Chapter 3, Crazy Hell

"Sir, wake up, sir, please wake up!"

Someone whispered in his ear, and his tone and voice were a little strange. I slowly opened my eyes, and a soft blue light came into my eyes. I stared at the top of my head, then closed my eyes tightly, shouting in my heart: hallucination! This must be an illusion!

"Sir, please wake up, sir!"

The man was still screaming unrelentingly. I had to open my eyes again, look at everything in front of me, and find myself lying in a strange **. The bed just fits closely with my body. I doubt how people can make such a delicate thing, and this small room is also extremely delicate, on all sides. The wall made of what material is, and there is no gap in it, and there is a soft blue light falling from above. Turning my head slightly, I saw a modest young man standing in front of the bed. His face was very handsome, but his clothes tightly attached to his body made people feel very strange.

"Sir, do you want me to give you a hand?" The young man asked me carefully with a concerned look on his face.

"No!" I struggled to get into the bed and suddenly found that I was also wearing that strange clothes, short sleeves, and some letters and patterns on the chest. It was a very soft fabric, but it was a fabric I had never seen before. This kind of clothes were very comfortable and fit on my body.

"Sir, do you want me to take you out?" The young man opened the door for me first, and then I noticed that the door was tightly stitched with the wall. If he hadn't opened it first, I wouldn't have noticed the door. I carefully stepped out of the door. There was a narrow corridor outside, and the walls and floors were clean and spotless. I didn't know how to go that way. The young man had followed me and motioned to me, "Sir, please come this way."

I looked back at everything in the room again and saw that there was nothing in it except the strange small bed. There were some metal machinery at the head of the bed, and there were many strange black ropes on it. Looking at the shape, I guess it was something on the head, and there was something like a lid on the side of the bed that was opening inward, making That bed looks like a box with the lid open!

"Sir, please go this way!" The young man politely urged me. I followed him silently, through the quiet corridor, and finally turned to a larger room. A blonde lady greeted me and motioned me to come to a table before handing me a small card and saying, "I'm sorry, sir, your bank deposit is zero. We don't Accept the overdraft. You have to have enough deposit to continue the game. We will keep your ID for 24 hours. You are welcome to come again next time!"

I turned a deaf ear to her words and only stared at a wall beside me. There was a strange window on it, about one foot wide and three feet high. There was also a person in the window looking at me with strange eyes. Suddenly, I was cold and straight upright. I was a little familiar with that face, with dark hair and pale eyes and facial features. Soft, there is nothing to call a special feature, except that there is no scar, which is exactly the same face as me that I have seen in the ghost city magic pool!

I was shocked and couldn't help touching the scar on my face with my hand. I saw the man in the window touching his smooth face like me, but he touched the other cheek with the other hand, and then showed the same surprise and horror in his eyes!

No! No scars! There was no roughness from the wind and sand in the desert. I shook my hand and touched my face and suddenly realized that the man in the window was me!

Illusion! This must be an illusion! I punched my nose and wanted to drive away all these illusions in front of me with pain!

"Bum!" When my fist hit my face, I covered my nose and couldn't help screaming. My nose was sore and painful, and tears gushed out. It felt really uncomfortable, but the hallucination in front of me remained unchanged and did not disappear because of my pain. I suddenly realized that it was too fucking real to be a hallucination.

"Sir, are you all right?" The blonde lady asked me with concern. I covered my nose and shook my head. I turned around and walked out of the door. I didn't know where to go. I just wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible!

"David! You send this gentleman out!" The blonde lady immediately ordered the young man, who led me through the very strange corridors, stairs and halls, and finally came to the gate.

"Sir, you'd better see a doctor." The young man said goodbye to me outside the door and looked at me away with worried eyes. I looked blankly at everything outside, surrounded by a house that was straight up and down, as steep as a knife and axe, higher than the mountain. I couldn't even look at its peak when I raised my neck. There are metal monsters with four wheels flying by on the street, occasionally making harsh calls. At the same time, there are strange stinky farts behind their buttocks, and the air is also filled with unpleasant smells. The sky floats like fog and clouds. I suddenly feel cold all over. This is simply the world I have seen in my dreams!

