The First Tyrant of Daxia

The bandits had ferocious looks on their faces, murderous intent in their eyes, and contempt in their eyes, as if they had already regarded Qin Yun and others as their prey.

The few people rescued by Qin Yun all looked terrified and huddled in a corner, as if the end of the world had come.

The bandit leader smiled grimly and said smugly, "You ignorant businessman, if you regard us as a mob, you can prepare to pray to your gods now."

Hearing the leader's threat, everyone showed no fear. Liu Wanshi even started counting: "Twenty-one, twenty-two... forty-three people."

He turned to look at Qin Yun, eager to try, "Your Majesty, we only have so few people, what are we waiting for? I will kill him now... No, I will catch him!"

In the past, this kind of thing was all done by the Jinyiwei, but this time, apart from Old Feng who secretly accompanied him, there were only a few Jinyiwei to gather intelligence.

Liu Wanshi and others naturally did not want to miss this opportunity. They were rubbing their hands and eager to try, wanting to take these people down with their own hands.

Qin Yun waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and let them know how strong we Orientals are."

The conversation between the several people was not loud, so the bandit leader and the rescued woman could not hear clearly what they were saying.

But when Liu Wanshi and his men rushed forward enthusiastically, both sides showed completely different expressions.

The woman's face was filled with despair. She huddled together with several of her companions, as if she was ready to die.

The bandit leader laughed out loud, and commanded his men with great pride, and began to attack Liu Wanshi and others!

"They are only a few dozen people. With more than forty of us, it will be easy for us to crush them to death!"

"My fellow lads, I have the advantage, kill them for me!"

The bandits rushed out waving long knives, screaming and screaming, their eyes full of bloodthirsty murderous intent.

One of them looked at Mu Le and grinned, "I can tell at a glance that this kid is a dull and stupid person. Watch me chop off your head with a knife and claim the reward!"

call!

The blade whistled, making a sharp sound of breaking through the wind. Everyone grinned grimly, as if they had already seen Mu Le being cut in half by the knife.

The next moment, Mu Le's mouth curled up, and a fierce aura suddenly burst out from his honest smile, and a low voice echoed in his ears.

"You're the one who said I'm dull, right?"

In an instant, the bandit felt as if he was being stared at by some ferocious beast. A chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and the hairs on his body stood up.

You will die!

An intense feeling of panic exploded in his heart, and before he could react, a large hand suddenly reached out, instantly blocking his vision and tightly grasping his head.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force suddenly erupted, the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible, and the bandit's head instantly turned into a pile of mud!

boom!

Mu Le threw the body to the ground, wiped the blood off his face, picked up the bandit's long knife, and strode into the crowd.

"Damn it, what's wrong with this guy?"

"Quick! Stop him!"

"This guy is simply not human!"

There was a sudden roar of fear in the crowd. Mu Le was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and no one could stop his attack.

He killed the bandits one by one with his knife, just like cutting leeks, and the bandits fell one after another at his feet!

"Damn it, this guy is almost done with all the people!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Wanshi suddenly became anxious and rushed in grabbing his long knife.

On the side, Zhu Rong no longer stood by and watched coldly, but did not use any weapons. Instead, he fought with his bare hands.

From some perspectives, this upright woman is more manly than men, and her way of fighting is much more direct!

The three of them were like gods of death descending upon the earth, sweeping through the bandits!

They were the ones who crawled out from the pile of dead bodies on the battlefield. Dealing with them was like an adult beating a child.

One of the bandits' eyes widened, and he could hardly believe his eyes: "Are the caravan guards from the East so powerful now?"

The bandit leader slapped him on the head and said angrily: "Are you a fucking idiot? Can this be a caravan?"

He stared at Qin Yun in the center, his expression changing constantly, and he began to guess the identities of Qin Yun and others in his heart.

On the other side, the people who were being hunted had already given up hope. After all, these were the subordinates of Lord Kasim, who were extremely powerful. An ordinary caravan could never be their opponent.

However, the situation took a sudden turn, as if they were about to hit rock bottom when they were suddenly pulled up.

"Who... who are they?"

The leading woman stared at Qin Yun in a daze, muttering softly.

The battle ended quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the situation stabilized.

Most of the bandits were killed by Mu Le and his two companions. Only the bandit leader and a few of his close associates were left behind to be questioned later.

"Sir, all the bandits have been captured!"

Mu Le knelt on one knee in front of Qin Yun and reported in a deep voice.

Behind him, the bandit leader and several other bandits were kneeling in front of their horses with bruised faces and noses, looking extremely miserable.

Qin Yun bent his upper body, half lying on the horse's back, and looked at the bandit leader in front of him with interest: "As far as I know, you bandits shouldn't attack the caravan. At most, you would extort money. Why did you kill us after hearing that we were a caravan?"

The leader of the bandits looked up at Qin Yun and gritted his teeth and said, "You are not an ordinary caravan. You can trade with the nobles of Tomile and have such strong guards. Who are you?"

"Oh!" Qin Yun suddenly became interested: "You actually dare to ask me back, you are so brave!"

Mu Le and others glared at the bandit leader, extremely annoyed by his offensive behavior, but they did not take action because they did not have Qin Yun's order.

Just looking at the posture, it seemed that as long as Qin Yun gave the order, this guy would be chopped into pieces immediately!

"Since you are trading with the nobles of Ptolemy, you should know the importance of Lord Kasim!" The leader of the bandits had no idea that he was only one step away from being beheaded: "I'm telling you clearly, we are Lord Kasim's men, so if you know what's good for you, let us go!"

"Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the wrath of Lord Kasim!"

Behind him, the woman also stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, Lord Kasim is very powerful, he did not lie to you."

Her starting point was good, to remind Qin Yun of the other party's background.

However, Qin Yun's expression suddenly turned cold. He straightened his upper body and said condescendingly, "Come here, drag this guy away and give him fifty lashes first."

The gang leader: "..."

After a while, shrill screams were heard from a distance.

Qin Yun scratched his ears and said with disdain: "What a bullshit Lord Kasim, I've never heard of him."