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"There is a legend that the Tuareg people were similar to ordinary Arab races. They all wore veils and men went out to fight." The old man with gray beard and chubby beard continued to show off, "Once Tuareg men came back from a defeat, they were dejected and discouraged. Their women got angry, took off the veil and put it on the men, and then they rode camels out to fight, and the war was won. From then on, the Tuareg people became a society where women were superior to men."

After pausing, the old man said again: "Of course, this is just a joke. The real reason is that the Tuareg people have been a feminist society from the beginning. Their women have a high status, learn words, understand knowledge, and control economics and order. On the contrary, Tuareg men, although they are very brave and good at fighting, have a low level of knowledge and culture, and are usually dominated by women."

The tall and slim white girl said with her eyes shining under her sunglasses: "I like this race. Although the man is brave and tough, he still has to crawl under the woman."

"Hahaha."

The men in the other cars laughed unceremoniously: "Miss Scarlett, we are all very strong, too. Similarly, we are willing to crawl under you."

They thought that the Tuareg, who had a lower level of culture, could not understand English, so they started to laugh and make noise without restraint.

In this convoy, men accounted for the vast majority. They wore sunscreen and wear-resistant special military uniforms and sunglasses, and each of them exuded a fierce and rebellious atmosphere.

They also have the aura of a practical soldier and are so rebellious and wild. Then their identities are about to emerge.

The sharp-eyed Wang Yan found that there were some modern gun weapons hidden beside them, and they were probably the legendary mercenaries.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan glanced at them with a little curiosity. I remember that when Wang Yan was still in school, he had read many online novels. One of them was specializing in mercenaries, special forces, etc.

At that time, I thought mercenaries were cool and magical. But since I came into contact with the super power world, I found that there was a higher level in this world. The world of super powers was far superior to ordinary troops.

And at Wang Yan's level, it has reached the exaggeration of one person being able to fight against an army. So when I first read the novel, the experience of the magical legend of mercenaries left behind has long disappeared.

Just curious for a moment, Wang Yan returned to peace. He had no interest in where they came from and where they went. To be honest, the strength gap between the two sides was too big.

If Wang Yan is willing, he can wipe them out without any injuries in just a few minutes.

He also spoke very well about English, but he was too lazy to explain to them that he was not a Tuareg. He gently patted the camel's butt, and the camel snored, took his strong long legs, and ran a small step.

The mechanized expedition team, after a burst of laughter, stepped on the accelerator and drove over Wang Yan and galloped forward. Two drones were hovering above the convoy's head.

In just a few dozen seconds, what Wang Yan was left was a piece of yellow sand all over the sky.

Wang Yan just smiled, not too much care, and still moved forward slowly. A thin stream of sand and gravel surged around his body, and the sand and gravel hit the energy, blocked by an invisible energy, and fell to the ground one after another.

The sun sets in the west, and the red sun hangs above the horizon. The sky is red and red. The hot temperature of the entire Sahara Desert has slightly lowered, and a slight cool breeze blows towards us.

However, the way of heaven is impermanent.

Part of the reason why the Sahara Desert is known as one of the most dangerous areas in the world is also attributed to the unpredictable climate, a scattered dust that spreads from the horizon.

In just over a dozen seconds, it boiled like an angry yellow dragon. The rolling and dancing yellow dragon climbed higher and higher, roaring with its teeth and claws.

"Huh, sandstorm!?"

Wang Yan's eyes showed a little surprise, although he had known that there were many crises in the desert. Sandstorms were one of the killer moves. Unexpectedly, he encountered them on the first day he entered the desert.

"Woooo~" The camel under his crotch was quite spiritual, and it also smelled the increasingly violent irritable aura in the air. It stopped its pace and became a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid." Wang Yan gently patted its head, giving it a trace of pure yang true energy, soothing its anxious mood.

Although the language was not clear, the spiritual camel felt the owner's confidence, and its emotions returned to calm. Her soft tongue licked Wang Yan's palm and continued to step forward step by step.

An invisible energy protects a man and a camel.

The sandstorm formed quickly, becoming more and more intense, and was coming in full force. When it rushed to about a hundred meters in front of Wang Yan, it was already like a sea of ​​rushing. It no longer looked like a yellow dragon, but a giant yellow wall.

It rolled, boiled, and roared.

The highest point of the sand has risen to one or two thousand meters.

