"It scared me to death! You should have said something!" Li Xinhan complained to him.

Wushuang's waist injury was still in unbearable pain. He leaned on the bed and waved his hand to Li Xinhan. "Okay, let her go."

"Ah? Let her go? You don't know, this old woman is quite capable of beating. I managed to subdue her with great difficulty. What if she is not honest again?" Li Xinhan didn't know that Wushuang had a gun.

It was extremely hot in the sand house, but compared to the danger in the cellar, Wu Shuang felt that it was safer up there.

"You two, let's talk." Wushuang lit a cigarette and puffed out smoke rings leisurely.

"We have nothing to say. We will not betray the Almighty God! We will not betray Changshengtian! You can kill or behead as you please!" The old lady was very stubborn. It is estimated that the old man is not the leader at home.

Our leader is usually used to being domineering, and now he has the same habit as at home. He treats Li Xinhan as a servant and coldly orders her: "Beat me until this bitch is willing to talk!"

This sentence stunned Li Xinhan. She turned around and looked at Wushuang. Only then did Wushuang realize that if he wanted to torture her to extract a confession, she would have to do it herself. As a girl, she would not dare to do it. If she wanted to make a breakthrough, she would have to start from here.

The old man's attack was just a show of killing the chicken to show the monkey.

He did not feel any pity for the gray-haired old lady in her sixties. He grabbed her hair with one hand and used the sharp Tibetan knife to directly cut open the woman's hair tied on her head. The woman's hair was suddenly spread out and messy.

"Man, what do you think she would do if the knife I just struck was on your wife's back?"

"You are not a biologist! You are a devil! You are a devil!" The old man cursed Wu Shuang, but his tone was obviously weak.

The unparalleled Tibetan knife gently scratched the old woman's arm, and blood immediately spattered, causing the old woman to cry out in pain.

"Yes, that's right, I am a devil. Now if the devil asks you, are you willing to answer?" Even Li Xinhan couldn't bear to look at this cruel and bloody scene. She frowned and turned away quickly. She wanted to start again.

This frail biologist was positioned.

"Okay, what do you want to know?"

"What secrets are hidden under the sand of death?"

The old man gritted his teeth and looked at the old woman with splattered blood and sighed: "Hey! It doesn't hurt to tell you that Death Sand Pass is the holy land of our Darkhan tribe."

"Holy land? Isn't it down there where you raise the Almighty God?"

"The Almighty God is just the guardian beast of this holy land. Below is an underground royal city. It was the royal city of our Darkhan tribe in its heyday. Over the years, it was bit by bit buried underground by wind and sand. We and my wife are the old members of the royal city that protects the royal city.

"The old man finally told the truth.

"What is hidden in the royal city?"

The old man said that he did not know what secrets were hidden in the underground royal city, but it was said orally from his ancestors that the national treasure of the Darkhan tribe was hidden in this royal city. More than three hundred years ago, a high-ranking prince came to the south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains. This high-ranking official was captured by the Qing army.

After being encircled and hunted all the way to the Darkhan Khanate, he knew that his life was not long, so he entrusted his treasure to the then Khan King of the Darkhan tribe.

Wushuang asked: "He's from Jiangnan? What's his name?"

"I don't know, I really don't know." The old man was so anxious that he almost cried. Seeing the knife hidden in his hands gradually increasing its force, the old lady almost fainted from the pain.

"That's enough, you are too cruel! Either kill them or let them go! Why torture people?" Li Xinhan pleaded.

Wu Shuang nodded expressionlessly: "Well, you're right!" With a flick of his wrist, he wiped the old lady's neck with a knife. The old man didn't even have time to cry when he saw Wu tightening the rope in his hands.

Minutes later, he was strangled to death.

Li Xinhan's face turned pale. She had seen dead people in ancient tombs, and she had seen many terrible death scenes, but she had never seen such a cruel scene of living people being killed in the blink of an eye. She covered her mouth and stared,

It is completely unbelievable that the biologist who was still laughing and joking and ****ing me in the morning could be such a murderous demon.

"What? Are you soft-hearted? Let me tell you, as soon as I let go, they will definitely find a way to kill us, and they will not be merciful at that time. Besides, I don't know how many people this kind of cultist has in their hands.

Blood, deserved death!" Wu Shuang opened the cellar partition, pushed both corpses down, and then clapped his hands as if nothing was wrong.

"Oh my God, you are the second most vicious person I have ever met. Are you really a biologist?"

"I am second? Then who is first?"

"My second senior brother, Desert Scorpion DS!"

"Oh, I heard that he is an internationally wanted criminal. It is an honor for me to be comparable to him."

The two of them were already soaked with sweat while they were talking. The temperature in the sand house was really too high. It was at least forty-two or three degrees now.

"What should we do next?" Li Xinhan asked him.

"What can we do? Find a place to cool down for a while. Aren't you a gold captain? Are you not interested in the underground royal city of the Darkhan tribe? I will accompany you tonight."

"Okay, okay." Li Xinhan is a parallel-imported gold-hunting lieutenant. With her little tricks, she has not yet become an apprentice. In fact, she had already felt guilty before coming here. Now that she has such a ruthless person accompanying her, she feels a little relieved.

With some confidence, she had even begun to wonder if this man was a special police officer. But it didn't look like it. His unique temperament was somewhat similar to that of his godfather Li Doutian, but not completely.

"The injury on your waist..." This man had saved her so many times, and she finally thought that she should care about him.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

"Don't move, let me take a look. I have brought a unique secret recipe that may speed up the healing of your wound." Li Xinhan opened the gauze around Wushuang's waist little by little.

Fortunately, the gauze was opened, and the wounds on Wushuang's lower abdomen were already white and oozing with pus. The weather here was different from that in the Northeast. It was extremely hot in the desert. If the gauze was wrapped tighter, it would not be breathable at all, and it was about to become infected.

Wushuang endured the pain and watched the beautiful woman in front of him apply medicine for himself. He knew that she was his enemy, but at this moment, he felt an inexplicable warm current in his heart. Once upon a time, Meihui would say it every time she was injured.

Scold yourself for being careless, and then gently bandage your wounds.

"Where do you live? Biologist?" Li Xinhan deliberately raised the tone of his title a few times.

"What do you think of my accent?" Wushuang's accent is indeed not like that of a Northeasterner. He used to travel all over the country and speaks authentic Mandarin with a clear accent.

"Um...are you from Central China?"

Wushuang teased her, deliberately saying with a Sichuan accent: "You can't joke around."

"Are you from Sichuan?"
Chapter completed!