Just as I stood on the street, a four-wheel monster suddenly "squeaked" in front of me, with a head! A person's head! Suddenly, he came out of the monster and asked me with a smile, "Sir, where are you going?"

I was shocked and instinctively shouted, "I'm going back to the ghost city and tell me where the ghost city is?"

"Ghost City?" The head looked confused and cursed in a low voice, "Idiot, do you think it's Halloween?"

"Do you know me?" I was a little surprised, "Tell me where this is?"

The head shrank back, but the scolding still came out: "It's fucking unlucky to meet a madman when I go out!"

The four-wheel monster ran away with a harsh roar. I looked back helplessly. The door that I had just left has been closed. I seem to understand that if I want to go back to the ghost city, I must go back to the room first. I never believed in strange magic power before, but now I suspect the room and the bed that I just left. It may be the altar of the wizard!

"Dip..."

A harsh scream suddenly made me jump. I looked up and down for a long time before I found that the sound came from a pocket of my clothes. I put my hand in and carefully took out a small rectangular thing from my pocket, with some buttons and a window on it. The window was flashing. It lit up and I wanted to stop it from screaming again, so I tried to press the button above. Suddenly, a face gradually appeared on the window and shouted at me, "Where the hell have you been? You haven't answered the phone for so long? Do you still want to do it? If you don't want to do it early, I'll find someone else!"

I stared at the little man's face in surprise and couldn't speak.

"There is business now. Come here quickly, Building 179 Smith Street. I'll wait for you at the gate of the building!" The villain continued to roar, and I quickly took it away for fear that its saliva would spray on my face.

"What are you still doing? Come here quickly!" The villain's face was full of anger.

"I, I don't know how to get there!" I finally said a word.

"You are such a fucking idiot!" The little man was even more angry, "Stop a taxi and tell the driver the address!" Hurry up!"

As soon as the voice fell, the little man suddenly disappeared. I stared at the little thing in my hand and couldn't help turning over to look for it. I really couldn't figure out where the little man could hide it? After looking for nothing for a long time, I had no choice but to give up, talking about the address said by the villain, and decided to go to that place first.

I walked along the empty street and took more than a dozen steps. I couldn't help looking back at the mountain-high house that had just come out. Then I noticed that there were several words bigger than people standing on the towering house. I had never seen them, but I instinctively recognized them, and immediately read them with a strange pronunciation. Come out: "Welcome to the real fantasy and experience infinite wonderful things with limited life!"

I walked aimlessly along the street and really didn't know where to stop a "loan". When I was at a loss, an elderly lady came towards me, holding a small curly dog in her hand. I was surprised that the dog was also dressed. Seeing the lady's charitable face, I summoned up the courage to stop her and stammered, "Excuse me, do you know where there is a taxi?"

The lady looked at me blankly: "What did you say?"

Only then did I find that I used a different language from her. I immediately changed it to her language and repeated it again. The lady's face first showed strangeness, and then turned into sympathy. She said to me softly, "Wait here, I'll stop you."

After saying that, she waved to the street, and a four-wheel monster suddenly "squeaked" beside her. She opened a door on the monster and waved to me like a child, "Come on, let this gentleman send you back."

I looked into the monster's stomach and immediately understood that it was not a monster but a kind of artificial machine. I hesitated for a moment before carefully getting into its stomach and telling the address that the villain had just told me to the middle-aged man sitting in front of me. Before the four-wheel machine started, the kind lady was The middle-aged man in front whispered a few words in his ear, and I only vaguely heard one word: retarded.

The four-wheel machine made a deep roar. I was a little dizzy. The tall houses on both sides quickly retreated, so that I couldn't see any scene outside. After about a meal, the machine stopped. The man in front of me came out to open the door for me and patiently waited for me to come out before saying, "You don't It's time to pay. The lady has just paid for you. After saying that, I quickly closed the door and got back into the machine. Now I have guessed that it is called a taxi and galloped away like a stinky fart.

"Why the fuck did you come here?" A rude voice shocked me. Looking back, a fat-eared guy was roaring at me. He, he, actually looked exactly like the little man in the small square box in my pocket! He kept complaining, "I've been waiting for you for half an hour!" If you don't want to do it, get out of here as soon as possible! Idiot!"

