In the vast sea of sand, the black eagle walked for two days and one night, and the water in the two medium-sized kettles had already been drunk, and they collided together to make a ding-dong sound.

Looking from afar, Hamu County is already in sight. The endless caravans passed through the county, loaded with all kinds of supplies, and traveled to and from all parts of northern Xinjiang.

Whoa――

The Black Hawk grabbed the tattered shirt and tore it fiercely, and suddenly, pieces of rags flew and fell.

The strong body contains fierce strength, the bulging muscles are daunting, and the beating of the heart is like a galloping horse!

What an iron-clad body, what an iron-clad man!

The scars, intertwined with each other, are like intertwined old trees, extremely hideous, but they add a bit of evil.

Call~~

The wind blew softly, ruffling his messy black hair, revealing his face.

On the right cheek, a scar is shocking!

Looks like it should have been left with a machete! It is conceivable that if it weren't for Black Hawk's quick reaction, I am afraid that it would not be such a scar, but half of Black Hawk's head!

It can be seen that Black Eagle did not encounter a crisis, but with his extraordinary skills and alertness, he escaped and even carried out a counter-kill!

After all, blindly running away is not Black Hawk's personality, it is his nature to become stronger and stronger!

The corner of the right side of the face starts from the corner of the eye and extends directly to the mouth, such a long scar adds to the terrifying aura on the black eagle.

From a distance, Black Eagle looked like a man with countless evil spirits, surrounded by black aura, and the oppressive force made people tremble and even fear.

Black Eagle looked at Hamu County in the distance and stared at it for a long time, until a truck slowly drove out, Black Eagle seemed to have found prey, and the pupils in his eyes shrank suddenly.

A plan crossed Black Hawk's mind—

Thundered~~

With the roar of motors, a truck slowly drove up the road leading to the desert.

The car was loaded with goods, and the wide open hood covered the body and the scorching sun.

It takes only five or six hours to drive a truck along this road out of this small desert and into another city.

The driver was shirtless, holding a cigarette and humming a little tune, not feeling hot at all.

There was a box full of mineral water in the passenger seat, which had not yet been opened, apparently just bought in Hamu County.

Whew!

The driver's eyes widened suddenly, and he desperately stepped on the brakes, which formed a stark contrast with Fang Cai's relaxed appearance!

Because, in front of him, a **** man with his upper body pointed the muzzle of the black hole hole in his hand at him!

What is Black Hawk going to do? Is he going to rob?!

The car stopped, just a meter away from the Black Hawk!

The black hawk appeared so suddenly, as if it was a streamer of light from the desert, and suddenly appeared in front of the truck, which caught the driver off guard, and the instinctive reaction was to brake.

Fortunately, the car stopped a meter away from the Black Hawk.

At this time, the driver's head was already dripping with sweat.

One drop, two drops~~~

For ordinary people, they can't understand the danger of being pointed at gunpoint, especially when the driver in front of him is still a man with a bad breath all over his body, as if he is from hell!

Ding Ding Dong -

Black Hawk threw out the two water bottles at his waist and threw them forward, making a tinkling sound and landing on the ground.

The driver only felt that his head was spinning quickly under the threat of the muzzle of the black hole, and when he saw the two water bottles thrown by the man on the ground in front of him, he immediately understood what he meant.

He opened the bag, held a full water bottle in his arms, picked up the water bottle that fell on the ground and began to fill it.

Doodle~~

The driver's hands trembled violently, but he still held back the strong fear in his heart, filled two jugs of water almost in the blink of an eye, put them in place, and then retreated to the car door.

Black Hawk put away his gun, took two steps, put away the kettle, picked up a bottle of water on the ground, and drank it with his head up.

It was only a dozen seconds, and a bottle of water was in my stomach.

In these short ten seconds, the driver did not move, raising his hands, for fear of bringing disaster to himself.

Not to mention that Black Hawk has a gun on him, even if he doesn't show the gun, the driver can clearly feel that it is too easy for the person in front of him to pinch himself to death.

It's a gut feeling.

After a lot of experience, or a long time in all walks of life, people will have an intuition, very subtle, maybe some people don't believe it, but this intuition is real.

Obviously, the driver trusted his instincts and didn't make any small moves.

Knock, knock -

The empty bottle rolled on the ground a few times and flipped a few times before stopping.

Black Hawk picked up another bottle of water, and then walked straight past the driver, the cold eyes, the powerful body, with an indescribable momentum oppression!

The driver's body shook uncontrollably, all because of the crushing of the Black Hawk's momentum!

Glancing coldly at the driver, Black Hawk ignored it and walked straight over.

That glance almost broke the driver's nerves.

What kind of eyes are they? Cold, heartless, indifferent, murderous-

The driver can be sure that the person in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person!

Whew~~~Whoo~~~

The driver gasped for breath, sweating profusely on his forehead, and couldn't exert fifty percent of his strength, as if a person who had been hungry for two days had no physical strength.

With the departure of the Black Hawk, it also means that the robbery operation was a perfect success.

Knock knock -

Black Hawk held a bottle of water high and poured it over his head, the clear water washed away the fatigue of the past few days, washed away the little blood stains on his body, and brought a touch of coolness to his mind.

Looking up, a few hundred meters away, is the county seat of Hamu. There were more pedestrians on both sides of the street, but more organized caravans, and in a short time a caravan passed by.

Raising his feet, the Black Hawk walked towards the county seat of Hamm.

Although he didn't want to enter the city, this was the only way to go east and out of northern Xinjiang, and it was also the closest way!

He had to go into town!

At the same time, on both sides of the gate of the small county town of Hamu, several black cars waited here almost day and night.

No one knows when they appeared, let alone what they do.

It was as if it had come out of the ground out of nowhere.

In one of the cars, a man in sunglasses who looked like an elegant scholar stared intently at the pedestrians and vehicles coming and going, not knowing what he was glancing at.

It's just that after a while, you can find the disappointment in his eyes, so that the people around him can't lift their spirits.

The man in sunglasses casually glanced at the distance-

Suddenly, his gaze swept over the Black Hawk, and the man in sunglasses noticed the unusual Black Eagle at a glance!

Like a flock, Black Hawk is distinctly out of place in the environment. That's not all, the cold-blooded and tyrannical temperament of Black Hawk can be discovered by anyone who cares!

Especially the man in sunglasses who sat in the car, he is the famous magic eye of Northern Xinjiang - Yan.

Yes, his name or code name has only one word, Yan.