Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

"What does this mean? If you don't find out for a year, do we have to stay for a year? What if it's a lifetime?"

Duggle smiled, "How could it be so long a year? There are only 24 hours, and once the 24 hours pass, I will release him. Although I am the chief executive of the alliance, I am also a loyal enforcer of the law."

It was too easy to let go of these words, Muba and the two subordinates looked at each other, and didn't know who to believe for a while, which was too strange.

Muba looked at the people present, and said aloud, "Okay, since Dugger left the words here today, I, Muba, am not that coward, so just go."

After hearing this, Dagel said again, "That's right, it's more than that. If you are worried, you can ask your entourage to go home and report. As for their investigation, you can do it later."

The expressions of surprise on the faces of the two people behind Muba suddenly appeared, which was a surprise.

However, Muba's face was still as ugly as ever. In the end, he didn't follow Dagel's suggestion, but pointed to one to stay and the other to send a message.

If the matter is agreed, then take it back. The mighty people came out of the state capital, and the people around couldn't believe it.

One must know that these bullies usually don't even listen to Luo Chengtian's words, so why were they subdued today?

After seeing a person carried out on a stretcher in the back, everyone understood what was going on.

The guns hung on the Han guards were not fake.

Everyone escorted them to the car, and then brought them to the administration office. As soon as they got out of the car, Muba was still displaying the grandpa book, but when he got in, the captain knocked him on the back of his knee with the butt of a gun.

Muba suddenly knelt down on the ground, and there was a thud between his knees and the floor.

He was just about to turn around, but was hit hard on the back of the neck again by the butt of the gun.

His eyes went dark and he fainted.

The entourage following Muba stared blankly at this posture, knelt down on the ground with a plop, raised his hands and started shouting, "Don't kill me, I'll say anything."

Hearing this, Dugger raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little surprised.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance."

After speaking, he turned and went in, and his followers followed behind him like ashes, unable to figure out what was going on.

It wasn't until the meeting room, after sitting on a chair, that he recovered.

There was just a little regret in his eyes, but when he saw Dagel's gaze, all the thoughts that had just arisen disappeared in an instant.

"Muba is very fond of you, what are you doing there?"

The follower swallowed and was speechless for a long time.

After thinking about it, I sorted out my words, and then said, "We didn't go every day before, and even if we went, there wouldn't be so many people. Everyone has their own things to do..."

"Get to the point!" the captain beside Dagel couldn't help shouting.

The whole body of the follower trembled.

Duggle waved his hand and said to him, "It's okay, you start from the beginning, we have a lot of time."

This time, he didn't have any thoughts anymore, but now, he said aloud, "About a week ago, there was a message from the governor, asking us to come over this week and just wait here, and we will follow the boss I didn’t see anyone when I came, and I ate and drank inside every day until you came today.”

Dagel frowned. There was almost no reference value in the words of this entourage.

Seemingly seeing that they were not satisfied, the attendant knelt down on the ground with a plop and began to kowtow non-stop.

"Please, I really don't know anything."

The captain looked upset, he hated this kind of people who are not doing well, kneeling first to beg for mercy, living is a waste of land.

"Take it down." He said to his subordinates.

Soon someone came in and took the entourage out. Not only that, maybe because he was too frightened, he even peed in fear, there was suspicious liquid on the ground.

Dugger and the captain saw it and walked out helplessly.

After going out, the two made a calculation and still had to wake up Muba. As far as Dugger knew, Murray was the closest one to Luo Chengtian.

He is also the most powerful of the tribal chiefs in Mengzhou.

Moving Murray may cause some unnecessary consequences, so we have to seize the opportunity of Muba.

"Crash!" A pot of cold water was poured down, and Muba woke up in a daze.

Soon, when the eyes focused on the two of them, everything that happened before was instantly remembered.

The flesh on his face instantly tensed up, and his eyes shone with the light of a man-eating beast.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" This sentence came back and forth.

The iron chains that tied his arms cracked as they were thrown away.

Dugger was indifferent, the captain stood behind him, just about to stop, but Dugger stood up and turned around and said respectfully, "Captain Zhao, I will just come to the interrogation office next, and I will follow the specific customs of Mengzhou , you just wait outside the door for news."

The captain paused for a moment before realizing it. Without hesitation, he said aloud, "Okay, I'll go out first, and you can call me if you need anything."

Duggle nodded, knowing that the other party was still worried about his safety.

When the people went out, Muba stopped resisting, and his emotions calmed down successfully from the agitation at the beginning.

That's right, with so many people watching him being brought out today, my brother must have gotten the news a long time ago, and it's only a matter of time before he goes out by himself.

Talking about this Dugger, who is emaciated, what can he do?

Muba secretly made up his mind that as long as the opponent dared to attack, he would retaliate ten times and a hundred times.

A ferocious and smug look fell on his face again.

Dugger sent the captain away, looked back, his expression did not change at all, instead he walked to the trial chair just now, and sat down again leisurely.

"Do you know why our Han tribe can survive in the north?" He asked an irrelevant question.

"Hmph, because you are ants, stealing your life." Muba taunted unceremoniously.

Dagel smiled, and was not irritated, but said, "Because as early as in ancient times, there were rumors in our tribe that we are a race of wolves, so how could it be because your Mu tribe occupied the grassland and killed What about killing cattle and sheep, occupying rivers and dying?”

When Muba heard this, his expression changed in vain.

"You really know." Duggle smiled even wider.

"Hehe, but in the final analysis, I still want to thank you. If you have done good deeds, we have not had the courage to cross the Gobi and find a place to support the sound. Without you, maybe our ethnic group will become so Like you, you are extremely greedy, you can’t walk when you see a little bit of benefit, and you are willing to sell the place left by your ancestors, hehe.”

Muba stared at him, without saying a word.

But when Duggle turned his gaze, he finally spoke.