"You, do you know who I am?" From his expression, I knew that he had known me before and finally met someone who knew me. I didn't care about his rudeness and immediately asked.

"Who are you? You are the biggest idiot in the world!" The fat man roared impatiently, and then waved his hand and said, "Follow me. The fire station guys can't wait!"

I followed the fat man and entered a towering house. Everything in it made me feel novel. What was particularly strange was that the fat man took me into a very small metal room. After the metal door of the room closed silently, the fat man pressed a button next to the door, and I suddenly felt like falling down. After a while, it became about to float up, and my head was dizzy and uncomfortable. It was strange. The metal door of the small room opened silently to both sides. I was surprised to find that the scene outside the door had completely changed in a moment.

"Come with me!" The fat man waved me out and came to a door along the long corridor. The door had been split by a sharp weapon, and a disgusting rotten smell floated out of the door. The fat man covered his nose with a piece of cloth and pointed to the door and said to me, "The old man inside has been dead for half a month. The body bag has been ready to pack and carry him on his back. Hurry up, more than 100 layers, enough for you to carry it for a while.

"Why should I carry a dead person on my back?" I'm very puzzled.

"Why?" The fat man stared at me, "Because you are a crow!" It's a temporary worker hired by the crematorium to dispose of the body! Boss, if you don't want to do it, at least do this ticket and let me carry it, can't you?"

I was speechless. Under the eager gaze of the fat man, I silently got into the split door. The stench in the room became stronger and stronger. I suppressed my nausea, put the body that had begun to decay into the body bag, and then carefully tied it up and resisted it on my shoulder. Fortunately, it was not very heavy, and I was strong enough. This job was right. I don't think it's hard.

When I get out of the door, I will go to the small room where I just came. I believe it is a magical small room that can quickly let me return to the place where I came from.

"Hey, hey! The body can't take the elevator or the stairs. Have you forgotten the minimum rules? The fat man chased me and shouted, "Otherwise, what do you crows do?"

"Where are you going?" I don't understand.

"Go to the fire ladder, this way!" The fat man led me to a hidden door. There was a narrow iron ladder outside the door. Outside the house, I looked out and was surprised to find that the street below was very far away, as small as ants, and we were in the sky very high!

"Take your time to recite it, and I'll wait for you below!" The fat man said and left me and walked away quickly. He got into the small metal room and disappeared. Now I finally know that it's called an elevator.

I carried the body and slowly walked down the fire ladder. The scenery on the ground was as unreal. On the way, I rested five times and took half a day to resist the body to the ground. The fat man had already waited for me below with an impatient face. When he saw me coming down, he immediately ordered me to throw the body on a four-wheel machine. I recognized that the word on it was "matorium".

"Okay, it's finally done!" Looking at the four-wheel machine that said " crematorium" going far away, the fat man took out a pile of colorful paper, counted a few of them, and said to me condescendingly, "You can go to play for a while, but I advise you to play less games. Look at your ghost now, and your face is pale, just like white. It's the same!"

I took those colorful pieces of paper and looked at them over for a long time. I really didn't understand what it was, so I had to ask the fat man, "What is this?"

The fat man opened his eyes wide and stared at me and shouted, "Hey, are you all right? You don't even know the money, do you? I advise you to see a doctor!"

Money? My heart "clucked" and I was full of excitement. I remember that the money was made of metal coins made of gold, silver, copper and iron. I have seen a lot in Xianshui Town. I have never heard that flower paper can also be used as money, unless I suddenly remembered the customs of Orientals. After death, people have to burn paper for him and let him be a money in hell. Is it money? Thinking of this, I was in a cold sweat. Is this hell? Have I been poisoned to death in the ghost town?

"What? Do you think it's too little?" The fat man looked disdainful and threw two more to me and said, "Take it to the doctor. You'd better be energetic next time, or I'll find someone else!" After saying that, he ignored me, turned around and got into a taxi on the street and farted away.

I held a few pieces of paper money tightly and couldn't help thinking about it. Am I dead? But if this is hell, how can there be dead people? Or a dead ghost? Will ghosts also die? The sky gradually darkened, and I looked up at the gray sky, which was strange in my heart: Is there a moon in hell?

