Black wind Mountain, which was not a small place, fell into a strange silence.
The four villagers that followed Tang Zhen went down from the side of the cliff and braced themselves to enter black wind Mountain.
Although he was holding a weapon in his hand and wearing an animal skin armor, he still felt his legs go soft.
After all, the men and women in front of him were all unpardonable bandits who showed no mercy when killing.
Normally, when this group of people was mentioned, the villagers would have a fearful attitude and avoid them like the plague.
Never in his dreams would he have thought that there would be a day where he would swagger into the black wind Mountain bandits "lair.
Looking at the black wind Mountain bandits, they were obviously a hundred times more in number, but they were kneeling on the ground, their eyes filled with anger and fear.
The villagers were all too familiar with this kind of fear.
