Suddenly, the two anti-theft doors weighing hundreds of pounds were twisted and deformed, the entire shockproof structure wall shook, and the overhead lights shook violently.

The boss was so frightened that he hid under the table, thinking it was a sandstorm, before he looked up at the door.

This is only to see a group of fierce and vicious people rushing in at the gate, led by a man with wolf tooth earrings, full of anger, and directly pulled the boss out, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boss, isn't it time to pay the tax?"

The boss's face turned pale, and he said with fear on his face, "Didn't I already pay the tax?"

"That was yesterday, what about today?"

"What?" said the boss angrily, "when did the nobles say that they would pay once a day, or did you want to use the rights of the nobles to oppress us?"

"Do you want to die?" the man grabbed the boss by the neck and held it up in the air, and said contemptuously, "Today you have to pay the money, or you will die." ”

Now that the desert empire has undergone a sea change, what about erasing a small person?

Moreover, they are noble people, even if some people know, they can only turn a blind eye, and on the road to the future strength of the Desert Empire, this sacrifice is worth it.

Zhang Fan's expression sank, and he was about to make a move.

At this time, the black-robed man held Zhang Fan and said calmly, "You better try to keep a low profile, move more with your current body, I'm afraid you will see Lord Yama a day earlier." ”

"Why, people like you also believe in Hades, I thought you believed in God?" Zhang Fan complained.

"Don't worry, these little minions, you don't need me to make a move," Zhang Fan got up with a smile and pressed the furry arm that was pinching the boss.

"Do you want to be a hero? Do you know that we are nobles?" said the man coldly, "unless you can help him come up with something that satisfies me." ”

Zhang Fan directly took out a World Alliance mobile gold card from his pocket and said calmly, "Is this enough?"

The man's eyes widened, and he hurriedly put the boss down, snatched the gold card, and his eyes flashed a trace of greed when he looked at Zhang Fan.

"Okay, boy, you like to be a hero, but let me tell you, this is an empire of the weak and strong, and heroes are a joke here, forget it today, remember to prepare what you should prepare tomorrow, understand?"

After saying that, a group of people walked out aggressively, only the boss lay on the ground with a desperate face.

"Brother, you shouldn't have done that," the boss looked up and said helplessly.

"It's okay, I'm going to repay you for the two bottles of wine you asked. ”

Those two bottles of wine are really face-saving.

What the gold card circulated by a world alliance represents, the world's knowledgeable people know.

That is worth at least 10 billion dollars in the World Union Bank.

The boss sighed, "That's not what I said, I can see that you are not an ordinary person, brother, otherwise you would not dare to enter the Desert Empire at this time, but have you ever heard of the truth of blame, now you are in a big disaster." ”

The boss shook his head and pointed to the door, "Those people are notoriously black, you just gave them a gold card, their eyes are not red at this time, hurry up and get out of here, otherwise it will be too late to leave." ”

Walking out of the hotel and bidding farewell to the boss who drove away, Zhang Fan's eyes glanced at a corner, and then hit a Hache.

"You did this on purpose?" said the black-robed man.

"Spoilers kill the whole family," Zhang Fan glanced at the black-robed man and swaggered down the street.

At this time, it is already dark, the temperature is starting to drop sharply, and it is very rare to see a car on the main road.

The black-robed man chased after him and said, "It seems that I am right. ”

"It's okay, for the sake of the boss is not bad, I call it distraction," Zhang Fan said.

"What do you want to do?"

"Lao Hei, I admit that you are a fierce fighter, but if you want to use your brain, you still have to learn from me. ”

After a week of getting along, Zhang Fan went from being afraid of the black-robed man at the beginning to now thinking that this guy was a little cute, and the whole transformation made the black-robed man a little unhappy.

"When I came here, I not only had to ask Zhang Zhuo about some things, but by the way, I also had to investigate the strength of this desert empire, which can be regarded as what I can do for everyone before I die," Zhang Fan said calmly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a group of people suddenly jump out and block the way of the two.

