Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The blond man's cheeks were red and swollen, and a faint slap mark could be seen faintly.

He glared at Mo Qing angrily, but dared not speak out.

His self-defense pistol has been dismantled, and the opponent has a large number of people.

If you resist, you will only suffer from yourself.

Language is a bridge of communication between people.

Violence is a means of letting the other party build a bridge in person to communicate.

Mo Qing doesn't understand English, but he can use actions to express himself.

The blond man could feel his anger very personally when he was severely hit by him punch after punch.

Mo Qing shook her slightly sore palm, "get out"

The blond man with a bruised nose and a swollen face ran away in desperation as if he had received an amnesty.

Before leaving, he glanced back, his angry eyes seemed to say that he would definitely come back for revenge.

Mo Qing is not afraid of his revenge, the boat will leave early tomorrow morning, and it is unknown whether the two parties can meet in the future.

Even if the other party planned to bring people to block them, it was useless, because Mo Qing and others were going to the desert next.

In the vast desert, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

What's more, there is Zhang Chengneng on board to help them.

Mo Qing had already thought of all the possibilities before making the move.

This is a habit he has developed in the wild for a long time.

Everything will take a few more steps, and the backup will be safe.

"Are all foreigners so fierce nowadays? They always take guns." Lin Yuyan looked at the scattered gun parts on the ground.

"There are many incidents of live-action shootouts in foreign countries, which is normal." Zhang Yiming said, "Should we also prepare a few guns?"

"Is this okay?"

Everyone looked at Heyet.

"Several bosses, do you have a gun license?" Heyet asked tentatively.

Mo Qing shrugged, "Not really."

After all, this is a country, not a desert island without legal constraints.

Since you are in another country, you naturally have to abide by the local laws.

"I'm sorry, but you can't hold guns," Heyet said helplessly.

"Um"

"But there are other weapons for you to choose from"

"What?"

After a few minutes.

Heyet took a group of people to find the owner of the car dealership.

After learning about their intentions, the boss took out a few cold weapons from the counter.

Three open-edged Gurkha knives, two crossbows and fifty crossbow bolts.

Modern crossbows are not much less powerful than pistols.

It is quiet and silent when fired, with high lethality and a range of 30 meters to 50 meters.

It can definitely be called a sharp weapon.

Han Ling sold the weapon and rented two cars at the same time.

One of them is the Wrangler that Mo Qing had his eyes on, and the other is a Hummer.

In addition to the car and weapons, the boss also gave them two boxes of water and borrowed a few tents by the way.

In a place with severe water shortage like Dashi Country, water resources are very precious.

Especially after entering the desert, it is even more precious.

Therefore, most travelers will prepare plenty of drinking water before departure.

After packing everything into the car, several people drove to the market to buy food.

They will rest in the desert tonight and drive back tomorrow morning.

Mo Qing calculated the time, and the round trip did not exceed [-] kilometers. If he returns at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, he will arrive at [-]:[-] at the latest.

The ocean-going ship departs at nine o'clock, so there is enough time and there is still room to spare.

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the two vehicles left the village and headed for the ancient city [-] kilometers away.

car dealership.

The boss yawned and swiped his phone boredly.

Suddenly, several people broke into the store.

He glanced at the appearances of several people, none of them were from his country. Judging by their expressions, they were all ruthless people, and they probably had a few lives in their hands.

The boss stepped forward with a smile and asked the guests what's the matter.

One of the blond men pointed at his face and shouted, "Where did those yellow-skinned monkeys go?"

When the blond man was beaten violently by Mo Qing, the boss stood not far away and watched, so he naturally recognized him.

"They rented my car and left, as to where, I don't know"

In fact, the boss knew that Mo Qing and the others had entered the desert, and it seemed that they were planning to go to the ancient city in the desert.

This is the place that everyone who comes here will choose.

But he didn't want Mo Qing and the others to have an accident because of his words.

After all, they are still driving their own car. If the car cannot be taken back, they have to buy it again, which is too troublesome.

The blond man was furious.

A man next to him patted him on the shoulder, "Since I'm gone, we'll talk about it later, the most important thing now is to get down to business."

Afterwards, the group left the shop.

Looking at the group of people, the boss seemed to think of something, and muttered, "It's another group of greedy guys, that gem is not so easy to find."

After speaking, he sat back on the chair and continued to scan his phone leisurely.

About 10 minutes later, Xu was tired, and the boss was about to turn off the phone when a push message came.

He opened it and frowned slightly, "Is there another storm coming?"

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Occasionally, the wind blows up the sand and spins in the air.

Millions of years ago, the grains of sand on the ground were once huge chunks of rock.

They are incredibly hard.

After countless years of exposure to the sun and wind, the rocks cracked and became stones, and then the stones became gravel.

In this area, years use the wind as a blade to grind down the edges and corners of the rocks and turn them into sand grains as vast as stars.

Where the wheels are run over, there are traces left by the wind.

Mo Qing looked at the endless desert, and there was no road to travel here.

The vehicle is driven entirely in the sand.

Both of the two vehicles they selected have strong off-road performance, even if they are galloping in the desert full of yellow sand, they are very easy.

In the desert, the most you can see is the sand dunes piled up by grains of gravel.

Vegetation is rare.

There are no landmark buildings here.

So it is very easy to get lost in the desert.

As a tour guide who has been walking in the desert all year round, Heyet is very familiar with this area and can be called a living map of the desert.

With him around, Mo Qing and the others don't have to worry about getting lost.

At this time, Heyet was sitting in the co-pilot of the Hummer, driven by Zhang Yiming, and Song Lingxiu, Ayi, and Lin Yuyan were sitting in the back seat.

The space of the Hummer is large enough, even if the back row is full of three people, it doesn't look crowded at all.

Mo Qing and Han Ling were the only herders in the rear car.

The rear seats of the Wrangler are folded down and connected to the rear compartment, which is specially used to store supplies.

The goods purchased today, water and food are basically in their cars.

Mo Qing was smoking a cigarette, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and his shirt was half open, revealing his strong chest muscles.

Quite a tough guy style.

Han Ling leaned on the window with one hand, the co-pilot's window was slightly opened, and the wind blowing in from the outside was hot.

Suddenly, surprise flashed across her calm face, and her eyes turned to the man beside her.