Wang Yan stood in front of him with a camel, and the tiny ground was like two ants under the huge waves. Under the power of nature, human beings are so small and powerless.

The previous mechanized expedition team was already in a huge crisis first.

The mercenaries shouted at the top of their lungs, surrounded the sand trucks, hooked them up with iron wedges, and covered them with thick oil cloth. Every corner of the oil cloth was deeply penetrated into the sand with wedges.

Suddenly, the wind was steep.

An accident happened.

The corner of the oil cloth was blown away, and the only female in the team, Scarlett, was swept by a strong airflow, and was thrown into the air like a broken kite.

She had only had time to scream for a while, and the strong wind and gravel filled her mouth.

Those powerful mercenaries were not as good as saving her. How could the power of mortals fight against the power of heaven and earth?

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"Click!"

The camera flash lights on.

I saw Wang Yan riding backwards on the camel, Ningru's substantial mental power supported a SLR camera.

He pointed at the camera, and then took a cute photo with his scissors and his cheeks as the background.

Just as the huge waves of sand swallowed Wang Yan, he still had the time to check the photos, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, I scored 99 points in this photo, so handsome. It's a pity that I'm still running away, so I can't post it on WeChat Moments to show off."

The moment the camel was caught in the giant sand waves, it instinctively wanted to crawl and kneel down. However, it was only halfway through his knees, but found that the powerful sandstorm did not fall on it.

The manic airflow and gravel were like encountering an invisible wedge-shaped streamlined wall, which bypassed Wang Yan and Camel along the streamlined shape. The camel stared at the confused eyes, looked at the sandstorm, and then looked at Wang Yan.

Then it began to take small steps leisurely, strolled in the sea of ​​sandstorms, and enjoyed this rare and wonderful experience.

Wang Yan also looked leisurely and contented, taking the opportunity to realize the power of nature in heaven and earth. In such a devastating natural disaster, he seemed to be walking in his back garden.

Suddenly, Wang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked up slightly. Then he seemed to see something interesting, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth under the blue veil.

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The white girl Scarlett is like a dead leaf in autumn, rolling up and down in the strong wind and flying all over the sky. At this time, she only has one thought, that is, it is over, and even if it is not torn apart by a sandstorm, she will be killed when it falls to the sand.

Moreover, she had difficulty breathing, as if she was drowning in water, her consciousness gradually became confused, and her thinking gradually fell into confusion.

"God of light, Virgin Mary, Pharaoh, and Sun God. No matter which god it is, please save me, I will serve you as the Lord." Scarlett was moaning in his heart, crying in despair.

Just when her heart was almost collapsed.

"Wow!"

The strong wind and sand blew around her seemed to stop in an instant. The sand and dust were suspended in the air, and the grains were crystal clear and clearly visible.

Scarlett's desperate expression instantly frozen, and his eyes were filled with incredible demeanor. Was this really a miracle, or was she a strong illusion because of her suffocation?

Before she could wake up, a figure swept to her quickly, and the ape's arms gently looked at it, holding Scarlett in her arms. She seemed to be dreaming, and fell quickly and fell onto a camel.

Her blood flowed backwards, her heart jumped violently, and she was about to jump out of her chest.

"wake up!"

A light shout seemed to reveal a touch of indescribable power. The syllables of the two characters were washed back and forth in her ears like bells and drums, and the lingering sound lingered.

The sound seemed to have a soul-awakening effect, which made Scarlett wake up in a daze. She opened her eyes wide and watched herself lying in the arms of a man wearing a blue veil.

The two of them were extremely intimate in their postures. She could feel the hot body temperature on his body, which was a nice man's body smell. The smell on his body smelled very nicely, with a pure and natural smell as clear as the sun, refreshing.

It is completely different from the legendary desert nomads with a strong strange smell.

As she breathed heavily, she unconsciously greedily sucked the male taste that made her indulge. A weak and boneless little hand had already touched his strong chest without realizing it.

Of course, this man wearing a blue veil is Wang Yan. He accidentally caught Scarlett flying in the air and saved her. Wang Yan's current level has completely separated from the ranks of ordinary people.

But this does not mean that he will ignore the lives of ordinary people.

"Miss, you've sniffed enough." Wang Yan said helplessly in a well-written English, "Can you stop touching it?"

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Chapter completed!