"Hi! Dude! Do you want a cheap game disc? A half-year-old child, oh, no, is a little ghost, sneakingly flashed to my side, slightly opening his clothes, revealing many colorful small circles inside, and whispered to me, "There is a hot-blooded seventh generation, the ultimate version of half-life, the latest legend, and your favorite biography of Jinguliang Wenhuang Qixia, only It costs 10 yuan each. If you want to buy more, I can get a discount.

"Do you have anything to eat?" I asked seriously. After carrying the body for a long time, I felt very hungry. Now I am only interested in food, and there is another strange feeling in my heart: Will I be hungry even if I am a ghost?

The kid stared at me with strange eyes and said in a strange tone, "Yes!"

"What's there to eat?" I'm curious. I don't know what to eat as a ghost. Don't be human flesh!

Fortunately, the kid didn't take out the broken hands and feet or bloody meat that scared me, but just raised his middle finger to me and said, "Dick!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away and disappeared to the corner. I was stunned for a long time to understand that the kid was playing a prank. I didn't expect that the kid in hell would also play a prank like a human.

Walking aimlessly along the street, I had to ask a very well-looking lady again. Oh, no, it should be a female ghost. She patiently pointed me, "There are hot dogs on the street corner."

Hot dog? I guess it's a live dog or a newly killed dog. Anyway, as long as you don't eat people, let alone hot dogs, I dare to eat hot cows and horses now!

It was easy for me to find the small shop. The words "fresh hot dog" were written on the door. When the shopkeeper handed me the "hot dog", I confirmed it three times in a row before I hesitant to take it over. I carefully looked at the thing in my hand and couldn't see any connection with the dog. I carefully bit it softly. The soft fragrance goes straight to my forehead. The taste is faintly familiar, but I'm not sure if I've eaten it before.

"Sorry, please show your ID cards. Now it's a temporary inspection!" Several big men in dark basket clothes and big hats broke into the shop and shouted politely to everyone. Everyone looked at them calmly, and then took out a small card and gave it to the big men.

"Sir, please show me your ID card!" A big man came to me and asked me without any emotion, politely and undisguisedly strict. Seeing that I shook my head blankly, the big man looked more serious and put away the last polite question, "Isn't it or not?"

"I, I don't know!" I said, I really don't know what an ID card is.

" Stand against the wall! Open your legs! Hold your head with both hands! I suspect that you are a stowaway and that you have weapons or drugs. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say will become evidence in court!" The big man suddenly picked me up and pushed me to the wall. I didn't know what he was going to do, so I had to do what he said. The big man searched me carefully for a long time, and finally took out a small card from the pocket of my clothes. The big man looked at the card carefully, then looked at the card again, and finally asked in a suspicious tone, "Your name is Pete? Li?"

I shook my head blankly, and then nodded and said, "Maybe, probably, maybe, maybe, right?"

The big man turned his head to a small black box on his shoulder and shouted, "Headquarters, check the Chinese ID number 731150796 for me to see if he has a criminal record."

After a while, the box gave a strange answer with a "sand" noise: "Peter? Li, a Chinese-American Merrick, a computer software engineer, is now unemployed and has no criminal record!"

The big man returned the card to me and said to me in a lessonful tone, "Next time you encounter a temporary inspection, you should cooperate, or I can sue you for obstruction of official duties!"

Looking at a few big men going out, I carefully checked the card in my hand. There was a small and delicate picture on it. Obviously, it was me, but it was younger than what I had seen before. I gently read the name on it--Peter? Li! Is this my name in hell?

After the third hot dog was completely loaded into my stomach, I began to think of Samba's instructions before his death and the fate of the last survivors of the caravan. Without me as a guide, they would definitely be lost in the desert. Thinking of this, I looked gloomy and sad for their fate and my own incompetence. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind and recalled what the blonde lady said today. I was brought here from the ghost city because I didn't have money. If I had money, I could continue the game!

I suddenly rushed out of the shop and ran madly to the high building with an altar. After a few steps, I had to stop. I completely forgot which direction it was! The scream of the taxi on the street reminded me that I raised my hand like the lady I met today. A taxi stopped in front of me with a squeak. I couldn't open the door for a long time. The young man sitting in front of me opened it for me, and I got into the taxi's stomach.

"Where to go?" The taxi was walking slowly, and the young man asked me without looking back.

