"For poachers, isn't the Chinese government very strict in arresting poachers now?" Tang Han asked.

"Oh..." Noor sighed and said, "Indeed, the rectification of poaching is much stricter now than before, but it has not been effective in a short period of time.

These poachers are so cunning. The Tianshan Mountains are so big that it is really difficult to find their traces.

Besides, money can make the devil push the mill, and for money, they can do anything crazy."

Tudaka said: "Okay, these poachers will be punished by God sooner or later. Let's go back quickly. The salt in the tribe has been used up. My mother is still waiting for us to buy it and make delicious hand-catch meat."

Several people got on the pickup truck again and headed deep into the Tianshan Mountains again. The fuel tanks of cars that have been running in the Tianshan Mountains have been modified, so there is no need to worry about fuel.

When the sun was about to set in the afternoon, several yurts appeared within everyone's sight.

"That's great, we're finally home."

Noor said excitedly, although there were no signal lights here and he didn't have to pay much attention to the road conditions when driving, but after driving for a day, he still felt very tired.

"Your tribe is so rich, there are so many off-road jeeps."

Tang Han's eyes were much sharper than others. From a distance, he saw five or six off-road jeeps parked next to the yurt and two pickup trucks.

Noor said in surprise: "No, our tribe only has this pickup truck, which is used to buy daily necessities. You must know that too many things like cars will inevitably cause damage to the grassland."

Tang Han said: "Where did so many cars come from? Are they your friends?"

At this time, as the distance continued to get closer, Karl and the others also saw the vehicles from afar.

"It's impossible. Although we have some friendly tribes, we usually communicate with each other on horseback, and few people drive." Tudaka said.

Suddenly, Nuer's expression changed, and he shouted: "No, it's those damn poachers who have come to our tribe."

Tang Han said in surprise: "There are only a few poachers? Do you dare to go to your tribe?"

Tudaka said: "There are six or seven people in the poacher gang. There are twenty or thirty people in the most, while our nomad tribe is about one or two hundred.

Generally speaking, these poachers always avoid us when they see us, and few people dare to come to us for trouble. However, there are exceptions at some point. Although these poachers have a smaller number, their weapons are very advanced.

In our tribe, there are usually only a few hunting rifles, used to fight wolves. But these poachers have all kinds of guns, including pistols, and even submachine guns."

"No, we have to hurry back soon. I guess the guy who broke your legs a few days ago came to trouble our tribe."

As he said that, Carl stepped on the accelerator, the pickup truck roared and rushed forward like an arrow.

About five minutes later, they had already seen clearly what was happening in front of the yurt.

Five off-road jeeps and two pickup trucks formed a circle, with more than 20 people holding guns surrounding them.

In the middle of the circle, more than a hundred Kazakh men, women, young and old gathered together, looking at the people around them with anger in their eyes.

An old man with white hair and vicissitudes of face stood in front of his tribe. He shouted to a one-eyed dragon holding an ak: "What the hell are you doing?"

One-eyed dragon looked at the old man with disdain in his eyes and said, "Originally, we made our fortune, you let your sheep goats, and we will not overturn the rivers, but just a few days ago, your tribe members broke my brother's leg.

Today I am here to find this place for my brother and hand over the person who broke my brother's legs."

Behind the one-eyed dragon, a young man with a bandage on his right leg and a crutch followed the fox and pretended to be a tiger and shouted: "Old guy, have you heard that, hurry up and hand over that kid, I want to break all three of his legs."

This old man is the patriarch of the Nur tribe, Dad Gurman. He looked at the one-eyed dragon and shouted angrily: "You poachers who have been killed in heaven will be retribution sooner or later."

The one-eyed dragon took two steps forward to Dad Gulman and said, "Old guy, we will take some northern goats, it's not your family to raise them, so you're not doing anything.

Usually, you three have a breath of extra breath, and we endured it. Unexpectedly, they dared to break my brother's legs this time. It seems that we must give you some color."

As he said that, he raised the ak in his hand and put a bullet in the sky, then shouted to everyone in front of him: "Hurry up and hand over the person who broke my brother's leg, otherwise you all will die."

In the eyes of the One-Eyed Dragon, under his deterrence, the people present would definitely surrender and immediately hand over the person who broke his brother's leg.

But unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement at all. All the Kazakhs were staring at him fiercely with angry eyes.

The one-eyed dragon was furious and shouted to Dad Gulman: "The tiger is not powerful, you think I am a sick cat. It seems that you must give you some colors today."

As he said that, he raised the ak in his hand and pulled the trigger hard towards Dad Gulman's right leg.

With a bang, Dad Gulman's body trembled suddenly and fell heavily to the ground.

"Beast, you even beat the old man."

A Kazakh man rushed out of the crowd and was about to fight the one-eyed dragon. However, two shots of gunfire, the man was shot in both legs and fell to the ground with a plop.

"If anyone dares to come forward again, I will blow his head."

The one-eyed dragon held up the ak and shouted fiercely.

"If you have the ability, you will kill us all."

Seeing that the two tribesmen were injured, the trapped Kazakhs were restless and were about to rush forward to fight desperately.

"Don't move everyone."

Dad Gurman stopped his tribe members. He knew that these people in front of him had guns in their hands, and if the tribe members rushed up, they would definitely suffer a great loss.

"Old guy, it seems that you understand something. You know that a hero will not suffer any loss in front of you. Tell me, where did the person who broke my brother's leg go?"

"Stop dreaming, we Kazakhs will never betray our tribe members."

"The old guy is quite tough, but I want to see when you can be tough." One-eyed dragon said, pointing to a beautiful Kazakh girl in the crowd and shouting to his men, "Get that woman over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, two poachers rushed out from behind him and walked towards the Kazakh girl with a lewd smile.

Seeing the two poachers getting closer, the Kazakhs became restless again.

"Be honest with me. If anyone dares to move around, I will immediately beat this old guy's head into a rotten watermelon."

One-eyed dragon said, pressing the ak in his hand hard against Dad Gurman's temple.

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Chapter completed!