At first they thought it was a bad signal in the wilderness - after all, this happened often before.

But there was no trace of signal in three days, which was something I had never seen before.

They finally realized something was wrong.

So the three strongholds gathered together.

The total number reached more than 2,000 people.

The bandit leader is a young man with a pretty face named Shi Moxuan.

Not only does he have a pretty face, but he also has a bookish spirit.

No one would associate him with the bandit leader.

But such a person is a bandit leader who burns, kills, loots, does everything he wants and kills.

He stood on a huge rock and looked at the more than two thousand desolate bandits below.

Someone has reported it just now and said that someone has been sent to other strongholds.

But none of the people sent can come back.

"Boss, what should I do at two o'clock?"

"Boss, we have no way out."

"I've had it with them!"

The bandits around were very excited.

Some are frightened, some are worried, and some are excited.

The bandit leader Shi Mo looked at the sky in the distance, and a dark cloud had already floated up from there.

After a while, he sighed for no reason: "The rainy season is coming."
Chapter completed!