Osaka Prefecture.

Takeo Mushi listened to the assistant's description, his face was serious, and there seemed to be an angry flame in his eyes condensed into an entity.

In the heart of the clenched fist, the arduous cleavage that can make people lose their ashes, the temperature in the training ground suddenly rises.

Looking at the ordinary-looking Takeo of the Mustache, the assistant licked his lips.

The assistant is a man with normal sexual orientation, but in the summer when he enters the training ground of the Guardian Takeo, normal humans will have dry mouths and tongues. The military training ground is tortured by the Guardian Takeo and is full of holes. Such a terrifying force is really like a god and a Buddha. The hair on the assistant's body is unconsciously bent due to its long-term approach to the heat source.

However, the assistants of the Guardian Wuxiong have a heartfelt worship, such as bowing to the gods and Buddhas. This worship comes first from strength, and then on the basis of strength, the shining points of the Guardian Wuxiong are discovered.

Since graduating from Dongda University and entering the department to work, he has never seen anyone in a high position as trembling as the guardian Wuxiong. In addition to work, meetings, and simple diet, the guardian almost devotes himself to training, and even when meeting his daughter, he has made time.

Corruption, slackness and shirking responsibility are invisible to the guards. If the island country were like this, it would have been a long time since the loss.

In this specially opened training ground, the specially made stones were blackened by the flames of the guards Takeo. As soon as his assistant saw them several times, some of the stones were even roasted into thick flowing magma by the flames.

The important things that happened to Yokosuka must be explained to Takeo of the Hoshima. Even if he does not look at his strength as an extraordinary existence, Takeo of the Hoshima is also the minister of the Supernatural Headquarters of Osaka Prefecture and is a senior official of the Supernatural Office of the Islands.

"The attacker's name is Fujito Hitoichi, a native of Akita Prefecture. The young man has participated in many military attack competitions, but because of his addicts to gambling, borrowing and other reasons, he was entangled by the Jidao organization and his family was gone. He accidentally killed people in the fight with the Jidao organization. At the same time, he was injured and blinded. After serving his sentence and was released from prison, he also did many jobs and became a homeless man because of his lack of food and laziness."

"But Tokyo is still retrieving the whereabouts of Hitoichi Fujito. His long-term social life twisted his heart, and he had the idea of ​​revenge on society while eating and dying. After somehow he gained extraordinary power, Hitoichi Fujito became evil from his heart, attacking Yokosuka military base and attacking innocent citizens."

The assistant said something more trustworthy than what the Ministry of Foreign Affairs spokesperson said, half true and half false, just like using words to describe a mermaid that does not exist, whether it is a fish with an upper body or a fish with an upper body or a fish with an lower body, the truth is always so confusing.

Even the assistant doesn't know the truth or falsehood of his words. The blind man who has become a homeless man seems to be able to get up from the edge of society at any time, and he doesn't get up just because he is lazy.

Especially the official tablets provided by the assistant also had pictures of Yokosuka on the scene. Half of the collapsed houses were crushed under the rubble and rubble, and the influencers looked at the crying children around him in a daze. Under the blue and white sky, the ruins scene was particularly eye-catching, and a peaceful and peaceful country turned into a displaced war.

The Holy Head remembered the tragic scene caused by his fight with Misa. In the ruins that he could not see, could not bear to see, and dared not see, there must be such a scene. Under empathy, the guilty feeling pinched the Holy Head's throat, as if he was the one who massacred the citizens of Yokosuka.

Fear, anger, and mixed feelings rushed to my heart and mixed together.

“Unforgivable.”

The guardian Takeo let out a few breaths, gritting his teeth and pressing the rolling flames inside his body.

Unlike his unintentional repercussions, Fujito Hitoshi attacked ordinary citizens in a planned manner. What a crazy sociopath that can only do.

Feeling the anger of the sect, the assistant couldn't help but take a few steps back. The heat emitted by the sect was like a small sun. As soon as he approached, the hair on his body seemed to smell burnt.

"This kind of calories is simply...the Sahara Desert."

Afilica, the Sahara Desert.

This is a barren land covered with yellow sand, symbolizing endless death.

Unlike the desert relatives not far away, the Sahara Desert has no rich oil resources. Only in the remote areas of the north have created a bunch of oil countries. However, black gold has also brought endless wars to the countries in North Africa.

The surrounding countries are neatly divided into the Sahara Desert geometry. Anyway, such a large area of ​​land has almost no effect. Anyone who wants to do it can do it. No one will pay attention to it when entering the borders of other countries in the desert. Except for a very small number of human beings who are stubbornly thriving in the desert, the Sahara Desert is an outside world outside the earth's civilization.

Perhaps the role of such a large desert, in addition to the role of dividing civilization and barbarism in ancient times, is that the remaining value now is to let humans challenge their limits to death.

And it appears in various fables, such as the person who died of thirst in the desert, or even the Sahara love poems with deep meaning, the poetic and picturesque style is always good, and when you really walk in it, there is only the ascetic persistence.

The endless sand stretched towards the sky, and a team of experienced adventurers slowly walked in the desert under the guidance.

Three camels were scattering, and the camels carried a pile of supplies for crossing the desert. The hot sun and dry weather made the camels not even sweat.

The members of the team will only rest on the camel's back when they can't hold on, and then continue to rush.

This is a desperate battle that is destined to be rescued. He cannot withdraw from the middle of the journey. He is not allowed to go out, but he dies here, buried in the sky with yellow sand, and turns into a pool of oil countless years later.

"Aba, right?"

The Berber guide looked at the sand dunes in front and shook his arms. The Berber-speaking teammates pinched their masks: "He said the sand dunes in front could take a rest, and after walking for a while, you will reach the next water supply point."

"These nations living in the desert are really amazing. The dunes that look exactly the same can still tell the difference."

"Because people who do not have such ability have long been eliminated in the history of the ethnic group, and their genes will not be inherited. Those who can still survive after thousands of years of screening will have better learning about the direction and dune experience."

As they walked down, several team members talked: "Once the small island people in the Pacific reaches its limit, they will use a bamboo raft to overcome obstacles in the Pacific Ocean and find the next island. So after the great navigation and industrial revolution, experts were curious about how the Nan Island people achieved the great achievements of bamboo rafts across the Pacific."

"In your words, we can't see any trace of what is swallowed by the ocean in the face of thorns, and everything we see is the deviation of the survivors."

Sitting behind the dunes, several team members were having fun and laughing. It was already the 120th day, and it was close to the sight of traveling through the Sahara.
Chapter completed!