It was the man just now, who looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, and placed his right hand into a fist on his chest, which was the meaning of the people of the Desert Empire to express respect.

"Brother, I'm afraid I'm going to freeze outside at such a late hour, my master is invited!"

Saying that, a group of people took the initiative to make way for Zhang Fan, only to see a Rolls-Royce open at the front gate.

"What if I don't go?" Zhang Fan smiled faintly.

"My master said please, you have no choice, brother, don't be embarrassed, in this nobleman kills a foreigner, no one seems to care, the desert is very big, the wind and sand are blind. ”

"That's okay, since the nobles are invited, I'll go reluctantly," said Zhang Fan to pat the black-robed man's chest, but let the black-robed man instinctively move away.

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, shook his head with a wry smile, and the hand raised in the air made him look embarrassed, "Old Hei, go, other nobles are invited, if you don't go, you won't give face." ”

The capital of the heart of the Desert Empire, located in the heart of the desert red line, is also the most prosperous area.

Legend has it that the imperial capital was rich in minerals and gasoline, and that it produced as much as 40 percent of the countries of the World Alliance every year.

But through the car window, passing by the slums of the street, Zhang Fan understood a truth.

This place is everywhere to tell anyone the truth of the law of the jungle.

The aristocracy only cares about the nobility, and what is the difference between the poor and the slaves?

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

At this time, describing the scene Zhang Fan saw, he must be talking about this.

On the side of the road lay a group of men, women, and children in swarthy and dirty clothes, each with such a blank and numb look in their eyes.

If the Chinese people are still worried that the end of the world will come, then the end of the desert empire has been around for thousands of years.

When I walked out of the slum, I saw that the road suddenly became wider and cleaner, and there were many genetically modified people guarding the entrance.

The Rolls-Royce drove straight in, passing by a lush vegetation, and a domed palace that matched the architectural characteristics of the desert empire stood in front of it.

"Brother, please," the man got out of the car and glanced at Zhang Fan with a greedy expression.

Zhang Fan ignored it and got out of the car, squinting at the bright lights in the palace at this time.

I only heard the pleasant piano sound coming in bursts, as if Zhang Fan was really welcomed.

"Sir, please!" a beautiful woman in a maid's costume smiled.

But Zhang Fan saw fear and horror in her eyes!

Also a slave, a high-ranking slave?

Zhang Fan didn't think much about it, and under the leadership of the beautiful maid, Zhang Fan walked into the palace.

I only saw that in the center of the hall at this time, a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on a white piano, and behind the young man stood two beautiful men in black tuxedos, both of whom held a long sword with a black body in their hands.

And the piano is surrounded by a group of slender women, dancing elegantly.

Suddenly, at this moment, a woman fell to the ground because of a woman's unstable center of gravity.

This was the end of the piano playing, and the woman who had fallen turned pale, and everyone in the palace could not help but gasp.

Zhang Fan's eyes glanced at the maid behind him, who was one meter seven and five tall, plump, and had delicate facial features, because the maid's breathing became a little rapid, as if something terrible was about to happen next.

"Sister, are you okay?" The young man has some long blond and soft hair, his eyes are large, his pupils are green, he is wearing a custom-made suit, and the butterfly leader on his chest looks particularly cute.

It's just that when the boy went to pick up the woman, the woman's face was frightened, and her slender legs trembled.

"Master, I ......" the woman wanted to say something, but the young man's thick and soft brow furrowed, and he took off the woman's dancing shoes, only to see that the white legs were slightly red and swollen.

"It's a shame that such beautiful feet don't dance, right?" the boy was gentlemanly and gentle throughout the process.

"It's also because of these feet that you will become a high-level slave now, you are luckier than too many people, you have to thank you for having such a beautiful pair of feet. ”

The woman was flattered, "Thank you...... Thank you host, you are such a nice person. ”

The young man carefully put on the woman's dancing shoes and helped her up in full view of everyone, saying, "Now that your foot is injured, please go back and pay attention." ”

"Okay," the woman nodded flatteredly, limping towards Zhang Fan in confusion.

But in the next second, something terrible happened.