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Chapter 231: Siege in the Desert

There is no shame in having a nosebleed.

But it's a bit embarrassing to see a beautiful woman with a nosebleed.

call out!

Zhao Gangjun quickly sucked it hard and then wiped his nose with his hand.

This sound directly attracted Leng Bing's attention.

Leng Bing turned around and saw Zhao Gangjun with a nosebleed.

Facts have proved that Leng Bing is an unusual woman.

She didn't scream or dodge immediately. She just glanced at Zhao Gangjun, then turned her head and continued to rub Zi Butterfly's back.

This ordinary behavior made Zhao Gangjun extremely embarrassed.

Zhao Gangjun quickly turned his head. Although the scenery here was beautiful, Zhao Gangjun claimed to be a gentleman, and it was still not in line with his decent style to watch people bathing.

Zhao Gangjun turned back to the previous lawn and sat down.

For some reason, Zhao Gangjun's mind was filled with Leng Bing's plump body and Purple Butterfly's lean and delicate body.

I don't know how long it took.

Leng Bing and Zi Butterfly got dressed and appeared next to Zhao Gangjun.

There was nothing unnatural on Leng Bing's face. She squatted down next to Zhao Gangjun, then took out the pen-like object and said, "I'll give you another injection, take a nap, and you'll probably be able to recover tomorrow."

about there."

"Well, let's rest here for a day and leave tomorrow." Zhao Gangjun said.

Leng Bing nodded, gave Zhao Gangjun an injection, and then said, "Why did you save those two people before?"

"They don't deserve to die."

After Zhao Gangjun was silent for a while, he said, "Those who don't deserve to die, it's better not to die if they can."

"Then do you think you are a person who deserves to die or a person who does not deserve to die?" Leng Bing asked.

"Me? At least I don't deserve to die until I achieve my goal." Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.

"Then why did you give them the sword?" Leng Bing asked.

"If we don't give him the arrow, what should we do if he kills us on the way?" Zhao Gangjun asked.

Leng Bing smiled and said nothing.

The sky slowly darkened.

This oasis is located deep in the desert, so no one comes here at all.

Taking advantage of the night, Zhao Gangjun used the stars in the sky to simply determine the direction.

The next morning, Zhao Gangjun's body recovered about 70%, and the three of them did not stay at the oasis any longer, but set off directly towards the town.

Because they had replenished enough water at the oasis, Zhao Gangjun and the others walked quite easily.

However, Leng Bing was a different person after all. When it came to the afternoon, Leng Bing couldn't walk anymore.

On the one hand, it’s because I have no physical strength, and on the other hand, it’s because my feet are blistered.

Physical strength could have been restored with potions, but Zhao Gangjun had already used the cold restorative potions, and there were no potions left at the moment.

"I'll carry you."

Zhao Gangjun said, "If you stay where you are, you will be cooked."

"Um."

Leng Bing was not pretentious and nodded in agreement.

It is actually very easy for Zhao Gangjun to carry someone on his back, even if he is injured now.

Until the evening.

Zhao Gangjun and the others finally met someone!

Zhao Gangjun met two people. Each of them was riding a camel, and they looked like they were Egyptians.

"Hello, we are lost travelers."

Zhao Gangjun stepped forward to say hello.

An Egyptian glanced at Zhao Gangjun, then at the woman behind Zhao Gangjun, and then at the purple butterfly beside Zhao Gangjun. His eyes shone slightly and he said in blunt Chinese, "A Chinese from China?"

"Yes, we are from China."

Zhao Gangjun nodded.

"Hahaha, what a blessing!"

The two Egyptians smiled at each other and drew two scimitars from their bodies.

A few minutes later.

Zhao Gangjun was riding on a camel, and Zi Butterfly and Leng Bing were riding on another camel.

Not far behind Zhao Gangjun were two lifeless corpses.

Zhao Gangjun said with a smile on his face, "It's true that someone will give you something to eat when you are hungry. When we met these two fools who dared to rob us, we did it to them, and it makes sense morally."

"What are they planning?"

Leng Bing frowned slightly and said.

"They are sand bandits."

Zhao Gangjun said, "In the desert, sand bandits are like this. When they see wandering travelers or caravans, they just rob them. It doesn't matter what they want."

"But they asked us if we were from China."

Leng Bing said.

"This is a bit strange. Alas, it's a pity that I started too quickly." Zhao Gangjun patted his head in annoyance.

With a camel, the journey will be faster.

At night, Zhao Gangjun and the others had walked a long way and then found a place to rest.

The two Egyptians who were killed by Zhao Gangjun not only provided transportation to Zhao Gangjun and others, but also provided food and water to Zhao Gangjun and others.

Zhao Gangjun and the three of them had a delicious meal and then went their separate ways to drink.

Early the next morning, Zhao Gangjun and his party continued their journey.

At noon, Zhao Gangjun and the others met a few more people.

This time I met a little more people, four in total.

All four of them had black hair and yellow skin. Zhao Gangjun thought he had met Chinese people, but as soon as the other party opened his mouth, Zhao Gangjun knew that these four were Japanese.

Zhao Gangrong is not a bastard, and he doesn't hate Japan very much, so Zhao Gangrong has no intention of having anything happen with these four Japanese. It's just a pity that these four Japanese actually attack Zhao Gangrong!

As a result, there were four more corpses on the desert.

"what happened?!"

Zhao Gangjun frowned and said, "They came here specifically for us!"

"It seems that the news about Zi Tong has been leaked."

Leng Bing said, "Otherwise they wouldn't have gone into the desert just for us."

Zhao Gangjun nodded and said, "I guess there are many people who want purple pupils. Let's be more careful these days and cover our faces."

"Um!"

After killing the four Japanese, Zhao Gangjun decisively covered his and Leng Bing Zi Butterfly's faces with cloth.

The three of them continued walking on the desert, and by dusk, they saw no one.

Zhao Gangjun, Leng Bing and Zi Butterfly found a place to set up camp.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, several people appeared in Zhao Gangjun's field of vision.

Because Zhao Gangjun was lighting a fire, the group quickly discovered Zhao Gangjun and then came towards Zhao Gangjun.

The visitors were three white men.

"How was the harvest?"

One of the blond-haired men asked in English.

"so so."

Leng Bing, who had his head covered, replied in Arabic-accented English, "We didn't find them. What about you?"

"Neither did we."

The blond man shook his head and said, "Many people are looking for them now, but they haven't been found. I don't know where they went."

"The desert is too big."

Leng Bing said, "There is only one purple pupil. Unless God bless it, it will be difficult to find it. We are already planning to go back."

"We also plan to go to the depths of the desert." The blond man said, "I hope God will bless us."

After saying that, the blond man left Zhao Gangjun's camp with the other two people.


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