Chapter 553 (1/2)

In the northwest of China, there is a slang term used to describe the temperature difference between day and night.

The temperature difference is even greater in the Sahara desert, where the average temperature difference between day and night in the arid tropical region is 17.5 °, and the maximum temperature difference in the northern subtropical region is 37.8 degrees.

If you don't wear a jacket in winter, you can freeze to death.

Fortunately, it's summer now. It's not very cold at night. ADA huddled in pan Haodong's sleeping bag and slept very sweet.

Eleven in the evening.

They fell asleep one after another. A group of desert robbers, riding camels and wearing black gauze, quietly broke into the temporary residence of the treasure hunting team. The two dragons who were responsible for protecting the safety of the team woke up at the first time.

”Bang, bang ~ ~”

There is no superfluous nonsense.

The desert robbers killed without emotion.

They are not as gentle as the movies. They make it clear that if they go to the village to rob materials and women, they can't give men a chance to resist. When they see the professional bodyguards sent by the count holding guns, they beat them into a sieve at the first time.

”Whoosh!”

A sharp bamboo stick pierced the tent and flew into the air to dance.

The bamboo stick, like a flying dragon, sometimes rises and sometimes turns. Each accelerated impact will take away a living life.

Cold moonlight, bloody killing.

At this moment, there was an unspeakable beauty.

When the last desert robber fell to the ground and died, Feiying, Aisha and peaches came out of the tent one after another and looked at the desert robbers all over the ground. They were surprised.

”What happened?”

Aisha, who had a superior life since childhood, grabbed the sleeve of the flying eagle in panic, and her body trembled with fear.

He often went into the desert to collect handicrafts and transported peaches to Europe for sale. He was very calm. After careful observation for a while, he slowly said: ”people in black clothes are bandits in the desert, specializing in robbing travelers and adventurers. They like to attack camps in the middle of the night and plunder women and materials.”

The flying eagle asked subconsciously, ”who killed them?”

Peach shook his head and said, ”I don't know. They died very strangely, but most people had panic in their eyes, which seemed to be an attack beyond understanding.”

”From the sound of gunfire to the killing of these people, it's only a few seconds. Who is so powerful that he can kill so many people by unknown means in such a short time?”

Looking at the sand bandits and the quiet camels, the flying eagle couldn't think of riding.

In a few seconds, he killed more than a dozen powerful Sha bandits. He didn't even disturb the camels. He thought carefully and was afraid.

For more than ten years, he has experienced many extraordinary things, but this time he felt panic from his heart.

”Maybe it's him!”

The peach with beautiful appearance and wisdom was the first to think of a possibility.

Even she and Aisha can hear the movement and throw out the tent in panic. Pan Haodong has no reason not to hear it. Even if Dongge sleeps very dead, isn't there IDA?

None of them came out. There's only one possibility.

That's knowing what's going on outside.

There's no need to come out.

Hearing the words of peach, Feiying suddenly thought of the instructions of his cousin Chen Jiaju: ”Jiajie, ah Dong has extraordinary ability. You can ask him for help when you find gold and encounter difficult things.”

At that time.

Flying Eagle didn't care much.

At present, we have to re-examine the meaning of this sentence.

Extraordinary abilities, tricky things!

”How did ah Dong do it?”

The flying eagle couldn't think of a reason why he wanted to break his head, so he didn't bother to think about it.

He spread his hands and said, ”if the sand bandits die, they'll die. Don't worry about them. We can't live here. Let's start overnight and have a rest in another place.”

”Well, I'll call someone.”

Peach light point e head.

Then he turned and ran to the tent where pan Haodong and Ida stayed.

……

On the desert wasteland, the hot wind scorched wantonly.

Pan Haodong and Feiying were walking with a backpack on their back. There were continuous sand dunes under their feet. If they were careless, they would fall to the ground.

”I can't. I want to rest.”