattered and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I, I am the patriarch here, my name is Wusugan! I wonder if the distinguished guest is here, do you have any instructions? "
Wu Qinglian pondered for a moment, turned to look at the helicopter Han Lang and the others were on.
At this time, Han Lang and others had already walked off the helicopter and walked slowly over.
Lu Yan glanced around and said, "How far is this far from the Witchcraft Clan?"
"Witch, Witch Gu Clan?" After hearing Lu Yan's words, a look of fear suddenly appeared on Wu Sugan's face, and she subconsciously took a step back half a step as if she wanted to leave.
Wu Qinglian hurriedly stopped Wu Sugan and smiled and said, "Captain, don't worry, we just inquire, and we won't cause you any trouble."
As he said that, Wu Qinglian bowed to Lu Yan, Han Lang and others and explained: "Although this tribe has been conquered by the Southern Territory, it is located in the most remote place and is actually under the rule of the Witchcraft tribe. For them, the mysterious and cruel Witchcraft tribe is more intimidating than the Southern Territory army that comes to patrol once a month."
All of what Wu Qinglian said were information provided by Lin Tie, the leader of the Southern Guards.
Lin Tie once came to Miaojiang alone and to the edge of the witchcraft clan, and knew very well about the situation in Miaojiang. Although he could not come with him this time, he still told Wu Qinglian all the most detailed information he knew.
At this moment, Wu Sugan had already known the purpose of Han Lang and others. He was so scared that he knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Everyone, sir, please let our tribe go! Three or three years ago, a tribe at the foot of the mountain next to him revealed the news about the witchcraft clan to a Han man, but the people in that tribe were all killed by the witchcraft clan! We, we don't want to die!"
Wu Sugan's voice was loud, and the people in the villages in the distance could hear it clearly.
Hula, a large area of men, women, young and old in the villages in the distance fell to their knees and shouted: "Old men, please let us go! Even if we die, we dare not disclose the news about the witchcraft clan and the witchcraft god!"
Han Lang and others naturally knew what Wu Sugan mentioned just now. Because the Han man three years ago was Lin Tie! It was because Lin Tie entered the brink of the witchcraft clan that the destruction of the tribe that the news was revealed!
Seeing this situation, Wu Qinglian couldn't help but frown.
Because she knew that even if the people from these tribes died, they would never dare to offend the witchcraft clan! The witchcraft's methods of treating those who leaked their news were much more terrifying than killing people!
Han Lang did not continue to say anything, and his eyes swept across the people from the distance.
Suddenly, Han Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his hand and pointed at a young man kneeling in the crowd, and said, "Come here."
he?
The patriarch Wu Sugan, who was kowtowing, was stunned. When he turned around and looked over, his face turned pale in an instant, and he said in a trembling voice: "Wulmu?!"
Ulemu is the name of the young man Han Lang refers to. He is a strong young man with dark skin and about seventeen or eighteen years old.
After hearing Han Lang's order, two members of the Qinglong Gang walked over and pulled Wulemu to bring him to Han Lang.
Wulemu glanced at the patriarch Wusugan, then knelt in front of Han Lang nervously, kowtowed and said, "Great, sir."
Han Lang curled the corners of his mouth and said lightly: "Everyone was begging loudly just now, why didn't you say a word?"
This is exactly why Han Lang asked Ulemu to come. Although Ulemu also knelt down with everyone, he did not beg like others, and there was even a trace of hatred in his eyes!
Under Han Lang's pressure, Ulemu trembled gently again and said truthfully: "Because, because I hate the witchcraft..."
"Oh?" Han Lang raised his eyebrows.
After hearing this, Wu Sugan, who was standing beside him, was trembling with fear and said sternly: "Wulemu! What are you talking nonsense! No, why don't you get back to me quickly! Otherwise I..."
"Did I let you talk?"
Before Wu Sugan could finish his words, Han Lang suddenly had a stern look, and an invisible force instantly spread out, directly pushing Wu Sugan out of the ground for more than ten meters before barely stopping!
At the same time, Shan Ying also appeared beside Wu Sugan like lightning, with the joints between her hands crackling and she said in a deep voice: "You'd better be quiet! It's your luck to be disrespectful to the wolf handsome, so that you can live until now!"
While speaking, a strong wind suddenly surged beside Shan Ying's side, and a violent and terrifying aura instantly soared into the sky, covering everyone around!
Wu Sugan, who had just gotten up, was so scared that he hurriedly lay on the ground in front of such powerful pressure, and he didn't even dare to move, and he trembled violently. The villagers in the distance were all so scared that they were silent and did not dare to make any more noises.
But after seeing this scene, Ulemu's eyes, kneeling in front of Han Lang, couldn't help but lit up!
He glanced at Han Lang with some fear, as if he had plucked up great courage, and asked, "Are you... you want to subdue the witchcraft clan?"
"Conquer?"
Han Lang curled his lips and smiled, and said lightly: "I didn't think about subjugating them. And if they dared to disobey me, I would completely destroy them without hesitation."
Chapter completed!