1225 The Smuggling Route (1/2)

Although it was already the afternoon, as long as the sun had yet to set, the desert was still extremely hot. Zhang Zian witnessed his own urine stains staying on the stone for less than ten seconds before evaporating completely.

He was about to leave when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that something on the edge of the stone seemed to be moving in the shadow.

What was that?

He was curious, but the stone was short and narrow. In addition, the outdoor light was very strong, while the indoor light was dim. It would be difficult to see what was inside unless he squatted down.

Of course, there was another way. He could simply pry the stone open.

Zhang Zian looked at the stone that had just been covered in his urine. He could not bear to touch it. In fact, he convinced himself he might not really be that curious after all.

Finally, he decided he would simply use his foot to kick the stone. He wanted to see if he could dislodge whatever was hiding beneath it. He kicked very hard, so hard that he felt the bones in his legs tremble.

Just as he stopped to take in a breath of air, a small black animal came running out of the stone. Although it was small, it crawled very quickly and rushed over to him.

Zhang Zian hadn't seen what kind of animal it was. He hesitated in deciding if he should back off or step on it to kill it. However, his head sounded with danger signals, and instinctively, he moved backwards!

At the same time, a flash of light shot from a point behind him and accurately nailed the little animal to the soil. It was a tactical dagger, and the little animal that had been killed was a black scorpion.

Although the dagger was obviously directed at the scorpion, Zhang Zian had no intention of killing the scorpion. He unwittingly started sweating cold sweat.

The dagger almost cut the scorpion in half. However, the scorpion had a strong will to live and kept up its struggle to survive. It flicked its tail around, trying to attack the dagger.

Zhang Zian turned his head and looked in the direction of the dagger. He saw that Peter Lee and Nabari were slowly coming to his side, and Salem followed. Peter Lee's hand held an empty scabbard, suggesting that the knife was his.

”Brother, be careful. The scorpions in the desert are very poisonous. If you are stung, we can only turn around and send you back. Even if we did that, I do not know if you would survive.” Peter came forward to stand beside Zhang Zian and bent down to retrieve his dagger. The scorpion was still struggling.

Zhang Zian frowned. He could not believe that Peter Lee had actually entered the desert with a dagger.

Although, it must be said that it was a legitimate reason to carry a dagger. There were some dangerous animals in the desert, and there might have been terrorists hiding in the desert. There were also many other uses for the dagger. However, to him, it was a very dangerous weapon. He felt that he and Wei Kang should have been notified about it prior.

On the other hand, he and Wei Kang had not thought that they should bring some weapons for self-defense. At this juncture, it was too late for regrets.

Nabari was not surprised that Peter Lee was carrying a dagger. The Bedouins also carried a dagger or a waist knife to defend themselves in the desert. Nabari had also brought a waist knife, but he'd left it in the car.

”Are you okay?” Salem asked, running over.

”It's nothing. I am fine.” Zhang Zian nodded.

”It is the orthochirus innesi. Although it is a small scorpion, it has a very bad temper.” Nabari could easily identify the scorpion with a simple glance.

Peter Lee smashed the scorpion with the bottom of his boot.