Chapter 669 The Counterattack of the National African Affairs Bureau

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A round sunset, close to the horizon, dyed the sky and sand dunes in the distance a deep red.

The weather is sunny and there is no wind or sand.

On the edge of the desert, under a gray wind-eroded mountain rock, seven or eight sandy-yellow tents surrounded an ancient well, forming a temporary nomadic camp.

In front of the tent, a Berber wedding was taking place lively.

The bonfire dyed the surrounding area a fiery red, and camels snorted not far away. A dozen relatives and friends were sitting on the ground in front of the bonfire. In front of them, a pair of Berber newcomers, surrounded by several relatives and friends, were dancing a ceremonial dance. traditional dance.

The air is filled with the aroma of burning wood, food, drink, and joy.

"Yan, you are my most distinguished friend, Mohammed. Come and taste the most precious food of our Berbers."

The groom's father is a middle-aged man with a simple appearance and a big beard. At this time, he was smiling, with a few white teeth exposed under his thick black beard, and he looked beaming and very happy.

This handsome young man whom he calls "Yan" is naturally Wang Yan, the Son of Fire, who disappeared again in the qualifying round.

After leaving the two saints, he disguised himself again. After a long journey, tired and thirsty, he happened to meet two Berber families who were holding a wedding ceremony for their children.

Wang Yan simply pretended to be a lost traveler and gave the two newlyweds a gift of one hundred lambs as a congratulatory gift.

In Africa, the price of a lamb is actually very cheap, as low as 80 yuan. However, it is a precious gift for some nomadic people who cannot farm in the desert and can only rely on nomadic life without any financial resources. .

What's more, a hundred of the best quality lambs were given at once, which was simply more than the property of the two families combined.

When Wang Yan took out a stack of coins, all the hospitable Berbers present were so happy that they immediately regarded him as the most distinguished guest. The bride personally came out to pour water for him to welcome him.

In the eyes of these Berbers, this visitor from the East was more than just a local tycoon, he was simply a local tycoon.

Wang Yan did not regard himself as an outsider, and simply decided to stay here for the last two days and one night of the qualifiers, taste Berber food, and enjoy some exotic leisure time.

To use a line he heard from a TV series before, the most important thing in life is to be happy.

As for why not continue with the qualifiers?

God, don’t be ridiculous, now that the qualifying round is coming to an end, it is estimated that all the contestants are in a frenzy to score points, and at least half of them want to cause trouble for themselves.

If they find out about him, he will be exhausted. Besides, he already has enough points to advance. Instead of working to death, it is better to conserve his strength and wait for the hard work.

At this time, Wang Yan put on a set of traditional Berber clothes. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice anything out of the ordinary.

In addition, he has not dealt with the Berbers once or twice. After the genetic enhancement, his qualities have been improved in all aspects, and learning the language has become easier. Now he can understand and use some Berbers to some extent. patois.

He picked up the wooden bowl and took a sip of the rich goat milk. The blanket in front of him was filled with unique mutton, grilled buns, and some unique desert fruits.

But now the precious food handed over by the male host attracted his attention deeply.

"this is……"

Wang Yan looked at the wooden plate handed to him, which contained two round meatballs. After being simply grilled, the two meatballs were black and bloodshot on the surface.

The smell is very strong, like the goat's smell, you can smell it without getting close.

With such a combination of shape and smell, Wang Yan immediately thought of something, and his brows couldn't help but jump.

This thing looks like a special part of the male goat that was just slaughtered.

"Yan, only distinguished guests and male hosts are qualified to eat this." The bearded male host patted Wang Yan on the shoulder with a smile and recommended it with a very sincere expression, "This is good food. If a man eats it, it will be strong!"

Sure enough, it is some special part of the male goat!

When he thought of that special part, Wang Yan couldn't take it in his mouth. Coupled with the strong smell, just by smelling it, he kept mumbling, "If you want to eat this, are you sure you won't spit it out?"

"Well, I'm afraid it won't be good for me to eat, right?" Wang Yan smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, okay, you have the best meal. You are our most distinguished guest. You must try the most precious delicacies of our Berber people." The male host thought Wang Yan was embarrassed, and now he became more enthusiastic.

Wang Yan got closer and smelled it, and his heart twitched.

Although primary school teachers have taught us that we should respect the customs and cultures of other ethnic groups, but this, oh, it tastes so strong, you don’t really want to eat it, do you?

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While Wang Yan was enjoying the joy and precious delicacies brought by the Berber wedding, the entire Sahara did indeed fall into madness.

There are a total of 1,500 contestants, and nearly one-third of them have chosen to withdraw from the competition due to serious injuries, exhaustion, or difficulty persisting in difficult situations.

