That Tu Tuqiao's e-sports master, they have never been able to completely defeat that Wei Taiqiang's e-sports master, and if they don't respect their own e-sports players, that Tu Tuqiao naturally can't mobilize his own e-sports players to play for themselves willingly.

In that Tu Tuqiao's mind, everything about himself is right, he is always unwilling to admit any merit of others, as long as anyone is different from what he says, he will immediately burst into a rage.

When Tu Tuqiao and the others relied on the various e-sports players under his command to make money for themselves, he didn't want to respect them.

In fact, if that Tu Tuqiao wants to defeat that Wei Taiqiang, his best way is to update the e-sports equipment and turn to his e-sports masters, but that Tu Tuqiao, he will never do that, because he feels that it will be very shameless to ask for help from his e-sports masters.

It's dawn.

It seems that it can't catch up. Huang Beifang was also discouraged, he had to admit in his heart that he was a defeated general under Bourguiba.

The sun had risen, the temperature had risen rapidly, and the frozen surface of the sand had melted and begun to soften.

Even in the strong sunlight, wearing sunglasses still stabs my eyes.

Water vapor rises slowly from the surface of the earth, and people's vision shakes.

Huang Beifang was still unwilling to chase down. After running for more than two hours, the ruts under his feet disappeared completely, and he had to stop the car. The engine's water tank was also boiling, and boiling water vapor came out of the cracks in the hood.

"Look! What is that? ”

Lan Rongrong pointed to the sky and shouted.

A big, black guy was appearing in the distance above the dunes. The heavens and the earth suddenly became dark, and the wind that covered the sky and the sun howled, rushing from far and near, and the rolled sand particles whipped on the tent of the jeep, and even the car was swayed by the wind.

Huang Beifang had to sit in the car with Lan Rongrong in his arms, covering her head with the only blanket. But the flying sand and stones were still unceremoniously scraped into the blanket, whipped on the person's legs and arms, as painful as a needle prick, Lan Rongrong buried her face tightly in Huang Beifang's chest. Cao Jiao extinguished the engine of the jeep.

The two drank water.

"It looks like we'll have to wait until night before leaving."

"How's he doing?" Cao Jiao asked.

"Soon after you left, I broke up with him." Lan Rongrong said in a low voice.

"Didn't you say you were going to live together?"

"I didn't even think about it."

"That's right!"

Cao Jiao was afraid that the fire with that smoke would cause the air to burn.

The two fell silent again. The autumn wind is blowing, and the eyes are full of gold leaves and withered grass. In Tu Tuqiao's opinion, Songhai City is dirty, and this is because he hates Xuanwu and does not like the people of Xuanwu.

In particular, he felt that the sanitation situation in Songhai City was so bad that some places were so dirty that it was disgusting.

The sight of the Tutu Bridge fell on the sidewalk.

The wind rolled up the pieces of paper on the side of the road, whirling mischievously, and rolling forward.

A man seemed to be angry with someone, kicking the scrap of paper that rolled to his feet with his foot.

- Live like a fool!

Tu Tuqiao couldn't help but blurt out.

Hmph, there's nowhere to spill if you're angry.

The guy may have just escaped from a fight with his wife; Perhaps he came home by chance during a break and found his wife in the arms of another man.

Deserved, Tu Tuqiao was very happy for his fabrication out of thin air.

In a moment of pride, he panicked out of the window and quickly climbed into bed.

A few minutes later, the door seemed to be angry with someone, and it was slammed open with a "dangdang". Tu Tuqiao hurriedly covered his head with a blanket. The person who came was the pedestrian who dealt cards with confetti, he was Zhao Rujin.

When he came in, he didn't say a word, and then tore off the blanket that was covering the head of the earth-painted bridge.

After a while, Lan Rongrong said:

The storm ran wild in the desert for more than half an hour, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The heavens and the earth were so quiet that not even a sound could be heard, the blue sky, the cloudless, and the demonic sun reappeared.

The piles of sand almost buried the jeep.

Huang Beifang carefully moved the car back and forth. It's dangerous! The car finally arched out of the sand, however, there was a possibility that it could sink again at any time.

The vast desert as far as the eye can see, making it impossible to discern the direction, and even the concept of time has been lost, and all that remains is the ripples on the sand dunes.

Huang Ke'er didn't say anything, she tried her best to endure the extreme heat, God was really going to scorch people.

It was easy to wait until the sun had set, and the red furnace had finally disappeared behind the desert. Huang Keer suddenly remembered that it was no wonder that people living in the tropics always greeted each other when it rained: "Today is really a good weather!" "The people here regard the sun as their enemy, and they say that the sun is the root of all evil in the desert.

As the sun sets, the weather gradually cools down.

The three climbed into the jeep again.

Leaning back on the seat, no one spoke.

Huang Keer silently recalled more than forty days of slave life.

Huang Keer, who was caught in her memory, suddenly saw the headlights from far and near.

Huang Keer and the others ran to the road, the three of them waved desperately, and the car was coming from the direction they escaped, or calling for help from nearby residents. Huang Keer was worried that the tracker had a gun in his hand.

Huang Ke'er's heart was shrouded in anxiety.

"It's horrible!"

"Shut up!"

Huang Keer angrily scolded Huang Beifang.

On the sun-scorched highway, the only two cars chased frantically.

Anyway, you have to think of a rush over! ”

"It looks like it's only going into the desert."

The soil is relatively hard, which is not a problem for a split-top jeep.

"Get down!"

Huang Beifang lowered his head and shouted.

Huang Beifang picked up a wrench, turned the searchlight to the car, and a huge light shot into the open field, Huang Beifang captured the Toyota-made patrol car that had been trailing for a while with the pillar of light, and Jing appeared here.

Enemy cars quickly caught up from different directions. At such a high speed, it is dangerous to drive on a rough and uneven hill. Sometimes the wheels are suspended in the air, sometimes they jump, which makes even a nervous Steb dare not brake. Instead, I kept stepping on the accelerator. Obviously, he has a lot of experience.

Attentive Steb held the steering wheel tightly, he knew very well that at this life-and-death juncture, the consequences of the slightest negligence would be unimaginable, and for now, only by getting rid of the pursuers could there be a glimmer of hope.

The white headlights illuminate the way forward.

The lateral inclination can be felt to be about 30 degrees, but at full speed, even if there is a 10-degree inclination, it may cause a rollover, and at that time, even with the support of the roof frame, the person will not be better.