Where to go? I opened my mouth and suddenly found that I didn't know the name of it at all.

"Sir, if you don't figure it out, please get out of the car!" The young man looked cold and slowly stopped the taxi. I sweated and said with my hands, "There is a big sign there that says: Experience infinite wonderful things with limited life. Welcome to the real fantasy!"

The young man suddenly laughed, "Do you also like 'real fantasy'? What have you played? I am also obsessed with it. Now the whole world is crazy about the 'real fantasy', and people all over the world are its players!"

The taxi was flying. I was speechless and didn't know how to answer. The young man said to himself, "It seems that you are still a novice. The biggest feature of the 'real fantasy' is completely real, with a complete sense of substitution, plus time illusion and memory closure, as well as slowing down metabolism like hibernation and so on. Electronic technology allows people to experience a completely different life in a short period of time, just like the most famous advertising slogan: experience infinite wonderful things with limited life!"

I was at a loss and didn't understand what he was talking about at all.

"It's here!" The taxi suddenly stopped, and the young man smiled and said to me, "Maybe one day we will meet in the game. I really hope we can still get to know each other in the game, but unfortunately this is impossible."

I gave him a piece of paper money, and then hurried down to get a taxi. In three steps and two steps, I broke straight into the high-rise building with an altar. Immediately, a blonde girl greeted me. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure. From her tall and toned back, the light and fast pace, I was sure it was the desert female bandit leader. The back of a gust of wind! By the time I was about to catch up, she had disappeared into the maze-like corridor.

"Sir, please come here!" It was the previous blonde girl who received me. I took out all the paper money and stared at her worriedly and asked, "Is this enough for me to go back?"

The girl looked at me strangely, but she still nodded and said, "Of course, no problem, although we rarely accept cash." After saying that, she told the young man next to her, "David, take this gentleman to the game room!"

I followed the handsome young man and quickly lay down on the small bed-like altar. He put the metal hat-like thing on my head. My eyes, ears and nose were immediately completely covered, and I couldn't see a trace of light. Then I felt that he closed the lid of the bed, and then I heard him ask me, and there was a sound. "Sir, are you ready?"

I answered, and then I felt a strange feeling of invading my body. I was falling into an illusory whirlpool, and my consciousness gradually blurred, as if I had fallen into deep darkness.

"Wake up! He woke up!"

Someone in my ear was calling in surprise. I felt that I was held by someone to lie higher, and then my mouth was pried open, and cool water slowly flowed into my mouth, moistening my dry throat. I slowly opened my eyes, and the bright sunshine forced me to close my eyes again. I asked with no effort, "Where am I?"

"Wake up! You finally woke up! I've been in a coma for almost two days!" An excited voice nag beside me, and I remember happily that it was Father Harry's voice, and he had rarely nag like this.

"How do you feel now? Does it matter?" This is Tony's voice, and there is a trace of excitement in his calmness. "We have walked out of the ghost city and are now heading east."

"You woke up and scared me to death!" This is Daisy's voice, which is very gentle and pleasant. "We still have to rely on you to take us out of the desert. You promised my grandfather!"

My consciousness gradually became clear, and I immediately remembered some sporadic memory fragments: saltwater town, Lord Samba, Sea of Death, Ghost City, Daisy, Protector. I opened my eyes again and recognized several people around me one by one, exactly the same as I remember, but more tired and dusty. The first time I noticed Daisy's face without a mask, I found that she was very gorgeous! I noticed that Father Harry was still looking at me worriedly with doubtful eyes. I didn't know whether I should say my experience of hell or just a hallucination. After hesitating again and again, I decided not to say it for the time being. I'm afraid that it will make everyone believe more in strange and chaotic magic power and cause greater panic and inertia in everyone's hearts.

"Where are we now?" I avoided Father Harry's inquiring eyes and struggled to stand up. Except for feeling a little weak, there was no more discomfort.

"Now we are a day and a half away from the ghost city." Tony said calmly that he had regarded me as a reliable partner and a reliable backbone. I put my hand on the pergola and squinted at the direction of the sun and hesitated to say, "The sun can't be accurately positioned. After the stars appear at night, I will draw our way forward according to our itinerary, hoping that it is not too far away from the scheduled route."