With the departure of a large number of players, it means that a large number of points sources have disappeared. It also means that every remaining player is an elite who can withstand the test, and every one of them is a difficult competitor to deal with.

There are only two days left. If you don't speed up and defeat your opponents and gain more points in this last time, it means that you will not be able to advance to the competition. You also need to be on guard at all times to avoid becoming the prey of other players.

Time seemed to begin to pass faster.

A state of nervousness and anxiety began to spread among every player.

The audience in the youth conference venue also tightened their nerves and became excited. Their moods rose and fell with every change in the arena.

As night fell on the fifth day of the qualifiers, the competition team also made a major decision.

"From now on, the points ranking system will be closed. No one on or off the court can check the points rankings, and the player points refresh time will be halved!"

The host Sean announced loudly, and the entire crowd at the venue exploded.

Many soft-hearted viewers began to shout that the competition system was cruel, while more viewers expressed that it was exciting and exciting.

The inability to check the points means that the players who were originally in the promotion rankings are no longer able to determine their rankings and whether they have been squeezed out by other players.

Those players who are not in the promotion rankings have even greater pressure. They have no way of knowing how many points they have before they can advance.

Coupled with the fact that the points refresh time is halved, this means that all participating players now have only one choice left.

That's fighting!

Only by constantly fighting, constantly defeating opponents, and constantly squeezing out the last bit of your own strength can you ensure that you will not be eliminated and will not become a stepping stone for other players.

The already fiery qualifying match seemed to be fueled by the competition team, and the atmosphere suddenly became intense.

In the desert, the contestants who received the notice were completely excited.

Some contestants who suffered setbacks and got emotional even shouted at the drone camera that the competition team was crazy.

Of course, as the organizer of this competition, Super League President Emmons will not care about the complaints of these players at all. The big bosses on the rostrum are also very willing to see the miserable appearance of the players.

In their words, today's young people are just too squeamish and cannot be successful if they don't take care of themselves.

It was the Son of Flame who had never been able to deal with it, which made them feel very regretful.

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In the cold and silent night sky of the desert, a bright lightning arc suddenly flashed.

"Crack!"

The clear sound of thunder pierced the sky, and two members of the Australian Superpower Council were knocked to the ground by lightning arcs. Their whole bodies flashed with lightning, and they seemed to have been paralyzed by lightning and could no longer move.

"Wow."

With a strong gust of wind, a young man with white wings on his back hung in the night sky.

His golden hair was blowing in the wind, and he was extremely handsome.

"Oh, Lei Hong, we were wrong. We shouldn't have watched Japan and other countries encircle and suppress your National African Affairs Bureau, and we should also follow you to mend your sword. Let's admit defeat, let us go?" Two Australian members, Mao was shocked. He stood upright and lay on the ground begging for mercy.

"Humph, it's too late!"

A sharp female voice shouted coldly, like the edge of a long sword, cutting through the night.

Before the voice could even be heard, Gao Mingyue, who was standing with his sword behind his back, appeared beside the two of them on the ground at some unknown time.

A group of well-organized members of the National African Affairs Bureau followed the two of them, quickly surrounding them from behind.

At the beginning of this qualifier, the Japanese Alliance couldn't wait to surround Wang Yan and the entire National African Bureau. Because of this, the strong cohesion of the National African Bureau once again exerted its powerful force.

The scattered members quickly formed a team, and then, under the leadership of top powerhouses such as Lei Hong and Gao Mingyue, they not only smashed the encirclement and suppression by many countries, but now divided into several teams and launched an offensive against those alliance organizations.

Bao Xiong and Yuan Rou Rou led another team to launch a counterattack against the Indian organization.

Of course, this was also the result of Wang Yan's restraint and the final annihilation of the main force of the Japanese Alliance. Otherwise, the National African Affairs Bureau would be doomed this time.

But even so, there were still many members of the African Affairs Bureau who were unwilling to surrender and beg for mercy. They were brutally beaten and eventually tortured to serious injuries and were directly eliminated.

Those tragic scenes were unforgettable to many people present.

"Pah, pah!"

Gao Mingyue scowled angrily, and swept away with his kick. The two Australian members flew out like sandbags, stared blankly, and fainted on the ground.

"This is the price for attacking our National African Affairs Bureau!" Gao Mingyue's tone was cold and full of majesty.

She then withdrew her gaze and looked around at the members of the African Affairs Bureau, "There are still two days left, we have to let those guys have a taste of the anger of our African Affairs Bureau!"

"Roar!" More than thirty members of the National African Affairs Bureau around them all shouted with power.

Lei Hong saw it in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with high fighting spirit. He slowly raised the Lei Qi gun in his hand, and coldly uttered one word: "Fight!"

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