A few minutes later, a dozen motorcycles appeared in the light of my headlights, and the smell of alcohol and laughter swept through.

I turned off my headlights and moved on, but two black motorcycles came to a halt in the middle of the road, blocking my way. The two riders on the bike lifted the glass of their helmets, pulled their shotguns out of the tool pockets in the back seat, and with two clicks, the bullets were loaded and pointed arrogantly at me.

"Hey, Chinese, get out of the car!" a big black man in a colorful turban shouted, leaving his car to the others and striding to the door on my side.

I have met with this group of people in a small hotel, and several of the people who have provoked me are among them.

"Hey, get out of the car, get off!" the big black man slapped the window glass and grinned like a mad orangutan.

"Friend, what's the matter?" I shook the glass down, enduring his mouth full of wine.

"Money, cars, watches, women stay, you hurry up and get out of here-" He leaned in, Bai Sensen's teeth flashing with a cold cold light. All the people got out of the car and lazily gathered around the car, all the guns they held in their hands aimed at me.

One of them, already reaching out to open the back door, grinned and shouted, "Hey, there's a woman here, a beautiful Chinese woman, haha, we can do it again tonight-" A burst of laughter drowned out his words, and I knew very well what they were thinking, thinking that I was 100% sure of me, and that Xiwei had become a lamb to their mouths.

"Friend, if you have something to say, let your brother be more respectful. "There was not the slightest anger in my heart, but a faint sadness in my heart. These bikers are so used to running amok in the desert that they have long forgotten what it is like to shed blood and die, and they really shouldn't mess with me at such a time.

"I told you to get out, did you hear that?" the big black man pulled the door open with force, and a revolver in his left hand quickly raised and pointed at my forehead. The cold muzzle of the gun gave me shivers, and a fine layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on my back.

I slowly got out of the car, slowly raising my hands, but the corner of my eye kept sweeping to the two gunmen in front of the car.

"Chinese, if you're smart, you'll keep running to the city, and don't look back if you're killed! Hehe, this Chinese girl, our brother will naturally return it to you after borrowing it for a few days, hahahaha......" The big black man laughed arrogantly, grabbed my collar with his right hand and squeezed it hard.

The security in the desert has always been a headache for the Egyptian police, especially when it comes to the empty night of the four fields, it naturally becomes a world of the jungle, with guns, hard fists, and strong men and horses, such as this biker gang composed of a total of 17 people.

I took a big step back, stood firm, and pointed to the two men who were desperate to get into the carriage: "Let them stop, or else—" Syvi was innocently involved in the incident, already unconscious and stiff, and it was my duty to take her back safely.

The big black man sneered again, but he didn't have a chance to speak, and I smashed his jaw with a left hook, and at the same time grabbed his arm to exert force, and a "over-the-shoulder fall" made him a shield on my back, instantly eating two shotguns from the gunman in front of the car, and with two "boom, boom" sounds, he died on the spot.

I don't want to go on a senseless killing spree, because this kind of urban hooligan is like a cockroach in the kitchen, killing one batch will immediately give rise to a new batch, which can never be eradicated. Therefore, I only hope to stop their criminal behavior and punish them once in a small way to set an example.

Within six seconds, my "hand knife" and "grappler" had unmistakably knocked down fourteen people next to the car, and although the big black man's gun fell into my hands, I had no intention of taking the lives of these people, including the two gunmen in front of the car. Their shooting skills were really not flattering, except for the two shots that killed the big black man, the remaining twelve bullets were all missed, and then they began to change the bullets in a hurry.

"Stop, take your brother out of here at once. "I pointed my gun at the center of one of the eyebrows.

The gangsters who lay down on their backs were humming and chirping, but none of them were in danger of life, and the only one who died was the leader with the most arrogant attitude.

The two gunmen obediently dropped their shotguns, raised their hands in horror, and retreated, but before they could reach their motorcycles, one of them cried out in horror: "Scorpion—I was bitten by a scorpion, scorpion......" His hands tried to go around his back, as if to scratch something, but he never reached, and within a few seconds he howled and threw himself on the road, and after a few convulsions, he froze.

Sure enough, there was a large and strong black-shelled scorpion on his back, the length of a pencil, and the scorpion tail was proudly held high, exuding an unstoppable and murderous aura.

With a "poof", his companion fell to his knees with a shaky knee, one hand on the motorcycle's fuel tank, trembling all over.

"Help, help...... Spare me, spare me......" His words trembled into silence, but he didn't hold up for a few more seconds, and he fell weakly forward.

The "ouch" around the car gradually stopped, and everyone lost their lives in various stiff postures, and a poisonous scorpion fell from each person, swaggering into a team and crawling towards a nearby black sand dune.

"Where did my friend help? I actually didn't intend to kill anyone, and you really didn't help this time. "These aren't local desert scorpions, they're captive-bred poisonous insects, and the people who harness them are supposed to be behind the dunes. I don't want to find out who is right and who is wrong, but all of a sudden so many people have died, and the police department is going to be busy again.

There was no movement on the other side of the dune, only the "rustle" of swarms as they crawled across the sand.

"Is it a friend of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong? Anyway, thank you. "I can only smile bitterly, but fortunately I am familiar with the upper echelons of the Cairo police, and I can explain anything even if I tell the truth, otherwise I am afraid that I will be greatly implicated once.

I was standing at the back door of the car, and without warning, Syvi suddenly sat up and jumped to her feet. With a bang, her forehead hit the roof of the car, and she let out a muffled grunt, followed by a burning glare at me.

A stiff and unconscious man suddenly woke up, and his body was extremely athletic, which surprised me too: "You...... Miss Shevie, are you awake? Are you awake?"

This is really an unexpected joy, the bikers were killed by the poisonous scorpion mysteriously, but in exchange for Xiwei's awakening, two waves of mutations in a row, are completely unexpected.

"Mr. Chen, is it really you? I ...... Where am I, where am I?" she subconsciously grabbed the back of the front seat with both hands, sat up straight, quickly turned her neck, and looked around. When she realized that she was in the original car, she suddenly let out a long breath and smiled in disappointment: "I see...... It turned out to be a dream. ”

I slowly stretched out my hands: "Are you okay? Do you want to come down and move first?"

In my opinion, her body has been stiff for so long, and there must be a problem with blood circulation, so she needs to do some exercises to relax her muscles and bones.

She shook her head: "No, I'm fine, I may need to calm down alone, don't bother me, okay?" From the confusion on her face, she knew that it must have been a very complicated and strange dream, and it had never been done in her life.

I took off my coat and handed it to her, "Okay, maybe it would be better to put on a dress." You think slowly, I'll wait for you outside. ”

She didn't have time to be polite, so she raised her hand and closed the doors on both sides, holding her head in her hands, and her body was tightly curled into a ball.

I closed the other two doors for her and examined the bodies on the ground one by one. Seventeen people died, and even the face of the big black man, who had been killed by the shotgun a long time ago, turned pitch black. The hindshell of any scorpion will change color with age, and the hindshell of an adult scorpion older than three years will turn black, and after five years, it will become pitch-black and inky, and the more virulent the species, the more completely blackened.

Tang Mei is here, her support team must also be there, and those must also be poisonous scorpions from the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, which are so poisonous that they are unparalleled in the world.

Shuzhong Tangmen has always been a "phoenix does not fall into the land of treasure", this is an organization with the ultimate purpose of seeking the highest interests anytime and anywhere, and it will always be a nightmare in the world of rivers and lakes from the first day it was established.