Just as the jackal hunting in the wasteland heard the leader's barking, the black young men who were already a little confused actually stopped retreating and waved the weapons in their hands to resist stubbornly. Although black young men were destroyed and swallowed by the harsh storm formation from time to time, no one retreated.

In the direction where the fierce shouts came, more than twenty black men suddenly rushed out of the darkness, and in just a dozen seconds they formed a charge formation. They silently held a weapon that seemed like a narrow wooden board, and collided directly towards the workers who had gathered Wei Yue and Luo Badao not far from the side.

Just as he saw the weapons that looked like narrow wooden boards in the hands of the twenty black men, Wei Yue changed his face and shouted anxiously at Luo Badao, who had already waved a pair of pickaxes to attack him: "Badao, be careful..."

As soon as the roar started, a strong black man had already waved the strange weapon in his hand and slashed hard at Luo Badao who was facing him. With two sour blunt objects, the two pickaxes in Luo Badao's hand had broken. The powerful chopping power even pushed Luo Badao, who was quite strong, backed several steps and fell to the ground with his back!

With a muffled roar, Wei Yue picked up two steel water pipes from the sand beside him, stretched out his arms like a giant bear, rushed straight towards the strong black man who was pressing towards Luo Badao step by step, and shouted loudly: "Retreat! Retreat all to the construction machinery!"

Relying on his height and length, Wei Yue and his wife were already approaching Luo Badao who fell to the ground. They didn't have time to consider whether the force method and angle would hurt himself, who was about to stand firm on the soft sand, who was about to stand firm, Wei Yue danced two steel water pipes and smashed them towards the strong black man who wanted to attack Luo Badao again.

It seemed that Wei Yue's heavy blow was obviously surrounding Wei to save Zhao. The black strong man who was dancing with strange weapons could not see any expression on his face, and he slashed Luo Badao's weapon without hesitation at all. With the dull and dull sound made by two steel pipes when he hit the black strong man with force, the black strong man's movement of waving the strange weapons finally had a trace of distortion, and he slashed Luo Badao's scalp and swung over.

Seeing that a bunch of blood splashed on Luo Badao's scalp, Wei Yue's eyes were almost broken. He didn't bother to wave the bent steel pipe again to attack. Wei Yue fitted and bumped the black strong man who was also in a mess, and flew out the black strong man who was almost as tall as him. Then he looked at Luo Badao who was leaning on the sand with his back: "Badao..."

He shook his head vigorously. Luo Badao, who was already bleeding, reached out and touched the hot position on the top of his head, and immediately touched the blood in his hands. Before Luo Badao could do any other moves, Wei Yue had already bent down and grabbed Luo Badao's arm, and pulled Luo Badao hard to stand up.

He looked down at the two pickaxes that had been beaten to the point of being cracked. Luo Badao, whose face was covered in blood, shouted in disbelief: "What's this damn thing? I'm soaked with oil and can't even cut it in..."

While shouting loudly, all the workers retreated towards the construction machinery that had stopped moving forward, Wei Yue dragged Luo Badao and retreated quickly: "This is a traditional weapon of the hunting tribe in the Jinsha Dune area. It uses a very strong local tree and volcanic rock fragments to hunt wild boars and lions! The locals call this thing the Golden Sha Dune Long Sword, and even the skulls of wild boars and lions can be broken!"

He reached out and touched the soft scalp that was torn apart by the long sword of the golden sand dune, Luo Badao roared, and suddenly reached out and tore off a soft scalp that was hanging down, and threw it hard on the sand beside him: "I don't believe this evil! Give me two rebars!"

It was different from the workers who retreated and relied on the construction machinery to defend themselves. The young black men who rushed into the construction site also began to quickly approach the strong black men who were wielding the swords of the golden sand dune. However, in just a few minutes, the two men had already confronted each other at a distance of twenty or thirty meters.

Among the crowds gathered between the two sides, the heavy breathing sounds became the main string notes. Eyes, stimulated by anger, or burned red by greed, also became the only color in everyone's eyes.

He reached out and wiped away the blood that had flowed into his eyes. Luo Badao inserted two rebars that had just been obtained into the sand in front of him, pulled off the white T-shirt that had been stained with blood and wrapped it on his head. Then he grabbed the two rebars again and shouted to Wei Yue in a low voice: "Old Wei, I'm so hot that I'm red today, I can't blame me for not keeping my hand?"

Turning his face and looking at the workers around him with some scars, Wei Yue nodded heavily: "All fights are started, no matter how good or bad the winner is, no one can get out of Taiwan - the inner guard, the border armed police, come to me!"

As soon as he heard Wei Yue's voice, all the workers who had served in the inner guard and border armed police force immediately understood that Wei Yue wanted to form a pilot blade formation with extremely strong attack capabilities and able to tear apart the opponent's formation to disintegrate, and even smash the attack power formed by those black strong men who also had high attack power holding the long sword of the Golden Sand Dune.

Without any hesitation, all the workers from the inner guards and border armed police immediately threw down the pickaxe handle in their hands and replaced them with rebars that could be seen everywhere on the construction site. They formed a standard assault formation behind Wei Yue and Luo Badao. In order to prevent hand slipping, all the workers took off their T-shirts and tied the rebars tightly with their palms.

After looking around at the workers who were ready for the fight, Wei Yue also grabbed two threaded steel bars and knocked on the track of a construction machine on his side: "Crash me over! You are not allowed to stop until you beat all these bastards into dumpling fillings!"

It seemed to be to answer Wei Yue, and more like to pretend to be loud to his brothers, the construction machinery docked beside Wei Yue and others suddenly pulled the loud whistle. After all the construction machinery sounded the whistle in response, more than a dozen construction machinery rushed towards the opponent twenty or thirty meters in front of him, like a furious battle elephant!
Chapter completed!