The presence of thirteen bandits was obviously not a deterrent to the troop of hundreds of people, but the shotguns on the other side's backs had to be paid attention to by Delsean and others, and even Flourishing's people looked a bit worried.
In this desert, everyone's marching speed was severely hindered and was not as fast as horses. In addition, the was a lot of quick sand here was so that cars couldn't be driven here. On foot, no one would be able to catch up with these riders. The opposite side held long-distance weapons. Although it was the old- fashioned hunting gun, it would still cause a lot of headaches for Delsean and others if they wanted to do something. Once one or two people got injured, they would definitely quit. For Delsean, who paid a lot of money to enter the desert, this was something he absolutely didn't want to see.
"Everyone, we are just passing by here and we don't mean to offend you." Delsean walked out from the crowd and especially observed the horses. He found that these thirteen horses looked very energetic. Then he said, "Since you are in the desert and lack resources, I will give you some. Here are your gifts."
Delsean waved his hand. Director Chen came out with a black bag and threw it on the sand in front of him. The bag was filled with red banknotes.
Delsean said, "Everyone, here are 100,000 yuan. I think these horses have been here for a long time. You should change to better ones."
"One hundred thousand?" A masked horse bandit sneered and rode up to the black bag on the ground. He bent his body to pick up the black bag on the ground, and then he threw the bag into the sky. The red money notes in the bag immediately scattered all over the sky.
Delsean, who was standing there, changed his face.
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Money doesn't mean anything." The horse bandit pointed to a few trailers which were pulled by the Blessing Security behind Delsean, "We want half of those."
"Half? No way!" Wilson shouted on the spot. "We have several hundred people. If you want half of them, what should we do?"
The one who spoke did not reply to Wilson's words but looked behind him. In an instant, one of the horse bandits behind him pulled out his shotgun and reloaded it skillfully. Then he pulled the trigger.
A burst of "bang" sounded. It sounded very dull, indicating the age of this hunting gun. Although it was old, its power was still not to be underestimated. There was a distance of 30 metres between the two sides. The hunting gun in the hands of the horse bandits hit a bucket. With a "bang", the bucket exploded. The water on the ground was absorbed the moment it touched the desert. After a few seconds, the bucket of water was empty, and there was no trace of it on the gravel, as if it had never appeared before.
Seeing such a scene, Wilson's eyelids suddenly jumped. If the shot just now was to hit a person, although it couldn't directly pierce the person's chest, it would absolutely cause serious injuries. In such an environment, let alone this kind of serious injury, even if the person had a fever, he was very likely to die.
After the horse bandit shot, he put away his shotgun.
The horse bandit at the front stared at Delsean and didn't say anything, waiting for Delsean's answer.
Delsean squinted his eyes and glanced back and forth at these thirteen horse bandits. It seemed that he was thinking about whether they had extra ammunition or not.
The people from the major security companies all focused their eyes on Delsean. In their hearts, they didn't want to have any conflict with these horse bandits. If the other side really wanted to shoot someone, they could kill them easily. Everyone came out because of the money, but in reality, they didn't want to risk their lives. In this mission, they were only responsible for accompanying Delsean to the desert. To put it bluntly, if the supplies were robbed, everyone could go out earlier and get the rest of the commission.
Such an idea came to every security company member's mind, but in this case, no one would say it. Even the most powerful security personnel, Flourishing Security was also waiting for Delsean to make a decision without saying a word.
Looking at the silent appearance of these security companies, Delsean sighed in his heart. In this case, he had considered this before setting out. After all, these security companies only came out to earn commissions, and their purpose was completely different from his.
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