Fang Xiaocao and two others lay on the sand dune, using binoculars to keep watch on Little Luban and Drilling Mouse.
Suddenly, the two individuals appeared in the binoculars, and they were quickly discovered by the camp.
About four or five men armed with rifles swarmed up and surrounded Little Luban and Drilling Mouse, pointing their rifles at them. Faced with the dark muzzles, the pair didn't dare make any sudden movements and obediently rolled off the camel, submitting to their search.
After searching them, the men tied up Little Luban and Drilling Mouse and escorted them into the camp.
"Damn it!"
"Little Luban, they won't be in danger, will they?"
Witnessing this scene, Fang Xiaocao exclaimed in alarm.
"Not for the time being!"
Taotie said in a deep voice.
At this moment, Taotie's expression was somewhat grave.
Fang Xiaocao was taken aback.
"Taotie, what's wrong?"
Fang Xiaocao asked, puzzled.
Seeing Taotie's expression, Fang Xiaocao suddenly had a bad feeling.
