Chapter 1437 Green Scorpion

The dusk on the desert is beautiful, the setting sun on the horizon is round, like orange, without heat, but it looks very warm, and the sand on the desert has become the color of gold, the sun shines on people, It's like it's been plated with gold. …≦, the long and scattered figures fell on the ground, but it can be seen that some people's shadows have the shape of guns of different lengths. Pistols and assault rifles and light machine guns.

"Mr. Nasrra—what a coincidence!" Zhen Fan spread his hands and walked towards Yousef Nasrra, who was opposite, "I didn't ask you to protect me, so...you What is the purpose of coming? Is it because half a million dollars is not enough? We have reached an agreement."

"No, no, Mr. Zhen, you are a rich man, of course you know that half a million dollars is just a drop of water in a river." Nasrla said to Zhen Fan, "Of course I won't be satisfied, you will be satisfied Is your current wealth? No, people’s pursuit of wealth is endless. There are countless treasures in the underground palace of Ramses II. It is said that all the wealth he collected from his battles are in his underground palace, so... ...This is what I pursue, so... If you want you not to hinder me, I will not threaten you. You do yours, I do mine, and we live in peace. How about it?" He spread his hands as he spoke , said to Zhen Fan, but he was always holding a pistol in his hand, and then shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, let's not interfere with each other!" Zhen Fan said to him, "I hope you keep your word. You know, I have a lot of money, I don't care about the wealth here, I just want to find the one who is missing here Girl, all right. Now let's find our own, goodbye, Mr. Police Chief!" Zhen Fan pointed at Mr. Nasrra, turned and left.

"Mr. Nasrra, do you want to kill them?" A bald man spit on the sand, and then said to Nasrra, "Anyway, we have found the place. Otherwise, we have found the place." , want to share with them?"

"Don't worry, after all, the gate of the underground palace hasn't been opened yet. Let's wait until they go in. Anyway, we will follow behind. If there is any danger, we can let them bear it first. Do you want to be the first to explore the way? Nasrra smiled disdainfully at the bald man, "It won't be too late for us to kill them when they find the treasure. We set up a tent here. It seems that it is impossible to dig today."

While Nasrla was setting up the tent, Zhen Fan also started to set up the tent. They had no plans to start looking for the gate of the underground palace immediately, and everything will be discussed tomorrow. Although it is said that Janice Foer is missing. But the situation is not very clear now, and it is night, so of course we can't act rashly.

Soon, night fell. The nights in the desert are very cold. The temperature difference between day and night is very large, so both Christina and Tommy Atkinson put on thick coats. And pissed off the fire in front of the tent. Not only did Zhen Fan light a fire here, but several fires also lit up there. They were drinking over there, very loudly. It looks very noisy.

Zhen Fan is not idle here either,

Drink a beer while grilling meat. While chatting with Christina. Mainly talking about Ramses II. Zhen Fan is more interested in the history of Ramses II's campaigns. Fortunately, Christina was well prepared. She found a lot of information and explained it to Zhen Fan carefully.

"I found a very strange phenomenon, that is, during the battle of Ramses II, many records or legends about him will mention a phenomenon, this phenomenon is that when large-scale battles are carried out, some abnormalities will occur Changes in the weather, such as lightning and thunder, storms and even hail, etc. These weather phenomena can often help Ramses II achieve great victories, which is why he has never failed." Christina said , while asking Zhen Fan his own questions.

Zhen Fan nodded and said: "I also have such doubts. If Ramses II really has an immortal body, or the abnormal naturalness that will appear every time he goes on a large-scale battle phenomenon, I can only draw one conclusion, that is, Ramses II has the ability to manipulate these.”

"If a person can control the power of nature, this will be a terrifying existence, so he won consecutive battles. As for his immortal body, it can be explained. But...how could he be Killing people? This is a bit unreasonable, according to this speculation."

"Perhaps... there may be other reasons. When the underground palace calls, maybe we can find the answer from it!" Zhen Fan nodded to Christina, then looked at the underground palace, feeling faintly in his heart that the underground palace is real. Some of them are not simple, and they may have something to do with what they are looking for.