We rode the camel and continued to move forward, and a small team of people walked alone in the boundless desert. After night came, I knew that we had slightly deviated from the east according to the subtle changes in the direction of the constellation. I drew our route on the sand and comforted everyone: "We can correct the deviation tomorrow."

Everyone silently looked at the route I drew. It has been 21 days since we took the new route. We have walked more than 1,000 miles on this road. The ghost city is about 200 miles behind us, indicating that the arrow of our way forward stops at our current position, and the front is still endless. In the unknown desert, no one knows what else is ahead. How long will it take for us to get out of this damn sea of death?

We surrounded the camel, and everyone curled around the camel to rest. The camel's warm fluff can protect us from the cold at night. Of course, we don't forget to plant a tile pot on the ground. Everyone takes turns to monitor at night. Although there are only two men left in the "a gust of wind", everyone knows that she still won't Let us go.

I huddled with Father Harry and Bass. As soon as I opened my eyes, I could see Daisy huddled between Tony and Fleet. Looking at her with some mystery, I couldn't help but think of the words before Samba's death: You are the protector! I really want to know what a protector is. Is my mission to protect her? What puzzles me more is that I have heard the word "protector" more than once in my dream! I want to ask Daisy these questions, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity. I hope she can answer them for me. As for the illusion of these two days, I don't know if anyone will believe it if I say it.

At dawn, I felt the camel leaning suddenly ** up. When I fully woke up, I saw Neo, who was in charge of the night, sleeping soundly with his head tilted, and the camel's ** became more and more intense, which also shocked Tony and Fleet opposite us. We immediately took it. Standing up with weapons, we happened to see three people in black killing from outside the camels. Fortunately, the surrounding camels stopped their pace, otherwise we might be killed in our sleep.

From the vigorous posture of a knight on a gray-white saddle, I knew that she was the bandit leader. Looking at the dirty appearance of her horse without a color, I knew that she was not better than us all the way.

Tony and I went out with all the men. The three bandits immediately retreated a few steps and then rushed straight towards us. We had no horses, so we had to escape in panic. Although we were many, Tony's injury had not recovered, and my strength had not recovered. Father Harry and the old bitter gourd had little combat effectiveness, and the rest Except for Fleet's little knowledge of knife skills, Neo and Bass only relied on brute force to fight, and the three of them actually forced us into a hurry.

"Let's get together, don't disperse!" I greet everyone, and I know that if we run away, we will be immediately defeated by a " gust of wind". Gathering together can at least pose a little threat to the bandits.

The three bandits retreated more than a dozen steps. Seeing that we gathered and hid behind the camel, they couldn't help but hesitate. If they rushed, although they had an advantage, they were not sure of winning. After hesitating, a " gust of wind" whispered a few words to a bandit. The bandit nodded, suddenly took a few steps forward, raised his neck and shouted at us, "Give us that woman, and we will let you all go, or sooner or later you will be trapped by us in this sea of death!"

Before I could answer, Fleet was already shouting: "Don't think about it! Unless you kill us all!"

Several bandits whispered a few words, and then slowly forced us. As soon as I saw their posture of controlling the horse, I guessed their vicious intention. They were going to kill our camels! This is also the most despicable and vicious shameful behavior for bandits in the desert. It is more contemptuous and despised than the unarmed women and children of the murderer, but it is the best way to deal with us. At the time of the sneak attack, they had killed our two camels, and finally the remaining dozen camels were our**. If the camels died at their hands, we would die of thirst in this desert sooner or later!

Before I had time to warn everyone, the bandits approached our camels from different directions, but did not attack us directly. They only swept away from the camels at the speed of horses. Immediately, camels were injured and fell down. In the first wave of attack, three camels fell, but there was nothing we could do. What's worse, camels Frightened, he began to escape everywhere, and it was easier to be intercepted by the bandits!

