As the clanging of the mules faded away, Dick looked at his feet, took off his other shoe as well, and picked up a branch from the side of the road to remove the mud from the sole.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingling...... ......Another bell rang from afar, and Dick had just raised his eyes when he heard Pandy's shrill cry: "Aha! You're here too! ”

Mr. Min was waving a sapper shovel, trying to clear the road quickly, when he heard Pandey's voice, he raised his head, and at the turn of the road, an old horse slowly paced out, and Pandey rode proudly on horseback and saw Mr. Min.

"Min! You okay? Aha! Dick boy, you're here too, aren't you surprised to see Grandpa Pandey?! Not surprised?! ”

"Damn it!" Dick was barefoot, and when he saw Pandy, it seemed that Tchaikov, the bastard, was going to make trouble for himself again.

Sure enough, on the back of the horse following Pandey was Tchaikov's disgusting face!

"Ha, Dick boy, what's wrong with you?" Pandy's horse stopped in front of Dick, and Pandy looked down at the embarrassed Dick with a smug expression: "This is my horse, it's called Dick, Dick, say hello to Dick!" ”

The horse, named Dick, snorted, and the hot air sprayed Dick's face, and Dick was sprayed with saliva all over his face.

"Bye-bye, Grandpa Pandey is going on an adventure!" Pandey found it amusing to humiliate Dick in this way, and with a clamp on the horse's belly, the horse, called Dick, obediently lifted his foot and stepped onto the collapsed lot.

"Tut-tut...... How did our handsome playboy become a mud monkey? Dick wiped his horse spit with his sleeve, and Tchaikov stopped, leaned down, and looked at the embarrassed Dick playfully.

Dick was barefoot, covered in mud, and holding a mud shoe in his hand that could not be distinguished, which was quite embarrassing for Tchaikov to see.

Mr. Min calmed down, put down the sapper shovel in his hand, walked up to Tchaikov's horse and said, "Tchaikov, why are you here too?" ”

"As soon as I had seen the infinite scenery of the sea, I wanted to go to the mountains to breathe in the fresh air...... Haha...... "When Tchaikov saw Mr. Min, who was also embarrassed, he couldn't imagine that Dick and Mr. Min, who were chatting and laughing in the high-class banquet hall, would have today.

Although Mr. Min was covered in mud, he still pretended to be in the banquet hall and politely extended his hand to Tchaikov.

"Looks like you're determined to get the scepter, too." Tchaikov shook Mr. Min's muddy hand and said, "Are you so obsessed with Loulan?" ”

"I always thought you had no interest in artifacts except oil." Mr. Min replied.

"It is the relic of my ancestors, and I have a legal and reasonable right to inherit it." Tchaikov took out vodka from his pocket and shook it at Mr. Min, "And I have a strong team - it turns out that they belong to you." ”

"Then we have to play fair, borderlands, first served!" Mr. Min thinks it's better to follow the rules of exploration.

"I think this time, we're ahead, haha......" Tchaikov laughed and poured vodka into his stomach.

"Then you please." Mr. Min made a gesture of please.

"Don't come to this wilderness, Dick, to be comfortable, for sometimes four legs are much faster than four wheels...... However, your dandy body can't withstand such bumps...... Ahaha! Drive! Before leaving, Tchaikov did not forget to sarcastically say a word to Dick.

The horse under the crotch seemed to understand Tchaikov's words, snorted and trotted over the collapse.

"Light Dan'er ......" Wang Xingguo saw Chen Badai, it was somewhat embarrassing to meet in such a situation, Wang Xingguo screamed, but he didn't know what to say later.

"Your idea?" Chen Badai pointed to the horse and asked.

"Hmm." Wang Xingguo nodded.

"Hah!" Chen Badai raised a thumbs up at Wang Xingguo, "Wang Xingguo, Wang Xingguo, you are really more thoughtful than I thought, I lost a game first." ”

"Light Dan'er......" Wang Xingguo opened his mouth, Xia Ruobing glanced at him, and he closed his mouth.

