Among the mountains in the southwest, there is an ancient village.

Groups of old and young, women, girls and children gathered in the square. They were wearing coarse cloth clothes, their faces were blushing unique to winter, and they were curious about various Gauss rifles, mecha accessories, nuclear batteries and other things that were randomly placed on the ground.

An old woman was holding a nuclear battery and said, "This thing is strong enough. I'll take it home as a table mat."

"Be careful." A middle-aged man with a majestic appearance said helplessly: "These are all very dangerous weapons."

A dark-skinned and stout village name smiled and said disrespectfully: "Isn't that still the ancestors beaten away? Haha, no matter how many people they come, it's useless."

“That’s it.”

"How could those mortals be opponents of the old gods?"

The others also laughed and scolded, as if they didn't take the army that had invaded before at all seriously. Only the local things were toys.

In fact, the villagers did not fight with mecha soldiers at all, so they didn't know what these weapons were used for. They just understood them based on their own experience and experience.

A middle-aged woman picked up the Gauss rifle on the ground and said, "I'll use this thing as a fire stick, it's quite strong."

Someone was dismantling the mecha next to him, but found that except for the ones that had been broken before, even if they were smashed with a large hammer, they could not be dismantled at all.

"These guys don't bring any knives, guns, sticks, and they are all so hard."

"Drip!" Suddenly, the communicator sounded, and everyone was shocked and heard a voice from the communicator: "Is this the Cheetah Squad? Repeat, is this the Cheetah Squad? Where are you? What exactly happened?"

A young man opened his eyes wide and looked at the communicator, ran over curiously and asked, "What are you? Why are you in this small box?

"Hmm?" The voice on the opposite side cooled, and the encrypted communicator was built into the mecha. Unless the soldiers died or surrendered, it would be impossible to get it by outsiders. He asked seriously: "Who are you? How are you doing to the Cheetah Squad? I warn you, stop what you did immediately. You are endangering national security, I..."

Papa Papa Papa, when he heard his tone of speaking, the young man angrily patted the communicator, and the already broken communicator stopped working instantly. Hearing that there was no more sound from inside, people around him gathered again and started discussing it in a lingering manner.

"Xiaodong, what are you knocking around, you must have knocked the villain inside to death."

"Display it apart, I haven't seen a villain yet."

"Village Chief." A little boy picked up a helmet and put it on his head: "I want this."

The majestic man looked at the people who were sharing the spoils and waved helplessly: "Whatever you want."

"Oh!" Everyone cheered, and some people rushed up around them to see these rare things. As for the shouting in the communicator just now, no one cared about it.

This is a village of troubles. A hidden village established thousands of years ago. After thousands of years, except for individuals who went out to contact, purchase, and those who brought orphans back to enrich the population, the entire village has almost always lived a life of isolation from the world.

But they have not been surrounded by the government. In fact, because of the special bloodline inherited by the Troubled Village, the lifespan and youth of this village are longer than that of ordinary people. All of them have attracted the attention of superiors in all dynasties and received the attention of the court forces.

However, despite this, the trouble village can still exist until now, so it is naturally reasonable.

That is the bloodline they inherited, which not only allows them to gain a longer lifespan and adolescence, but also gives some people powerful strength.

But unfortunately, as time goes by, the villagers in the troubled village have inherited more and more blood. Now, not only most villagers have a little longer lifespan than ordinary people, but about 80 to 100 years old, but even the awakened power is only one old man left.

This time, the Cheetah Team was ordered to explore the village, and it was trapped in the old man.

The village chief shook his head and stopped looking at the village names who were sharing the spoils. Instead, he returned to the hall in the center of the village. He was still very vigilant about the Cheetah Squad, always feeling that the other party's weapons, equipment, and personnel were not simple, and he had a little bad premonition.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw an old man with dark skin and round figure lying on the bed like an old rich man in rural areas. Next to him were several village girls wearing silk clothes, all of whom were beauties selected from the troubled village.

However, the old man was not too licentious and indecent. There were only 4 wives in total. The population of Troubled Village was not large, so his four wives were considered beautiful in the whole village, but when they were outside, they were just ordinary village girls.

After all, although the old man has power far beyond ordinary people, his knowledge and means are the level of ordinary civilians.

The village chief asked, "Grandpa, all the iron lumps have been separated. Do you think those guys will come again?"

"What if he doesn't matter, I'll kill as much as I come." The old man is over one hundred years old. When he was young, he also left the village and traveled to several nearby counties. Then, because the last one awakened his bloodline, he was asked by his father to guard the village for life.

He has little knowledge, but because of this, he has fewer people, his nature is purer than that of people outside, and he also pays more attention to promises and keeps his oaths.

"Grandpa Grandpa, are those guys very powerful?" the village chief continued. This was the first time he saw his grandpa having spent so much effort to deal with the other party. Even if he encountered some wolf, bear, tiger, leopard, etc., he would kill him with just a look.

"It's a little trouble." The old man nodded, thinking of the hidden weapon shot out from the other party's iron lump, he scratched his head and said, "You may not be their opponents. Please tell Xiaodong and the others not to go out recently and hide in the village."

The old man has read history and visited nearby counties. He knows that even a large army of 100,000 or 100,000 can't stand him, but although he is confident that he can be invincible with his own abilities, the villagers of the Troubled Village and his descendants are just ordinary people.

‘I don’t know which dog official did a good thing again. Should I just go out and kill the dog official in charge, or kill the current emperor, so it will be no longer so troublesome.’ But the old man thought about it, but he was worried that during the period when he left, what if another army attacked him? The Troubled Village left him and had no power to protect himself. (~^~)
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