Chapter 1665: The Black who Returned

inally came to an end. In the end, no answer was reached. The head, Ouyang Wu Kong, simply left with a flick of his sleeves, and several other elders also left angrily, leaving behind several incompe...Lao Hei, whose real name he'd even forgotten,

As the representative of the American Empire in Shule Ancient County, Old Hei has sent a lot of precious Hetian jade to those decadent capitalist countries over the years for the enjoyment of their upper-class society aristocrats.

Over ten years before and after.

Lao Hei's ability to remain steadfast in the ancient county of Su Le and occasionally receive visits from local officials when he came to the new city of Su Le was remarkable.

He always paid his taxes honestly for every business deal he made.

To talk about the prosperity of Shule New City, Hei Lao has a share of the credit, it's not an exaggeration.

That's true.

At this rate, in three years when he officially retires, he'll receive an award for Outstanding Businessman from Shule New City, and with a hefty sum of money, he'll head to Hawaii to enjoy his golden years. That would be the perfect ending.

He just had to pick up a satellite, as if digging his own grave. It was inevitable that he'd meet his end.

Since he had his men put the decommissioned weather satellite on a truck, he lost all ties to the award given to outstanding businessmen and completely renounced his status as a citizen of Hua Xia.

These days, he is living a hard life.

He was always worried, a squad of heavily armed Chinese soldiers would descend from the sky and take his head.

But he didn't regret it.

After all, he was the second most outstanding intelligence agent from the U.S. who had infiltrated China for thirty years.

His predecessor, of course, was the culprit behind a certain military exercise intelligence leak in Chinese history.

After finding the satellite, he returned to Shule Ancient County and personally met with all the bigwigs in the underground city. He divided all their interests among them, in exchange for those bosses promising to help him fend off the encirclement of the Dai military.

After ten days of heart-stopping suspense.

The Chinese military had no quiet time, he also received a message of support from the US side last night.

So, this morning, while the sandstorm had subsided, he used a fabricated bloodletting ritual to draw the attention of all the idle and riffraff. With his men, he secretly slipped away under cover.

In three hours, he could get to Shule New City.

There was a mercenary group disguised as an overseas tourist group, ready to receive him.

But just as the second hour had passed less than a minute, his convoy was stopped.

Mr. Gao was fishing ahead, the riffraff should probably change their plans and enter the city at another time.

This was what the person who stopped the convoy said with a smug look on their face.

At the mere mention of "Mr. Gao," Lao He, who had been enjoying himself immensely, was so startled that his soul nearly left his body. For once in a long time, he paled visibly.

He had never met Mr. Gao, but in this vast desert, no one was unaware of his formidable reputation.

That was a terrible person.

So terrifying that even Lao Hei’s heart trembled, he suspected that his theft of the Hua Xia Satellite had been discovered, and Mr. Gao personally intervened in this matter.

It's not uncommon to hear the saying "fishing in the desert."

The desert is also a sea.

Lao Hei could very well be a fish.

Trembling with boundless fear and guilt, Lao Hei immediately ordered a U-turn.

He felt that the ancient city of Shule, which was always threatened by disaster, would make him feel safer than being with Gao Xian.

When will Mr. Gao stop fishing

When will he leave again.

Having made up his mind, Lao Hei directly called the person who was supposed to meet him and said that Xing Qin was canceled.

What those American mercenary groups think or do, let's not talk about for now.

Just say Lao Hei.

Since he started walking back, a feeling of relief washed over him. It was as if the heavy burden he had been carrying on his shoulders had vanished.

Realizing this, Lao Hei was even more certain that avoiding Mr. Gao had been an extremely wise decision.

"Report, Black Boss, someone ahead."

"Huh"

The loud shouts of his men brought Lao Hei's relaxed mood to an abrupt end. He didn't bother asking questions, he just lifted his gaze forward.

A vast expanse of yellow sand, not a single soul in sight. Where did anyone even come from

Old Hei's eyes widened but he couldn't see anything. He turned his head and glared at the subordinate who had given the report, reprimanding him harshly.

My heart is aching.

Just now I clearly saw a car speeding toward here. How come it vanished after just a moment while I was turning around to report it

Could it be a ghost

Yes, it's by the ghost!

However, it wasn't a real ghost, but Li Nanfang, who was known as the Black Ghost.

Li Nanfang saw a long convoy speeding from afar. After a moment of stunned silence, he slammed on the steering wheel and drove into the undulating dunes of Shaqiuzi.

The Hummer, originally repainted and modified by people from the former Shule County, blended seamlessly with its surroundings.

It's hardly surprising that anyone could be seen hiding in the dunes these days.

With absolute certainty, even when the long convoy approached within a hundred meters, it would be impossible to see this Humvee through the two sand dunes. Only then did Li Nanfang open the door and jump out, immediately prostrating himself on the sand dune, raising his eyes to look around.

A black man, stronger than a muscular giant, whose skin was darker than jet and shone brighter than freshly mined coal, gradually came into view.

Li Nanfang immediately determined that the fellow was the Blackie he had been looking for.

"How did this guy come back"

He couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice.

It vividly portrays the worst aspects of human nature.

Shouldn't we be overjoyed to see the mission objectives return

Li Nanfang actually blamed Lao Hei for coming back, which is simply absurd.

