Nangong Jin has been dressed properly, and her face is also astonished as ever. After enduring such things for a long time, it will make people feel explosive.

Originally, I was proud to come to the Western Regions to do my career, but I was troubled by some despicable villains everywhere, and the clay figures would be angry.

"Let's go!"

Nangong Jin got on the bus decisively.

The group drove more than a dozen cars and rushed out of the construction site and drove quickly towards Bangor County.

It is said that the guys who made trouble were the local snakes in Bangor County about 16 kilometers away from here. They were a local bully and were very arrogant.

There are few traffic on the road, but there are many pedestrians. They all have dark skin and extremely bright eyes, which are somewhat similar to those of the Filipinos.

On both sides of the road, cattle and sheep were in herds, and the sheep-herding kids stood in front, watching the convoy roaring forward curiously.

Not long after, the convoy arrived at the border of Bangor County. A big road was dug out, but a deep trench was dug out. If you wanted to pass through the newly dug dirt road next to it, there were two iron rods on the dirt road, and a group of careless boys charged tolls to the passing vehicles.

"These guys..." Ling Yu frowned and reached out to shake outside the window.

Wow! Two strong little blacksmiths got out of the car immediately and walked towards the intercepting point.

No matter who you are, you will have to pay as long as you pass the car.

"I have to pay every day, and I have to pay money from here every day. These bastards are vampires!"

"The official doesn't care!"

"Where can you care about it?

Come here today to take care of it, run away, continue tomorrow, and it's getting worse, it's better not to worry about it."

"Hey! I'll give them all the money I'll make when I'm going to transport it."

"Who said no?"

A group of drivers who were stopped complained, but they could not help.

This route is their livelihood. If you don’t pass here, you will need to detour hundreds of kilometers, and the freight is not enough for gas.

So, they can only endure this kind of exploitation.

"Hurry up! Why are you rushing around one by one?"

A Bangor County man wearing a headscarf and holding a wooden stick in his hand walked around in front of the crossbar and shouted impatiently, "Didn't you see such a long line behind?"

In addition to Nangong Jin's convoy, dozens of large cars were blocked, and the scene was very chaotic.

The drivers were clamoring, but no one dared to challenge the people of Bangor County easily.

"Damn it! What I said just now, are you deaf?

The price has increased today, each car has 500!"

A driver held three hundred dollars in his hand and looked surprised, then said angrily, "Are you robbers?"

Prices starting from the ground?

Did you drive this road?

I can't stand you anymore, I..." Bang! The noisy driver was swung over his head with a stick, and he suddenly felt blood flowing, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

"Fuck! What are you calling?

Haven't you seen this road be washed away by heavy water?

We collect money to do good things, to build roads, and to allow you to pass smoothly. Is it wrong?”

The man in the turban stared at him, looking as if he was taken for granted.

The crowd rescued the injured driver and confronted the roadblocker in anger.

"Damn it! I'm still beating people, right?"

"Is there any other kingly law?"

"I won't give you money, what can you do?"

When the roadblockers saw this attitude, they were not surprised but happy, and they picked up wooden sticks and rushed into the crowd.

"Give me a shameless guy, call me!"

Bang bang bang! The crowd instantly became a mess.

As soon as the two little blacksmiths squeezed over, they met the other party and their strong bodies were standing in front of people like an iron tower.

"stop!"

As soon as the two of them yelled, the stick fell down.

Bang bang bang! The stick fell on the little blacksmith and immediately turned into shatter.

The little blacksmiths are now top silver warriors, and they will go further than the golden warriors. Faced with the beatings of these ordinary people, they will not even frown.

The crowd was stunned.

The strong man suddenly appeared, shocking the roadblocker.

"What are you doing?

Want to pass the level?

Are you looking for death?

Do you know who we are?”

The two little blacksmiths went over and kicked the railing over, then pushed everyone away, and waved their hands behind them.

Ling Yu waved his hand and the convoy quickly passed through the crowd, rushing through the roadblocks in the numerous dull eyes.

"Go!"

"Run over!"

When the drivers of the big car saw someone clearing the way, they became crazy and got on the bus immediately and followed the convoy to rush over.

More than a dozen roadblockers panicked and chased after them for a long time without success. They called the leader of Bangor County in a furious manner.

Bangor County has a population of only 50,000, but the county town covers a large area, making the entire area seem vast and sparsely populated and very desolate.

Most of the county are bungalows, and occasionally there are several two-story buildings, which are also local tyrants. They have great authority here.

In a large courtyard similar to a village committee, several people were sitting together playing poker, the leader was sitting on the bench, and the others were sitting cross-legged, with some soldiers holding weapons guarding the courtyard vigilantly.

Bang! "Three two!"

"Damn, I lost again..." The leader on the bench cursed and threw down the card, took out his cell phone to take a look, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Hey! These kids are back."

"Brother! I've been making trouble every day recently. Those guys from Nanlong Group must be crazy, right?"

"Hmph! This is the warning to them. If you want to gain a foothold in the Western Regions, how can it be that simple?"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Just then, there was a violent sound of sandbags hitting in the back of the yard.

Everyone subconsciously looked back and saw a strong man two meters tall, covered with dark clothes, and a cloak on his head, and his appearance was not visible.

In front of him was a huge sandbag with two people hugging each other. There was no hard object inside the sandbag, and every punch was hit without deforming.

Boom! Every time the strong man punched, the sandbag swayed violently into the air and then smashed it heavily.

Everyone's eyelids twitched.

The leader shrank his neck and said in a low voice, "Master Oulan sent this monster over to suppress the formation. Isn't it too small to make a big deal?"

"I've been practicing sandbags there all day! Last time I tried it, the sandbags are filled with iron..." "It weighs thousands of pounds."

"Will this kind of punching force hit people, then it will be smashed into pieces?"

"And he is invulnerable to swords and guns. It's like a rocket hitting his body! "

"My God! It's indeed a monster."

"I heard that it is called Black Supreme?"

The leader made a gesture of silence, "Speak softly, don't let that monster hear it, he will not be able to distinguish between me and me."

"Only this can control him!"

As he said that, the leader took out a small bottle and whispered, "This kind of spice can be controlled by him, but the quantity is limited. At most, it can be used twice. It is impossible to use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

The Black Supreme hit the sandbag for more than a dozen times, then stopped moving, and stopped stiffly in place.

"Brother, where did this thing come from? It feels so scary."
Chapter completed!