Dragoon fighter

() The greedy Bedouin will never forget to extort money at any time. They believe in the supremacy of strength. As long as they think it is right, they will do it at all costs. Such abnormal survival rules also make them become confused in the constant disputes. Become more brave and good at fighting.

"good!"

Liu Disheng doesn't care about spending money to eliminate disasters.

"Haha, the tax amount is 1,000 ak74s and 300,000 rounds of ammunition! 'Ekelam', this is not difficult for you!"...

The third elder, Hakemu, looked at Liu Disheng with a proud smile, as if he was some kind of lamb that was ready to be slaughtered.

This batch of arms is enough to give the Bedouins who control the town of Leila a collective overhaul, upgrading the AK47 to AK74, and each gun can also be equipped with 300 rounds of ammunition.

"Greedy Bedouins, why don't you go and rob!"

Liu Disheng finally understood that Zhebal, the youngest son of the so-called second elder, could be so arrogant and unreasonable.

It turns out that the root cause lies at the top. The top beam is out of alignment and the bottom beam is crooked. The elders are greedy, and the brats below have become more shameless.

"Haha, this is the territory of our Bedouin people. Naturally, we have to follow our rules. In order to occupy this town, we have sacrificed the lives of many of our sons, leaving outsiders wondering what they can take from our land. , how can we do it without paying a price."...

The third elder, Hakemu, was not afraid of the other party's disobedience at all. He was completely sure of the other party.

Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, they, the Bedouins, will get a big advantage. Why not?

Moreover, you have given yourself a lot of face by agreeing to allow the other party to take back your things for a fee.

"This is impossible! Sorry. We interrupted."

Liu Disheng and the blond Loli exchanged a look. At worst, these things should be hidden in the town for the time being. He would wait until he could find a way to incite other nearby forces to capture the town.

If the other party really gets this batch of arms. This is definitely a disaster for the tribes in the Rub al-Khali Desert. The Bedouin can even challenge the qualifications of the Zheng Fu army.

Of course, even if he agrees, there is no guarantee that these greedy guys will offer a higher price. As long as the contract is not fully confirmed, all promises are false.

When the strength of the two sides is unequal, there will be no accidents when the stronger side stabs the weaker side. The law of the jungle is the only law of survival in the Middle East.

Liu Disheng and Lin Mo just stood up when they saw the third elder Hakemu making a gesture. The surrounding armed men pointed the muzzles of their AK automatic rifles at them, forcing them to sit back down.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Disheng was furious, are these Bedouins crazy? He actually broke his promise!

"Did I say you were allowed to leave?"

The second elder, Muertezi, looked at the four of them with a sneer and continued: "My youngest son Zhebal has been hurt by you, is that the end of it?"

"What do you want? I can pay you compensation, how about 100,000 euros. Besides, your little son's skin is not even broken and he is not injured at all."

Liu Disheng was about to take out his checkbook, and suddenly remembered that it and his wallet had been robbed by these Bedouins. These greedy guys.

"Whether he is injured or not, it doesn't matter what you say. I also want 100,000 euros, but I want this guy to pay the price."

The second elder, Muertezi, pointed at the dragon knight among the four with a fierce glint in his eyes.

Is this a prelude to committing suicide?

"Asshole! Are you declaring war on me, Liu Disheng? I'm not trying to scare you, as long as I have my shortcomings. No one in the entire Middle East will sell you a gun or a bullet. Absolutely not, you Bedouin People's reputation will be completely ruined. Huh!"

As a broker, intelligence dealer and arms dealer, Liu Disheng was able to thrive in the Arabian Peninsula, a place of right and wrong, and naturally he had the confidence and support.

No matter how unreasonable the Bedouin are, they cannot ignore "Ekelam", which is quite famous in chaotic areas. Without the support of guns and ammunition, they will soon be hunted by packs of wolves.

Although people in this shady circle have always been in trouble, many people have received help from Liu Disheng. There is no guarantee that no one will take the opportunity to attack them. The Bedouin people will not be able to escape, no matter how strong the camel is. The wolves in the shadow, when these people work together, it is the beginning of the Bedouin disaster.

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for trouble with you Liu Disheng, but with him. Either all four of you stay, or he accepts punishment."

The second elder, Murtaz, was extremely cunning and knew very well that he avoided the important and ignored the trivial. He pointed his finger at the seemingly inconspicuous Chinese young man.

"This is impossible. He is my friend. If I watch my friend being humiliated, what qualifications do I have to be called 'Ekellam'? Even you Bedouins cannot treat me like this." friend!"

In Liu Disheng's words, he stabbed the other party hard and quietly.

