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"......" Yan Xiaomo didn't say anything, this guy is a little narcissistic, but it's good that he's happy, and there's nothing wrong with praising himself appropriately.

Marco Polo returned to the car and placed the pistol at his side.

"Mr. Marco Polo, eat some fruit!" Yan Xiaomo handed a large star fruit to Marco Polo, which should be eaten in the arid desert area.

"Thank you, beautiful lady." Marco Polo took the star fruit in Yan Xiaomo's hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, took a bite, and asked, "This fruit is really good." ”

"Brother, you eat too." Yan Xiaomo handed another star fruit to Han Xin.

The car stopped not long after driving because the road ahead was blocked by a river of yellow cement.

"The bridge looks like it was blown up." Marco Polo got out of the car, squatted on the shore and nibbled on the star fruit in his hand.

Everyone got out of the car, and the original iron bridge was cut off from the middle.

"Can't get by?" Yan Xiaomo looked at the boiling Yellow River water, and her ears were full of the sound of water splashing against her, and a wave of wind and waves rushed towards her face.

Marco Polo shrugged, not knowing what immoral thing had cut off the bridge.

Although the shore is very close to the water, there are still no tall trees and plants around, only grassy grass that looks disorganized.

"Are there any other bridges nearby?" King Lanling asked, the river was very wide, and if you fell down, you would be swept away by the turbulent water below.

Marco Polo stood up and looked up and thought for a while, "This place belongs to the western region, sparsely populated, and the country did not build bridges and roads on this side before, this is the only iron bridge I know." ”

Yan Xiaomo sighed slowly, it seems that this bridge can't be crossed!

"But it's not hopeless, I know two guys, they must have a way to take us across the river, it's just ......" At this point, Marco Polo paused slightly, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed on his face.

"Just what?" Yan Xiaomo asked.

King Lanling also stared at Marco Polo.

"It's not easy to invite them out, in the past, the money was still valuable and we needed to invite them at a high price, but now the money is worthless, if we have enough food, we can still invite them." This is the tricky thing, where is there enough food in the last days!

If there is food, crossing the bridge is definitely a very simple thing.

"Grain? Don't worry about this, how can you ask those two people to come out? Yan Xiaomo heard Marco Polo say this, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, if she wanted money, she really didn't have it, but she had a lot of food.

The warehouse was full of grain, and it was almost unfilled, and she hadn't gone in to harvest it for two days, because the warehouse was already crowded, and there was really no extra room to spare for food.

When Marco Polo heard Yan Xiaomo say this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said excitedly: "Is there really food?" ”

Yan Xiaomo nodded and said, "I can guarantee this, you still have to find a way to invite the two people you said." ”

It's really nice to have a space in the last days, and there are many places where you can use it.

"Okay, I'll light a red cigarette and invite them over." Marco Polo happily went to the back of the car and took his things out.

Yan Xiaomo curiously surrounded her, only to see Marco Polo put a bundle of things on the top of the hill, and then lit the bundle of things, and soon saw red smoke slowly coming out.

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