Tommy Atkinson next to him is already asleep. He couldn't hold on for a long time. Although Zhen Fan gave him some vitality to restore his physical strength, after all, he was tortured in a mental hospital, so he couldn't stand the sleepiness and got into the next tent to sleep. Zhen Fan looked at Christina who was also a little sleepy, and kept yawning, so he said to her, "Go to sleep first, I will sit here for a while."

"Okay, I'm going to bed, and you should go early too. We'll open the gate of the underground palace as soon as possible tomorrow." Christina nodded, then stood up, and walked towards the tent over there. Three finished tents were arranged in a zigzag pattern . Christina's tent is in the middle.

"Hey, little girl, if you can't sleep, you can sleep over here. My tent is so big that it can accommodate two people!" Suddenly a person over there yelled loudly at Christina, and the rest of the people yelled. There was a hey laugh, the one named Christina was that bald head, and he was waving at Christina.

Christina raised her middle finger at him unceremoniously, then ignored him and got into the tent. It caused those people to burst into laughter. Suddenly the bald man let out a strange cry, and reflexively scratched around as if being stabbed by a needle, screaming horribly while scratching: "Scorpion, my God, it's a scorpion, it got into my clothes just now!" Well, ah-God, it bit my finger."

The bald head suddenly covered his fingers and knelt on the ground, and everyone saw a green-brown scorpion get down from his fingers, and then burrowed into the soil, they were shocked. Get up in a hurry to see if there is such a terrible thing under your body, because now the bald fingers have swollen rapidly.

"Stretch out your finger!" Suddenly Nasrah took out a sharp dagger, and pressed the bald finger on a stone, and cut off the finger immediately after the blade passed. Immediately, Shitou let out another shrill scream. It caused Christina to stick her head out of the tent, looked over there and said, "Did something happen?"

"Someone just lost his finger, go to sleep. I guess it will be a sleepless night over there!" Zhen Fan said to Christina, shaking his head. Christina looked at Zhen Fan suspiciously, then looked over there, blinked at Zhen Fan, and said with a wink: "But, thank you." She retracted her head and fell asleep peacefully went.

It's been a mess over there. The bald man whose finger had been cut off yelled at Nasrla crazily: "Are you fucking crazy? This is my finger, not yours. You cut it off right away? I am You hired them, not your servants, you can do whatever you want, believe it or not, I will shoot your head off with one shot." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his pistol at Nasrah, aiming it at his head .

Yousef Nasrra snorted at him disdainfully, then sat down, took out a cigarette, put one in his mouth, took out the lighter, lit it, and took a comfortable puff. He puffed out smoke and said, "Idiot, you should thank me, if I hadn't cut off your finger, you would have gone to God by now. Go and see for yourself that stupid finger you dropped on the floor, See what it looks like now."

The bald man froze for a moment, gritted his teeth, and looked at the fingers on the ground. Under the reflection of the fire, the fingers were completely black and swollen badly. Already double the size of its original shape. It can be seen that the poison of this scorpion is very strong. If you don't cut off your fingers in time, you really don't know what the consequences will be.

"This is the most poisonous scorpion in the desert. Fortunately, the pure black scorpion is even more poisonous. Once bitten by it, within ten minutes, you will have to see Allah." Nasrra shrugged his shoulders, " It can only be blamed on your luck, cut it off in time, and bandaged it yourself. If you see this kind of thing in the future, it is best to hide it far away, or trample it to death. Its poison can poison three heads Elephants, and the king cobra, the most powerful desert species, are even more poisonous."

The bald man moved his lips, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it. His finger hurt so much, so he found the first aid kit from his backpack, disinfected his finger, and wrapped it up. Then sat down very depressed. The other people have already raised their vigilance, and their eyes are all on the ground. I'm afraid that there will be some terrible bugs or something.

"Go to sleep. We'll get our treasure tomorrow after we've recovered enough." Yousef Nasrra said, walked to the side of the tent by himself, and got in. Now only the tent is the safest. The guys who wanted to warm up and eat meat all left the fire one after another and hid in the tents.

In this way, the night gradually turned into an opportunity in the noisy atmosphere, and when the fire in the fire was slowly extinguished, the entire desert was plunged into boundless darkness. And this desert doesn't seem to be so peaceful, but has an increasingly dignified atmosphere. (To be continued..)