Chapter 65

The military plane has not been flying for a long time, and there is a sound of vomiting in the cabin... Some of the Kunlun disciples have never even seen the plane, let alone the seats. Although the two elders Xing Yuezi and Xing Yangzi can drive flying swords, the feeling of flying swords and flying planes is completely different, so among all of them, the two of them are the ones who vomit the most.

Fortunately, I had already anticipated this situation before getting on the plane. Each of them sent a snakeskin sack, which ensured the environmental sanitation in the cabin. Xing Aotian looked at me as weird as he was. If his subordinates were useless, my boss would also lose his face.

Yuan Kongzi was calm and calm on the other side. He took a sip of wine and took a cigarette. He could still be so calm in such an environment. I really admire him.

Finally, the plane finally arrived at its destination. After getting off the plane, everyone seemed to have half their lives, and they all seemed extremely energetic. But that's true. If you can even breathe gastric juice and bile and other things out, you can only say that you are too awesome.

I am used to flying, so I have nothing to do. I look at the surrounding environment. The place where I see is yellow sand. A gust of wind blows, and the sand and gravel hit my face and it hurts.

Such a harsh environment made me very satisfied. I was afraid that Xing Aotian would take them to the plateau for exercise. You should know that after living on Kunlun Mountain for so long, facing the plateau climate is no different from walking on the flat ground. But now in this desert environment that is absolutely impossible on Kunlun Mountain, this has raised the requirements for them a lot. I also believe that only in such a harsh environment can I train the elites that satisfy me.

Xing Aotian kept looking at the watch on his wrist, and could see that he was waiting for someone. He probably came to pick us up. As the pointer on the watch kept moving, the expression of the fallen angel became increasingly ugly. Just as he was about to go wild, a military truck drove towards us in the distance. Fortunately, there was no need to worry about speeding here, otherwise, as the old man drove the truck to a speed of almost Ferrari sports car, then there must be a police station stick behind him. Unfortunately, it is located in the desert, so the old man's car was only rolling yellow sand, not the sticks that were always late in the police film.

When the truck was about to hit our large group of people, it shook its tail and... overturned! The dust raised from the overturn made our group very difficult.

After a while, a blond and blue-eyed foreign man crawled out of the cab with dust. Halfway through the climb, Xing Aotian stepped forward and pinched his neck and picked it up.

"How could those guys send you guys to pick us up? Do they want me to die on the road?" Xing Aotian carried the creator of the accident while cursing fiercely at the place where the truck came. The art of swearing in the Chinese nation was so melodious in Xing Aotian's mouth. For fifteen minutes, no sentence was repeated.

And the poor guy was carried by Xing Aotian in his hand for fifteen minutes. It is estimated that in a while, the poor guy will be pinched to death by Xing Aotian. Maybe Xing Aotian was tired of scolding, or maybe Xing Aotian felt that it was meaningless to scold the air. In short, he noticed that he was still holding a life in his hand.

Xing Aotian, who came to his senses, threw this guy on the ground like a bed bug. The poor man just expressed his dissatisfaction with Xing Aotian's rough behavior with his resentful eyes, and then began to breathe heavily. When he came to his senses, he complained in a half-dead voice: "Brother, can you not come here every time you meet? I will be killed by you sooner or later. I will finally have such a chance to drive, and it won't be enough to make me feel good. I'm so stingy!" It's not the first time Xing Aotian has carried him like this.

Before he could finish his words, Xing Aotian glared at him and stuck what he would say in his throat. Unexpectedly, this kid rushed to the car and looked like a man, but he spoke like March 8. If Xing Aotian hadn't stopped him from continuing to say, I think Yuan Kongzi, who was already impatient, would block his mouth with yellow sand.

At this time, the guy who was driving desperately noticed our existence. When he saw a stranger coming, the guy was filled with joy. He ran to us excitedly and started chattering again.

From his long nonsense, I know that the edge of the Sahara Desert here is, and our final destination is in the largest desert in the world. And people from different countries and organizations are also training at this Angel Mercenary base. It seems that this guy Alex really doesn't miss the opportunity to make money.

But after talking for a long time, I still didn't know what the name of this foreigner who was extremely 80 years old in front of me. After I asked this question, the guy calmed down a little. Suddenly, he immediately broke out a disgusting self-introduction: "Have I introduced me to you? That was really my mistake. Listen, I am the Wallace of the invincible human savior, the handsome nemesis, the handsome guy, the disaster star...!" I really don't know where he got so much saliva reserve, and he was not thirsty after saying so much for so long.

Halfway through Wallace's introduction, an empty wine bottle suddenly flew over and accurately smashed into Wallace's mouth, causing his disgusting self-introduction to end completely. Fortunately, I already knew the name of this guy.

Just glanced at the bottle of wine, I knew it was Yuan Kongzi's hand. He could drink a bottle of wine and never had any wine. There was only Yuan Kongzi, the hungry ghost in the wine. And this bottle was obviously the bottle I gave him just now. When I looked at him, he was humming a small song and smoking a cigarette comfortably like a person who was fine.

Wallace, who was almost unable to get up after being smashed by him, was busy trying to get out of his mouth, which was a damn bottle that didn't know where it came from. After all, the bottle was finally pulled out, and then it was made with a big tooth of Wallace.

"Who? Who did it? Stand up for me!" Wallace, who saw that he had only a few big teeth, was furious and took off the camouflage uniform full of yellow sand on his body and threw it on the ground. "If you have the kind of throwing a bottle, don't you stand up? Come out and fight me one-on-one!" It was not obvious that Wallace, who was extremely 80 years old, was quite well-known, which also made me look forward to this trip to the Angel Mercenary Base. Even a man of this 80s could be trained like this, so my disciples in Kunlun should not be worse than Wallace.

Just as Wallace was waving the bottle of wine like a clown and jumping up and down there, keeping clamoring, Yuan Kongzi, who had long seen the clothes on him, took off his clothes and threw them on the sand, and walked to Wallace one step and three times.

"I accidentally took off the wine bottle. Do you have any problems?"

Seeing that the person who threw the bottle finally stood up and spoke, Wallace was very excited. The time for revenge was coming. But when he found that the person standing in front of him seemed to be a little taller than his, stronger than his muscles, and more fierce than his aura, Wallace swallowed deeply. After a long time, he said, "Actually... I had wanted to pull out this tooth decay for a long time. Before that, I didn't care about him because I didn't have much money. Today, my brother threw away the bottle of wine, and he happened to help me get it done, hahahaha."

"It seems you said you wanted to fight one-on-one just now?"

"Haha, yes...yes, brother, you may not know. The word 'one-on-one' in our country means 'thank you', yes, 'thank you' means 'thank you'!"

After hearing Wallace's words, Xing Aotian couldn't be cruel enough to bury his head in the sand like an ostrich. It was so embarrassing. How could such a scum appear in his training camp? He must teach this kid a lesson when he goes back, and Wallace on one side suddenly shivered. Weirdly, why did he feel a little cold? So Wallace quickly picked up the clothes he had just thrown to the ground, patted the dust on it, and put him on his body.

When Yuan Kongzi saw that there was no fight, he could only walk back and put on his clothes with regret.
Chapter completed!