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"There is a legend that the Tuareg people of those days had similar traditions to ordinary Arabs, that women wore veils and men went out to fight. Their women got angry, took off their veils and put them on the men, and then they rode their camels out to fight, and the battle was won. Since then, the Tuareg people have become a society in which women are inferior to men. ”

After a pause, the old man said, "Of course, this is just a joke. The real reason is that the Tuareg have been a feminist society from the beginning. Their women are highly educated, literate, knowledgeable, and in charge of the economy and order. On the other hand, Tuareg men, although very brave and warlike, had a low level of knowledge and culture, and were usually dominated by women. ”

The tall white chick with a sparkle in her eyes under sunglasses said, "I like this race, even though men are brave and strong, they still have to prostrate under women." ”

"Hahaha. ”

The men in the rest of the cars all laughed insolently: "Miss Scarlett, we are all tough too. In the same way, we are willing to prostrate under you. ”

They thought that the Tuareg, who was less educated, could not understand English, so they began to laugh unbridledly.

Men make up the vast majority of the convoy. They wore sun-resistant and wear-resistant special military uniforms and sunglasses, and each of them exuded a fierce and unruly atmosphere.

It has the atmosphere of a real combat soldier, and it is so unruly and wild. Then, their identities are about to come out.

The sharp-eyed Wang Yan found that there were some modern firearms and weapons hidden on their sides, and they were probably the legendary mercenaries.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan glanced at them with a little curiosity. I think that at the beginning, when Wang Yan was still in school, he also saw a lot of networks. There is a category of them, which is specialized in mercenaries, special forces and the like.

At the time, I thought mercenaries were cool. It's magical. But since I came into contact with the super energy world, I found that there was a higher level in this world. The world of the superpowering is far above the ordinary army.

And at the level of Wang Yan, it has reached the exaggerated point that one person can fight against an army. So. When I first watched it, the experience of the magical legend of the mercenary left behind had long since disappeared.

Just curious for a moment, Wang Yan returned to calm. Where they come from and where they go. There was no interest at all. To be honest, the gap in strength between the two sides is too big.

If Wang Yan was willing, he could wipe them all out in just a few minutes without injury

He also spoke English very well, but he didn't bother to explain to them that he wasn't Tuareg. He patted the camel's buttocks, and the camel snored, and began to run with small broken steps.

The mechanized expedition, after a burst of laughter, stepped on the accelerator. Suddenly drove past Wang Yan and galloped forward. Above the head of the convoy, there are also two drones hovering.

Just a few dozen seconds later, what was left for Wang Yan was a field of earthy yellow blowing sand.

Wang Yan just smiled, didn't care too much, and still moved forward unhurriedly. A thin stream of sand and gravel struck around him, and the sand and gravel hit the qi, and they were blocked by an invisible energy, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The sun is sinking in the west, and the red sun hangs above the horizon. The sky was flushed red. The scorching temperature of the entire Sahara Desert has dropped slightly, and a cool wind is blowing in your face.

However, the way of heaven is impermanent.

Part of the reason why the Sahara Desert is known as one of the most dangerous places in the world is due to its unpredictable climate. A piece of dust. Rising from the horizon.

Just a dozen seconds later, it boiled like an angry yellow dragon. The tumbling and dancing sand dragon climbed higher and higher, roaring with fangs and claws.

"Huh, sandstorm!?"

Wang Yan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, although he had long known that there were many crises in the Great Desert. Sandstorms are one of the killer features. But I didn't expect to encounter it on the first day I entered the desert.

"Woo~" The camel under the crotch is quite spiritual, and it also smells the slightest hint of irritability in the air. Suddenly stopped, and became a little panicked.

"Don't be afraid. Wang Yan patted its head gently, giving it a trace of pure yang true qi and soothing its anxious feelings.

Although the language was incomprehensible, the spiritual camel felt the confidence of its owner, its emotions returned to calm, and its soft tongue licked Wang Yan's palm, and continued to step forward step by step.

An invisible energy protected one person and one camel in it.

Sandstorms formed quickly, became more and more intense, and came menacingly. When it rushed to a hundred meters in front of Wang Yan, it was already overwhelming. It no longer looked like a yellow dragon, but a huge wall of earthy yellow.

It rolled, boiled, roared.

The highest point of the gravel has risen to one or two thousand meters.