Of course, being a scoundrel is also situational. This short moment of bewilderment is enough. It's time to rethink how to complete the task properly.

Li Nanfang was certain, among the convoy, that enormous truck, resembling Optimus Prime from Transformers, definitely housed a satellite.

If the satellite has been successfully handed over, Lao Hei will definitely not come back.

About 30 people were lucky enough to leave with Lao Hei.

Six drivers, eight gunmen, the rest are all thugs.

Li Nanfang only had one sand eagle, eight bullets, and it would be very difficult to go head-to-head.

Therefore, they could only strike secretly when they found a safe harbor.

Why are you so certain they will seek shelter and make repairs

The reason is simple, the never-ending sandstorm that covers the sky and obscures the sun is about to arrive in this area every day.

As I mentioned before, the surrounding area of Shule Ancient City, after enjoying three hours of tranquil dawn time before sunrise, will inevitably be engulfed by dust storms that last until midnight.

At their current pace, the caravan wouldn't be able to reach the underground city of Shule before the sandstorm hit.

There is reason to believe that Lao He's men will definitely seek shelter in a nearby harbor.

Don't consider anything else, all these people must die. Only Lao Hei can be left with half his life and handed over to the military for a show of appeasement.

Murder in the desert, without any hesitation, was child's play for Li Nanfang.

This was Li Nanshan's first time killing someone in the wind and sand.

"I hope the wind and sand here aren't as destructive as I imagine."

With a thought in his mind, Li Nanfang turned around and rushed to the car, putting on two water bottles, then walked towards Lao He's convoy.

Two legs chasing a four-wheeled vehicle, how long does it take to catch up This is definitely an unsolved mystery of the world.

For questions that no one in the world could possibly answer, Lao Hei and his men were too dismissive to even think about.

They were only thinking about which girl they would find to relieve their boredom after being battered by the wind and sand for several hours upon returning to Shule Ancient County.

Lao Hei's convoy stopped in a desolate, barren wasteland. Using their vehicles to create a perimeter, they formed a small fortress. As if on cue, the sandstorm arrived.

The dust on the ground was swept away by the strong wind.

Then, dust from afar was blown over and selectively settled on the ground.

In just a short hour, all the vehicles were covered with sand from top to bottom, and every living thing was buried in it.

But no one tried to clean it up.

The best way to camouflage oneself in the desert is to bury oneself in the sand.

Knowing the dangerous nature of this mission, Lao Hei's men would only be fools to remove the disguises heaven had bestowed upon them.

Another two hours passed. The couple, so close yet so far, couldn't tell if the thing crawling around them was a person buried in sand or a fallen cactus.

Such a result finally allowed Old Hei, who had been on edge for half the day, to completely relax.

"Two people stand guard, two hours on and one hour off. The rest of us rest in place. We could be called to move at any time. Everyone stay alert and avoid accidents!"

As the leader of a certain faction, Lao Hei hadn't given such an order to his subordinates with his own mouth for a long time.

In recent years, he has been living the good life in Shule Ancient County. He is a far cry from the days when he was just a subordinate, enduring the harsh winds and sand while delivering goods.

This time, he completely escaped, taking only thirty loyal followers with him. It made him relive the long-lost life of a desert wanderer.

Watching a group of subordinates obey his order to rest in place.

Lying in a car, only needing to listen to the sound of gravel hitting the windows, yet not having to worry about sand getting into your nose like Old Hei, I can't help but sigh at the ever-changing nature of life.

Oh, life in the ancient county of Shule was so good.

According to his previous lifestyle, he should be enjoying over an hour of sunbathing after which he would go back underground to receive service from beautiful women and then take a good nap.

What are you doing picking up a satellite for fun when you're bored

Another round of hardship in the wind and sand.

However, after weathering this sandstorm and finding another suitable opportunity to successfully launch the satellite, I could go to Hawaii every day to enjoy sunbathing without worrying about time limits. That would be much more worthwhile.

With hopes for a happy future, Lao Hei closed his eyes and slept soundly.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, a small mound of sand, barely noticeable, rode the wind and approached this haven from the storm.

In the blink of an eye, the small sand dune that was being moved against the wind came to a halt under the chassis of a large truck.

Li Nanfang slowly emerged from beneath the sand, the crimson in his eyes gradually fading.

In order to approach this group of people safely, he had to use the power of the black dragon, burying himself in the yellow sand and lurking within a kilometer's distance before finally going unnoticed.

Luckily, all the personnel left behind by Lao Hei were normal people with sound minds. They didn't pay attention to the direction of the downwind.

The power of nature is terrifying, the wind and sand in the desert are no less powerful than a typhoon.

That five-ton truck, weighing over five tons, had to stay in the Gobi Desert's sheltered spot, to avoid being blown over by the strong winds. It was an awkward situation these people couldn't possibly get out of.

Given this situation, how could anyone possibly come charging in against the gale

Even if you were driving a car, you would be blown right back.

Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable for the guards to only focus on Fengkou Qin's actions, because they simply haven't considered that there are demons in this world.

Li Nanfeng slowly stretched out his arms and gently placed the small sand scorpion he had picked up halfway on the ground.

Let the scorpion scuttle away, frightened, into the sand.

He scanned his surroundings coldly, determining his first kill target.

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