"Congratulations to the host for completing the C-level random quest and killing the Sand Devil. ”

"Rewards, 500 contribution points (can be purchased in the mall), 5 primary experience tickets (50,000 experience points can be obtained for each use), 5 primary healing potions (can be used to heal quickly), 1 insight charm (increases comprehension for 1 hour), ......"

Knowing that the rating of this mission is C, Zhao Fan already knows what will be rewarded.

While these rewards were useful to him, they were nothing new, and even though the Insight Charm he was expecting appeared, they didn't bring the slightest smile to his face.

His gaze was on the low, low-slung bungalows not far away, where the bodies of his two brothers were located.

His face still seemed to be calm, but it was only after taking a deep breath that he took a step, and his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Even if he had something as magical as healing medicine, he wouldn't be able to save the two brothers. When he appeared here last night, the two men were no longer breathing, and healing medicine could heal their injuries, but they could not save the dead people.

In the vast Gobi, there are two more new tombs.

There are no tombstones, no striking signs, as if they were just two ordinary mounds.

The deceased, without much fear on their faces, seemed to have long been ready for the day.

The living don't seem to want to be too sad, because they've long been used to it.

Because Zhao Fan knew that since he had embarked on this road, he had already decided their fate.

But hatred will not be indifferent because of this.

His eyes were red, his gaze was far away, and there was a fierce killing intent on his body.

"Lao Qi and Lao Jiu are dead, hurry up and notify everyone to evacuate. This matter is no longer something you can handle, so leave it to me!"

After the phone was dialed, Zhao Fan ordered all his subordinates to withdraw in an extremely solemn tone.

Even if the people under him are all elite soldiers, they are just ordinary people after all. Now that the Adeptus is intervening, even he has a little difficulty coping with it, and he doesn't want them to lose their lives anymore.

"Boss, how are you, is there anything wrong? We'll come over to help you right away, don't be impulsive. But we can hide, and when we are strong, we will come to them to avenge our dead brother!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I order you to evacuate immediately!"

Zhao Fan's tone was extremely stern, and he almost shouted with a roar.

Hearing Zhao Fan use the word "order", the person on the other end of the phone paused slightly, and then responded firmly: "Yes!

The organization of the Immortal Emperor is even more strange and powerful than Zhao Fan could imagine.

The ability of the sand devil is already very extraordinary, even if an ordinary realm master encounters him, in the face of his miraculous means, not to mention that he will definitely die, but it is definitely a life of nine deaths.

But even if he is such a character, he is still only a small role in the Hades Emperor Organization, and he is not a core figure.

The so-called persuasion of the Emperor of the Underworld to give up cooperation with Stark can only be regarded as him putting gold on his face in order to survive, and he doesn't even know what the Emperor of the Underworld looks like.

The situation that such a person knows is naturally limited, and Zhao Fan learned from him that it was the ghost king mentioned by Li Guangming who helped Stark this time.

And the sand devil is one of the top ten generals under the command of this ghost king, and in addition to him, there are nine other abilities under the command of the ghost king to help Stark.

When the ghost king was mentioned, the sand devil was seriously full of fear, if it weren't for Zhao Fan's methods that finally made him so painful that he just wanted to die immediately, I am afraid that he really wouldn't dare to reveal the secret about this person.

In his words, this ghost king is almost omnipotent, omniscient, as if there are no secrets in his eyes.

And under the Hades Emperor, in addition to this ghost king, there are also the shark king, the lion king and the dragon king. Although their abilities are different, they are all as terrifying as the Ghost King.

"What is there about Stark that is worthy of such a force? This ghost king's ability is so amazing, he is definitely a very core figure in the Hades Emperor organization, even he has been dispatched, their plan is probably not trivial. ”

"This group of people came to kill me, probably because of a personal feud between Stark and me. With Stark's strength, there is no status at all in front of these people, and it is absolutely impossible for these people to be bored to the point of sending a master to avenge him!"

Zhao Fan kept thinking in his heart, but he didn't stop under his feet, and soon found a pickup truck parked in a low bungalow.

The two brothers who died here were supposed to come to pick him up.

The world is in chaos, and it is impossible to have the same sound public transportation as Huaxia.

So when Zhao Fan set off, they had already set off, and the two sides agreed to meet here and then go to the next destination.

The car is still there, and the supplies in the carriage are still there, but they can no longer fight side by side with Zhao Fan!

The pickup truck roared all the way in the wilderness, rolling up the sand and dust in the sky, spreading all the way to a length of hundreds of meters, like an angry dragon, rolling in the uninhabited Gobi.

It took him more than two hours to enter the nearest market town.