The Bedouins are brave, but they also value friendship. The last words immediately made the faces of the three elders turn ugly. Even the elder who had been indifferent could not help but open his eyes and take a closer look. Look at Liu Disheng, who is making a living in the Middle East.

"Mr. Liu, one person does the work and the other takes responsibility! I will handle this matter."

Lin Mo learned the meaning of these Bedouin people from Liu Disheng's bodyguard Issam.

"Mr. Morin"

Liu Disheng was worried. If he betrayed his friends, what qualifications would he have to hang out in the Arabian Peninsula? !

"It's okay! Mr. Liu, I'll take care of it! Don't worry, I can do it!"

Lin Mo stood up and reached out to stop Liu Disheng. As the boss of a certain lolita, it was a natural responsibility to get back things that belonged to his employees. How could he let others block the gun for him.

If time could be turned back, Lin Mo would still not regret restraining that Zhebal again, and might give him some harsher lessons.

Liu Disheng saw the unquestionable gaze of the other party. He was slightly startled but did not speak again. Deep down in his heart, he could not help but look at the young man again.

Such a strong aura, this naturally aloof temperament is absolutely impossible to imitate deliberately. Could it be that he really is some great big shot.

"Say! What do you want?"

Lin Mo glanced at the second elder Muertesz coldly, but Lin Mo didn't take him seriously.

If Liu Disheng and his bodyguards had not been present, he might have started killing people at this time, using the heads of the opponents to build a palace in Beijing to show the bravery of the dragon knights.

The camel cavalry are scum with only a combat power of 5, and they are not even worthy of being food for a giant dragon.

The other party's gaze was like a sharp sword piercing into his heart. The second elder, Murtez, couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. He laughed a few times to embolden himself, and still said cruelly: "On the highway. Taking a car, riding a camel in the desert, and being in Bedouin territory naturally calmed my anger the way we Bedouin do.”

There was a jingling of camel bells, yellow sand flying, several camels breathing heavily, their muscles bulging into huge blocks, and even bulging blood vessels could be faintly seen.

If camels could bray as loudly as horses and cows, then their roars would be heard in every corner of the town of Laila.

Liu Disheng sneered, several elders were stunned, and the little Loli waved her pink fist and raised it high, cheering for her boss.

And those Bedouins who formed a big circle to watch the elders punishing the outsiders looked around the center of the field as if they had lost their souls.

Four iron chains were tied to the shackles of the dragon knight's limbs, and the other end was hung on the strongest camel, unable to make the dragon knight move at all.

It was not as everyone imagined. Human arms and legs were brutally torn off the human body and dragged all over the town by camel cavalry to show off the authority of the Bedouin. Those who stayed in place were losing a lot of blood. Before he died, he was trampled to death by other camels, but there was a stalemate at the scene. The foreigner showed everyone an incredible scene.

Even if the camel cavalry beat the camel under them hard, the four iron chains stretched to the extreme could not even bring down the camel.

According to the law of conservation of matter, the human body cannot be heavier than the same volume of steel, but the metal dragon can.

In the periodic table of elements in this world, the lightest lithium, the heaviest osmium, and gold coins can be easily simulated in the same volume.

The white wristband pressing on Lin Mo's right wrist was made of super-heavy metal with a density close to that of a white dwarf star and twisted "void magnetic field" to bring several tons of weight like a gravity spell. How could four dromedary camels be able to pull it?

Seeing this magical scene, even the most arrogant Bedouin could only shut his mouth tightly.

"Come back to me!"

His fighting spirit surged, Lin Mo let out a low drink, turned around suddenly, and the four camels that tried to cut him into pieces were dragged back with silent gasps.

The next second, unreasonable power suddenly erupted like a mountain or a sea. The four camels were no longer able to stand firm. They stumbled as if they were stepping on ice skates. They fell to the ground with a bang and were knocked down directly. After dragging it back, you can even clearly see the groove that was pulled out.

The iron chain was wrapped three times around the body. The dragon knight, who was tied like a mummy, smiled coldly. His fighting spirit shrank and rose, as if even his muscles had invisibly grown in size.

The iron chain quickly reached the critical value amidst the terrible creaking and groaning sounds. It was like a bowstring that suddenly broke after being fully stretched, and countless broken and deformed single links fell in a circle under the feet.

All four chains were destroyed instantly.

"Second Elder! Are you satisfied with this?!"

Lin Mo ripped off the shackles on his wrists and ankles as if tearing apart paper.

Under the control of the metal dragon's eight-star metal affinity, these hard alloy shackles are not even much harder than elephant skin mud. (To be continued.)