The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Several guards around him also followed behind.

"and many more."

Wang Kang said: "Could it be that Chief Humo wants to fight against me?"

"No!"

Hu Mo shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm against you, it's that the entire prairie people will be against you. Believe me, you will die a miserable death..."

At this time, other people got up and were about to go out.

"Humo, do you think my place is a place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the yurt suddenly changed.

Hu Mo was stunned for a moment, he turned his head and said, "Wang Kang, don't you dare to leave me here?"

"If you dare to do this, you are finished!"

At this time, Wang Kang did not speak, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, which seemed to be a signal.

Also at this time.

The two people who kept their eyes closed behind Wang Kang moved, they shot at the same time, the speed was extremely fast, only one shadow could be seen, and they attacked Hu Mo!

"you!"

Hu Mo's complexion changed drastically, and the few followers around him also hurriedly resisted, but they were a step slower.

And when they came in, all their weapons had been confiscated, and these two were martial arts masters beside Wang Kang.

They made a sudden move, only to see a few flashes of sword light, and when the others reacted, they had already returned to Wang Kang's side.

At this moment, Wang Kang put down the teacup...

"Humo!"

Someone shouted hastily.

And Hu Mo, who was standing upright, had already fallen to the ground, and his three followers also fell to the ground together...

Hu Mo's eyes widened sharply, and he could see a bloody mouth on his neck. The blood flowed out and stained the plush floor. He was already dead and couldn't die anymore...

"you……"

The eyes of the others were horrified. No one expected that Wang Kang would suddenly get someone to attack, let alone that he dared to kill Hu Mo in front of so many people...

Hu Mo is not an ordinary person, but he is the leader of one of the five major tribes of the grassland, the Kelie tribe. He has great influence and reputation on the grassland!

Now, he died so easily!

Sanamo's complexion also changed drastically. In the previous war, his Sana tribe and the Kele tribe were allies and fought together.

Although on the prairie, it is not about friendship, but about reputation.

It was he who gave Hu Mo a guarantee.

But seeing Wang Kang's calm face, he still trembled in his heart. He underestimated Wang Kang's determination...

In fact, he should have thought of it long ago, but this person has never been a kind person.

"Is anyone else leaving?"

Wang Kang put down his teacup and asked calmly.

No one answered.

They were extremely vigilant, but they didn't dare to move at all.

This is Wang Kang's territory, if he dared to kill Hu Mo, he would dare to kill them.

In comparison, there is still a gap between them and Hu Mo...

There is only one person who is calmer, and he is the leader of the Zhadalan tribe, Suo Jin!

This old man has white hair all over his head, but he is meticulous and dressed in luxurious clothes. If it weren't for his appearance, he would give people the impression that he is a nobleman of the Zhao Kingdom.

He is indeed a nobleman on the prairie, because he is quite rich.

"Is your Excellency acting a little too despicable?"

Suo Jin looked at Wang Kang and said, "We prairie people have always been straight and straight, and never have those twists and turns. Even if we want to fight, we should fight openly. This is a real fighter. You killed Hu Mo suddenly. What is this?"

"exactly."

Wang Kang said with a smile: "But I am not a prairie person, but a foreigner in your mouth. I don't pay attention to the process, I only pay attention to the result."

"After I rule the grassland, no one will call me mean, but only my reputation. You are in business, so you should understand this truth?"

"you……"

Suo Jin obviously laughed angrily at Wang Kang's words.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "You have a Fuyang caravan in the grassland, which has grown rapidly and has become the largest caravan in the grassland. It also has a deep relationship with the Zhadalan tribe."

"Wang Kang, for so many years, I, the Zhadalan tribe, have never intervened in grassland disputes. You should understand what I mean."

"Understood."

Wang Kang said: "You just want me to let you go, you are still in a detached position."

"But it's impossible!"

"The unification I want is true unification, no one can be an exception!"

"Wang Kang!"

Sorkin raised his voice, and he gritted his teeth: "Do you think that if you kill all of us, the others will obey you?"

"Will our tribe obey you?"

"They won't, stop dreaming!"

"Then I'll kill until they obey me!"

Wang Kang stood up and said coldly: "If you keep disobeying, then keep killing!"

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"