Speaking of a market town, it is actually a small area of low-rise bungalows in earthy yellow, with many dilapidated sheds in the intricate narrow passages.

There are still a lot of pedestrians of different skin tones, most of them carry all kinds of firearms, and all of them have fierce looks on their faces, no matter how capable they are, at least they don't seem to be easy to mess with.

There seemed to be a violent factor in the air, and everyone was cautious about guarding against each other, even though many people seemed to be in a group with each other, they still kept a relatively safe distance.

In this world without any rules, as long as the temptation is big enough, where will there be real teammates?

There are a lot of people, there is no noise as imagined, many people buy supplies in roadside shops, and after a few words, they will take a large number of goods with them, and there seems to be no such option as bargaining.

Zhao Fan came here to purchase supplies.

According to the location given by the Sand Devil, the current lair of the Stark organization is located in the depths of the vast desert. Whether it's food or water, as well as some necessary gear, you have to be prepared enough to enter.

No matter where you are, gold is always hard currency, although most of the people here only accept US dollars, but after Zhao Fan took out those gold bars from the backpack space, they all smiled happily and welcomed him in.

He was wearing the military coat given to him by the people at the border station, which seemed a little out of place with the people around him, and from the time he appeared, the eyes of many people fell on him intentionally or unintentionally.

So when he took out the gold bar, although it was only a flash, there were still many people's eyes that lit up and carefully glanced at his body.

The benefits of the system's backpack space are truly reflected at this time, the moment he pretends to stuff several large bags of supplies into the pickup truck, they are all packed into the backpack, and as long as he doesn't die, these things will never disappear.

The pickup truck sped towards the southwest again with a roar, and only after a few hundred meters of distance did he see smoke billowing behind him, several pickup trucks and off-road vehicles closely followed, and several guns stretched out of the windows and aimed in the direction where he was.

Ten minutes later, he was comfortably lying in the back seat of a modified khaki Wrangler SUV, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

The two guys in the front row with blue noses and swollen faces glanced at him from the rearview mirror from time to time, but they didn't dare to make any rash moves.

Thinking about the scene of so many people dying in the hands of the person in the back row in an instant, these two people shuddered, cried with a sad face, stepped on the accelerator and sped wildly.

After five or six hours, the car had crossed an unknown number of mountains to the edge of the vast desert. These two people are still somewhat capable, they have traveled so far and they don't know that there is a group of armed forces in that place on the road, but they rushed here with Zhao Fan all the way safely.

After waking up, Zhao Fan didn't embarrass the two people anymore, calmly opened the car door and drove them down, and even threw some food and water for them.

Without the slightest hesitation, I drove into the desert, and on my phone on the bridge was a map with only a few sporadic signs, the most striking of which were dozens of red dots clustered together.

Looking at these flashing points of light, Zhao Fan was finally a lot more relieved, the people of the mercenary group had obeyed his orders and had all evacuated.

In addition, there are two other dots on the map, which he marked himself.

One point is where the monkey and Big Eye appear last, and the other point is a location that is forced out of the sand devil.

No matter which point, it may be the Longtan Tiger's Den.

The last place where the monkey and Big Eye appeared was either that they had really found the Stark organization's base, or that they had deliberately dug a trap.

And although the sand demon is a member of the Hades Emperor's organization, Zhao Fan also came to the conclusion after careful analysis that this person has never been to Stark's base at all.

During the interrogation, this person reported the latitude and longitude very accurately, so there was no doubt at the time, but by the time he figured it out, this person was already dead.

He had reason to suspect that this was a trap.

After all, the sand demon knew that he would die at his hands, and it was reasonable for him to want to pit him when he was dying.

"If it's really a trap, it can save me a lot of trouble!"

After Zhao Fan groaned slightly, he adjusted his direction and walked towards the position given by the sand demon first.

What he fears most now is not some trap.

As long as the other party is willing to show his head, he still has a chance. If the place is the same as in previous years, it will be the most troublesome to find traces from now on.

The two brothers who went to pick him up are dead.

Although there is still a last trace of luck, but deep down in his heart, he has actually planned for the worst, and the monkey and Big Eyes are probably dead.

The other party even wants to kill him, so if those of his subordinates fall into their hands, there is no reason to survive.

Although the rescue plan will continue, it can only be revenge.

The temperature changes as you travel, and the desert temperature difference is even greater, and you wear short sleeves and shorts during the day, but at night it is bitterly cold.

If it weren't for the use of modern technology, it would be a fantasy to get to a certain place in the seemingly endless sand devils under the stars.

The overload operation and the huge temperature difference between day and night caused the metal to deform, and finally damaged the fuel and water tanks of the car, Zhao Fan put all the supplies on the car into the system backpack and began to move forward on foot.