"It's better to have a chest than a thousand pounds of love, Wang Xingguo, but I will win a game, and I will win in the end." Chen Badai turned his face to the side, and the conversation ended.

Xia Ruobing rode up and patted Wang Xingguo's horse on the neck, and the horse obediently continued to move forward and crossed the collapse.

"Chen Badai, we treat you as friends, what do you treat us as?" Xia Ruobing saw Wang Xingguo's horse go away and questioned Chen Badai.

"Friends? Miss Xia, I can't climb high! Chen Badai said sarcastically.

Xia Ruobing remembered that under the sea, Chen Badai cut the oxygen tube between herself and Wang Xingguo, and her face was flushed with anger, but this kind of quarrel was unnecessary at this time, she glared at Chen Badai fiercely, and rode away first.

The jingle bells faded away, and looking at the hill blocking the collapse in front of him, Dick's off-road vehicle was helpless.

A staff member leaned over: "BOSS, what now?" ”

"What to do?! Keep digging! Dick put on his mud shoes and picked up the sapper shovel.

But how can this pile of landslides be dug so easily, and according to this progress, Mr. Min feels that it should be almost dug by this time tomorrow.

"Damn it, damn it!" Dick became more and more irritated, "How can Tchaikov be here." ”

"Aren't you cousins? You know something, how could he not know. Chen Badai said.

Dick...... Tchaikov came, and the question was troublesome. ”

This abominable Tchaikov should have been pushed into lava in the heart of the red dragon and wiped him out! Disgust, jealousy, and hatred took over Dick's heart, and he threw down his sapper shovel and picked up the satellite phone from the car, but the satellite communication here was not stable, and Dick had no choice but to climb high with the satellite phone to try to find a signal.

"That bastard from Tchaikov is here too!" Dick climbed to the top of the hill out of breath, where the signal was intermittent but he was finally able to talk.

"Tchaikov? He also went to the Canyon of the Dead? "Christopher was shocked!

"Ha, just passed in front of me triumphantly." Dick remembered Tchaikov's face and was angry.

“SO？！” I guessed what Dick was trying to do.

"I need reinforcements, well, the best mercenaries, with weapons, explosives, everything that can wipe Tchaikov off the face of the earth!" Dick shouted.

"Dick, we've negotiated, I want my scepter, and you can take care of the rest." Christopher didn't want to get involved in Dick's family feud.

"If you want to get the scepter to decorate your lintel! You'd better find me someone at once...... "In this wilderness, all laws and morals have been utterly abandoned by Dick.

"OK, I'll fix it!" Christopher thought about it, and Dick wasn't wrong.

"Quick, I want to be fast! They've got a head start, yes, don't fucking drive, horse legs are the best means of transportation in this fucking place......" Dick reminded.

"After about three days, as you wish......" Christopher said.

"Don't give me a scepter, I want him to die!" Dick felt that the crepe greeting could not express the anger in his heart at this time, and if he had not sat barefoot on the ground just now, he would have picked up the sapper's shovel and slapped the hateful Tchaikov down the cliff.

Christopher frowned and took the phone away, Dick will vent his anger on whoever he catches, but Tchaikov is indeed a trouble, after all, he has already paid so much investment, he is too lazy to be Dick's punching bag, so he simply hung up the phone.

"Damn old fellow! Hung up on me! Dick's anger was not yet exhausted, when he saw a stone at his feet and flew into the air.

Dick limped down the hill, got into the car silently, took off his shoes to treat the wound, and the kick just now hit the stone, which did not fly down the cliff as he had hoped, but did not move, and the reaction force hit Dick's big toe, which was now swollen.

They didn't even look at Dick, and the collapse in front of them was the problem they needed to deal with urgently.

In this far east, in this deserted mountainous region, where there was no comfortable bed, no delicious food, no comfort, no one even caring, Dick felt desolation welling up in his heart, and the words of the past, the blood that had revived the prestige of the family, were as if they had been blown away by the cold wind on the hillside......