"Protect the camel! Everyone tries their best to protect the camel!" I roared and rushed up with a knife, and now protecting the camel is more important than protecting my life! Tony grabbed a camel and flew up, trying to use the camel as a mount to fight with the bandits. Unfortunately, the camel was not a war horse and did not listen to the command at all. The acceleration was far less than that of the war horse. He was chased by a "a gust of wind" and hit his hind with a knife from the back. Tony, who was in a hurry, could not resist it at all and immediately fell from his hunchback. "a gust of wind" Immediately, the horse stepped on Tony, and Tony dodged left and right on the ground, but he could never avoid the threat of a gust of wind. Seeing this, I didn't care about others. I immediately flew over and cut at the horse's hoof with a knife. She suddenly raised her rein, jumped three feet lightly, and almost jumped over my head and went straight behind me. I looked back, and my face suddenly changed. Everyone was busy protecting the camel, but left Daisy alone, and the " gust of wind" was galloping towards her, holding a knife in her hand, murderous!

I stood there and there was nothing I could do. At this time, only heard a roar, and the tough Bass actually stopped himself in front of the running horse and rushed to the front of the running horse. The man and horse collided with each other. Bass screamed and flew down more than ten feet like a doll. He fell flat into the sand and splashed sand all over the sky. The horse was hit and lost his balance. One side fell down, and at the moment it fell to the ground, the machete in its hand suddenly came out and shot at Daisy, who was stunned not far away!

The knife flew away like lightning, and everyone stopped and stared at this scene in a daze. Except for Farrett, who ran away, tried his best to jump and stopped in front of Daisy. Finally, he caught up with the knife at the last moment. He was nailed to his chest by this knife and fell flatly to the ground.

I roared and rushed to the "breeze of wind" that was struggling out of the horse's abdomen. The knife in my hand hit her like crazy. My unruly knife did not seem to pose much threat to her. The third knife was grabbed by her wrist and hit my knee, and my knife immediately fell to the ground, but a small stumbling under my feet also I tripped her to the ground, and I pressed her up and vowed to capture her alive!

She clasped my wrist and twisted it back hard, almost breaking my wrist. The severe pain from my wrist made me sweat all over, but I was determined to sacrifice one hand to capture her alive! I would never relax after desperately oppressing her. She even changed several anti-pressure methods one by one by one. I stared at her close, and my wild eyes roared: "Don't escape! You can't escape!"

She was also staring at me. Her blue eyes gradually softened. Because of the struggle just now, the scarf had loosened, revealing half of the beautiful face. At this moment, there was a smile on her face. Then she suddenly let go of my hand and said, "I won't escape, but you don't think so. Is it very rude to clinging to a lady?

I was stunned, and then I felt the conve and concave feeling under my body. I couldn't help but loosen my leg. As soon as her leg was free, it suddenly hit my life root, and a huge pain was like a rhinoceros. I couldn't help screaming and being thrown aside by her. I covered my lower body curled like shrimp, moaning in pain, watching her turn up and kick my chest and abdomen fiercely. I instinctively hugged my chest and finally sacrificed my arm to protect my chest and abdomen!

Neo roared at her, and Dad Harry also rushed to her with a knife, and Tony was also running here on the other side. She had no choice but to give up her attack on me and turned to meet Father Harry who rushed to the front. I clearly saw her slap and cut him in the throat before Father Harry's knife fell. Falling down the yellow sand is like an old camel who is powerless to fall down. Just as Tony and Neo surrounded, a bandit had come to respond quickly. He bent down and stretched out a hand to the " gust of wind". She immediately grabbed it accurately and fell behind the bandit like a butterfly with the momentum of the war horse. The two roared away, and her shout came from afar: "Hand over the woman , or you will all die!"

Holding the dying Fleet and seeing that the machete almost completely pierced his chest, I knew that no one could save him. Although I didn't have much affection for him, his heroic posture at the moment he flew to block the knife was always in my mind. Holding my hand tightly, he was saying something with difficulty. I fell to his mouth and could faintly hear him saying, "send Daisy to the East and promise me!"

Seeing me nodded sadly, there was a trace of peace on his face, his eyes gradually lax, and his hands slowly loosened and left calmly.

The three bodies were gradually submerged by the yellow sand. It was Fleet, Harry's father and an unknown bandit. I looked at Bass, who was seriously injured and more than a dozen camels who died tragically around, and the "a gust of wind" that had broken his legs and was once extremely handsome, but now it is now mourning, and I can no longer suppress my heart. Angered, he went straight to Daisy and asked with hatred, "Everyone is dying for you. I want to know why this is?"

