A beach party is in full swing in the town, and it takes place on the shores of the tinkling crescent lake.

"Two little bees, fly among the flowers, fly, fly, fly, pop." This is Edward and Aruba guessing boxing.

"Bah~" Edward was hit on the head.

"Come again!" Edward said unconvinced.

"Two little bees, fly among the flowers, fly, fly, fly, pop."

"Bah~" Edward hit his head again.

"Come again!" Edward was still not convinced......

In a row, Edward's scissors were restrained by Aruba's fists.

"You can't win me if you always put out scissors." Aruba said triumphantly to Edward.

"Humph! Again, I don't believe I can't win against you. "Edward is not dead yet.

"Two little bees, fly among the flowers, fly, fly, fly, pop."

This time, the sign that Edward took out of the space was no longer a V-shaped gesture, but a large palm. The Aruba sign is no longer a fist, but a V-shaped gesture.

"Bah~" Edward's head received another "heavy blow".

"You forced me to make a trick." Edward said viciously, "I don't even know the consequences of my trick! ”

Hearing Edward say this, Aruba couldn't help but become cautious. He looked at Edward warily, wondering what kind of trick he was going to do.

Guess the fist continues...... After the password ended, the two of them each held up their signs in a flash of lightning.

Seeing the big palm pattern on the Edward brand, Aruba "chuckled" in his heart: "What a powerful trick, it ended my winning streak as soon as it came out." ”

Aruba saw Edward on the other side and glanced at his sign with contempt, as if to say, "You have long been seen through by me". Then he flipped over his sign and looked at it.

"Hey, it looks like I won this time?" Edward said in amazement.

Seeing that Edward's unexpected demeanor did not seem to be fake, Aruba couldn't help but be a little confused.

"Didn't you win me with a trick?"

"Of course I won you with a trick. But my trick is to play the cards blindly, how do you know if you win or lose without looking? Edward thought Aruba's question was a strange question.

"Uh, blind... Handlebar... Discarded? ”

Aruba finally understood Edward's words, "I don't even know the consequences!" The meaning of ".

In this way, the cards become random, and you don't even know which one you will play? What eyes, movements, and psychological warfare have been put aside, and it is completely a battle of luck.

Just as Aruba sighed, "Bang~" an 80-yard pincer stuck to his head.

"Cool!" Edward shouted, and the resentment of the losing streak was vented at once.

"Come again!" Edward, this is going to take advantage of the victory and pursue.

"Come on, come! I don't believe I'm going to be worse off than you. "Aruba is not to be outdone......

Satan and Ding Ding soaked in the lake, chatting about some intimate topics that belonged to them. From time to time, there was a silver bell-like laughter, indicating that their conversation was very pleasant......

Lucifer, La Lantern, Carcos, and Ase sat on the beach, and in front of them was the king of the party, flying chess......

Not far away, Kaochi was holding a rectangular iron plate, heating the iron plate through the palm of his hand. And the big octopus in a scarf waved his tentacles holding a shovel and flipped the slices of meat on the iron plate.

As the slices of meat scalded on the iron plate, an enticing aroma spread. Sprinkle with seasonings and you're ready with a freshly baked teppanyaki takoyaki. (As for the raw materials, of course, it is the tentacles of the big octopus that was harvested by Aruba before)

"That's life!" Ao Liao lay on the beach chair and took a sip of cold juice. He and Murphy, who was lying on another beach chair, perfectly combined the two skeletons to form an ancient, eerie "murder scene".

The town is happy inside, but a rare storm outside the town is rapidly taking shape.

95271's speculation was not wrong, but he grossly underestimated the horror of the storm.

A huge tornado swept through the sky, writhing its thick bucket waist and devouring everything around it.

Countless sands and gravels and air were absorbed and enveloped, causing its body to become larger and larger, and soon swelled from a diameter of a few hundred meters to several kilometers.

The black tornado is like a twisting Optimus Pillar, supporting between heaven and earth.

The plain terrain of Bird Blas allowed the convoy to observe the formation of a storm from a great distance. They stopped moving forward and looked up at the once-in-a-century sight.

"It's spectacular!"

"Terrifying!"

"It's so rough! It's so long! ”

“……”

The caravan was amazed by the power of nature and talked about it.

It's just that although this whirlwind is mighty, there is not the slightest sound coming out, so that everyone thinks that this is just a mirage-like existence.

"Shadow... Sound... Sink... "Wind ......" 95271 spit out a name that the old drivers in the navigation guide list were extremely familiar with, but also extremely frightened.

He couldn't help but recall what an old driver said to him when he first entered the industry:

"Legend has it that there are two terrifying storms on the Plains of Birdblas, one called 'Fast Wave' and the other called 'Shadow Trap'.

A 'fast wave' is a hurricane that forms and then moves in a straight line like a tidal wave. The horror of the 'fast wave' lies in the word 'fast', with a wind speed of up to 3,000 meters per second, making it like a knife array composed of countless blades, capable of destroying everything it encounters along the way.

And 'Caught in the Wind' is a black whirlwind. Although it does not have the speed of a 'fast wave', once it is formed, it can become an abyss from which even light, shadow and sound cannot escape. Everything within a radius of 100 miles will be absorbed and devoured by it, so it is also known as the silent black death.

If you are unlucky to meet you one day, remember to tell me in your dream! ”

Looking at the huge black and silent tornado in the distance, 95271 fell into deep despair.

"What do you say? This... This... It's audio-visual... Caught in the wind..."The caravan owner on the side seemed to know something, and his voice trembled a little.

95271 didn't reply, just nodded stiffly.

The boss's body was crooked, and if it weren't for 95271's help, he almost fell off the horse.

"Also... Is it too late? The boss didn't wait for him to sit upright, and hurriedly asked.

95271 remained silent, then shook his head slightly at the boss's expectant look.

He knew that what the boss was asking was whether he had time to escape the suction range of the 'video trap'. But the storm has already formed, and unless the caravan can run dozens of miles in ten minutes, there is no difference at all between fleeing and not fleeing.

The air, which had been calm, began to flow again.

It's just that except for 95271 and the caravan owner, everyone else didn't notice it at all, and the wind direction at this time was completely opposite to before.