Wang Yan stood in front of him alone and with a camel, as small as two ants under the monstrous waves. Under the power of nature, human beings are so small and powerless.

The previous mechanized expedition had already borne the brunt of the great crisis.

The mercenaries roared hoarsely, and surrounded the sand wagons, hooked them together with iron wedges, and covered them with thick tarpaulins, with which every corner of the tarpaulin was driven deep into the sand.

Suddenly, the wind speed is steep.

The unexpected happened.

The corner of the tarpaulin was lifted, and the only woman in the group, Scarlett, a white girl, was swept up in a strong air current, and was tossed into the air by the wind like a broken kite.

She only had time to scream before the wind and sand filled her mouth.

Those elite mercenaries can't save her, how can the power of mortals resist the power of heaven and earth?

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"Click!"

The camera's flash lights up.

I saw Wang Yan riding upside down on a camel, and his spiritual power was like a substance, supporting a single-lens reflex camera.

He aimed at the camera, with the sandstorm in the background behind him, posing with scissor hands and puffing out his cheeks to take a cute photo.

At the moment when the wild sand wave swallowed Wang Yan, he still had the leisure to check the photo, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, yes, I scored ninety-nine points in this photo, it's really handsome." It's a pity that I'm still on the run, so I can't show off on Moments. ”

The moment the camel was swept up in the giant sand waves, it instinctively wanted to get to its knees. However, it was only halfway to the knee, only to find that the powerful sandstorm did not fall on it.

The manic airflow sand and gravel seemed to have encountered an invisible wedge-shaped streamlined wall, bypassing Wang Yan and the camel along the streamline. The camel stared at the confused eyes, looked at the sandstorm, and then looked at Wang Yan.

Then it began to take small steps leisurely, strolling through the sea of sandstorms, enjoying this rare and wonderful experience.

And Wang Yan also looked leisurely and complacent, taking the opportunity to realize the power of heaven and earth. In the midst of such a devastating natural disaster, he was like walking in his back garden.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's eyes narrowed and he raised his head slightly. Then, as if he had seen something interesting, the corners of his mouth under the blue veil hooked up a smile.

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Scarlett, a white chick, is like a dead autumn leaf, tumbling up and down in the wind, flying all over the sky. At such a time, she only had one thought, that is, it was over, even if it was not torn apart by the sandstorm, she would be stoned to death when she fell to the sand.

And she couldn't even breathe, as if she was drowning in water, and her consciousness was gradually foggy. Thinking has gradually fallen into confusion and confusion.

"O God of Light, O Virgin Mary, O Pharaoh, O God of the Sun. Whatever the gods, please save me, I will definitely serve you as Lord. Scarlett was moaning inwardly, screaming in despair.

At the moment when her heart was on the verge of collapse.

"Wow!"

The wind and sand around her seemed to be still for an instant. The sand and dust are suspended in mid-air, and the grains are crystal clear and clearly visible.

Scarlett's desperate expression froze instantly, and her eyes were full of incredulity, was this really a miracle, or did she have a strong illusion because of suffocation?

Before she could come to her senses, a figure swept to her side at great speed, and the ape arm gently glanced at it, holding Scarlett in her arms. As if in a dream, she was carried and quickly fell and landed on a camel.

Her blood was running backwards, her heart was pounding, and she was about to leap out of her chest.

"Wake up!"

A soft drink seemed to reveal a trace of indescribable majesty. The syllables of those two words echoed back and forth in her ears like bells and drums, and the aftermath lingered.

The voice seemed to have a rejuvenating effect, and Scarlett woke up in a daze, and she opened her eyes wide to see herself lying in the arms of a man wearing a blue veil.

The posture of the two is extremely intimate, and she can feel the hot body temperature on his body, and the good smell of the man's body. The smell on his body is very good, there is a pure and natural smell, as clear as the sun, refreshing.

It's not at all like the legendary desert nomads with a strong smell of weirdness.

As she gulped for a heavy breath, she unconsciously greedily inhaled the masculine smell that obsessed her. A weak and boneless little hand had unconsciously touched his strong chest.

This man wearing a blue veil is, of course, Wang Yan. He inadvertently catches Scarlett flying through the air and saves her. Wang Yan's current level has completely departed from the ranks of ordinary people.

But that doesn't mean he will ignore the lives of ordinary people.

"Miss, you've sniffed enough. Wang Yan said helplessly in straight English, "Can you stop touching it?"

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(To be continued.) )