Daisley's face was pale, but she was very calm. She said faintly to my eyes without fear, "You have no right to know, no one has the right to know."

"No right to know?" I laughed, pointing to the dying Bass, and pointing to the sand pile that buried Fret, "All these people, Samba, Fleet, countless warriors, guys and coolies, and even the 'breath of wind', are all fighting for you and dying for you, but you tell us that we have no right to know? Don't you have the right to know the reason why we are desperate?"

Desley lowered her eyes with a trace of sadness in her eyes, but her lips were tightly squeezed and she was obviously not going to answer any of my questions. Seeing this, Tony suddenly said softly, "Okay, idiot, don't force Daisy. My Flying Eagle Warrior and I are the bravest Samurai of the Sani clan. My people accepted the selfless gift of Lord Samba, so we promised to escort them all the way to the Silk Country. It is our responsibility to protect them. As for my incompetence in the current predicament, even if I am the Flying Eagle Warrior is left alone, I will do my best to Daisy sent it to the East without asking any reason.

"You are a samurai, but I am not. We are not!" I pointed to the surviving coolies, "We didn't sell our lives to Master Samba. Although there are only two people left in the ' gust of wind', they can't be traced here by horses. They must still have camels in the depths of the desert. She will leave at least two people to guard the camels, so they still have at least four people, and we can't escape. After the pursuit of the hound, as long as the 'bump of wind' gives all its strength to let go, we will not have any luck. With her determination to kill Daisy despite her own safety, I believe she will do so soon!"

Speaking of this, I paused and stared at Daisy resolutely and said, "Since there is nothing we can do, you don't give us a reason to work hard. I don't want to die in a muddle, so I'm going to break up with you. Everyone divides the remaining camels according to their heads and run for their lives!"

Several coolies looked at me and looked at Daisy hesitantly without saying anything. Tony stared at me and said coldly, "All camels, grain and water are the property of Master Samba. Now they belong to Daisylie, and no one has the right to divide it."

"Ha!" I laughed, "I won't talk about it along the way, just now. If it hadn't been for our hard work hard work to protect, not to mention these camels, even Miss Daisy would have lost her life. What kind of property would we have? We have the right to get what we deserve. Besides, in the face of survival opportunities, everyone is equal. There is no difference between rich and poor. Anyone who wants to stand with me all the way, please come!"

There was almost no hesitation. Neo helped Bass stand up, and then the old bitter gourd. I said to Tony and Daisy, "We are four people and you are two. Considering that you are a woman, we only need two of the last four camels and half of the food water."

"None can move a camel!" Tony pulled out the machete and his eyes were murderous, but I knew that he was bluffing, so he said calmly, "Okay, we will accompany you if you want to do it!"

"Wait, I'll tell you why!" Daisy suddenly stopped me and Tony. I was just relieved, but she said in a natural tone, "Because you are the protector!"

"Fuck the protector!" I was furious, "I don't know what a protector is, and I don't believe that I am a protector or any other god. Tell me the real reason for all this, otherwise everyone will run for their own lives!"

Everyone looked at Daisy silently. Obviously, everyone wanted to know the reason. Daisy and I looked at each other silently and peered into her determination. I suddenly found that Daisy's eyes were extremely calm and resolute, far beyond ordinary people. Although she finally retreated and made concessions, I knew that Not because she gave in to my threat, but because she had a blind trust in me.

"Okay, I'll tell you why." She finally lowered her eyes and said faintly. I was relieved all over, and there was a kind of fatigue and liberation after the war. I knew that if I persisted, it must be the one who would lose. Even if I could bear to leave a weak woman and break my dying promise to the two people, I couldn't accept being hit by a " gust of wind". The defeat and decadent, the perseverance and perseverance of "a gust of wind" have aroused my fighting spirit, and I have long been determined to deal with her to the end! She forced Daisy to say the reason for all this, but she didn't want to work for others in a muddle.

"It's just that even if I say the reason, I'm afraid you may not believe it. Even if you barely believe it, you may not understand it." Daisy said and looked around at all the survivors, and then slowly sat down on a saddle. Her condescending look and tone made me very unhappy, but I didn't show it. I just sat down calmly and said to myself: I've even been to hell. Is there anything strange that I can't understand?