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"Who are you! How dare you disrespect the Holy Army!"

Several Saudi military police came around, riding camels, pointing at the crowd with the whip handle in their hands.

"Get down immediately and accept the inspection of the Holy Army!"

The Saudi army calls itself the "Jihad Legion of the Desert and the Storm", or "Jihad" for short.

Chen Xing gave Huozui a wink. Although the latter was a little unwilling, he immediately released the whip and took a step back.

"Lord Holy Army, we are just a group of travelers passing by. We will keep our duty and will never cause trouble to you." Chen Xing said with a smile. People have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves. In the event of a conflict, there will be endless enemy armies waiting for them.

In this case, even a legend can't save it, unless Aaliyah or Triris come, it will be a disaster for them.

"All come down and be examined!"

The gendarmerie of the Saudi state held on tight, insisting that everyone go down for inspection. With Chen Xing's identity there, he must not dare to be checked. Although the identity function of the black watch has failed, there are still many things on him that can prove his identity, such as the ring of the kingdom.

Taking a step back, even if the other party doesn't recognize the Ring of Kingdom, with the usual style of the sand people, in all likelihood, they rob it. He, the prime minister, can't lose such an important proof of power, can he?

"one two three four five six seven eight…"

Chen Xingmo counted the sand people in his sight, and at the same time reminded Huozui Pang Li with his eyes that he was ready to launch a thunder strike at any time to clean up all the nearby sand people.

It's a huge risk, but it's better than letting it go.

"Are you trying to rebel against the Holy Army?"

"I'll say it one last time, get it all down!"

The Saudi military police were arrogant and arrogant, seeing that the conflict was about to break out.

The next second, a figure appeared in front of everyone, standing in the midfield, separating the two groups of people.

"General, general!"

Seeing who was coming, the Saudi military police rolled down their camels one after another and knelt down on one knee in awe.

"They are all my friends, please don't embarrass them." A gentle but firm voice sounded.

The Saudi military police immediately nodded their heads and responded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then fled in a swarm.

After the gendarmerie left, the person who came turned around, his face wrapped in a turban revealed a pair of blue eyes, as crystal clear as gems, and as quiet and deep as the sea.

"Macroro!"

"No, no, it's Mr. Macrorow!"

Unexpectedly, the strong man in the sand country would make a relief for him, and the three of Chen Xing seemed a little surprised and flustered.

I saw McRollo nodded slightly and said, "What happened before, even if we are even."

"Next, we are in a hostile relationship."

"Don't let me see you on the battlefield!"

After speaking, a burst of yellow sand blew up, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

When his vision was restored, he was nowhere to be seen.

"The legend of the sand sea really lives up to its reputation." Huozui couldn't help it

exclaimed.

The rumored Macroro is a volunteer hero who has a sense of justice, sympathizes with the people at the bottom, and is willing to give.

This kind of situation is rare among the top powerhouses, and even rarer among the legends. Most of the top powerhouses are selfish and casual, and they are rarely really willing to care about things other than their interests, so many people regard them as superficial articles and false rumors.

But these people all experienced the corpse attack of the Black Death Continent. At that time, it was Microro who rescued them. In addition to today's events, they were all in awe of Microro's character.

"Yeah, if I had a choice, I really don't want to meet on the battlefield." Chen Xing sighed.

Microro has always been a sandman, and in the face of the national camp, all personal emotions will seem insignificant.

The chaos in New Edo did not last long. About half an hour later, there was a loud "hum" in the sky.

Looking up, a golden gate stands between heaven and earth.

The holy light poured out, and the gold and jade sang together.

But the door didn't open, no one appeared, just suspended in the air silently.

The guardian of the world, Ramsden did not show up, but everyone knew that he was here, and he was watching what was happening here.

Recovering from hesitation and fear, the people of New Edo held hands and silently fought the invaders.

On the other hand, the sand bandits seemed to have been castrated collectively, lost their initial ferocity, stopped atrocities, and gradually retreated from the city.

"Long live!" "These **** bastards!" "Go away, go away!" "Go back to your Dafangzhou."

The people of New Edo cheered as the last sand bandit out of sight.

Probably out of respect for the Sand Kingdom, one of the three kingdoms of the Red Continent, in order to avoid further escalation of the situation, Ramsden did not show up, but expressed his protest in a very subtle and restrained way.

The sand people did not completely lose their minds, and they were still in awe of the guardian of the world, and stopped looting New Edo.

After the order was restored, Chen Xing took people down from the roof. After tossing for a long time, I was a little hungry. The main task now is to eat enough food and then find a way to go back to China.

But at this time, there was a mess everywhere, and it was not easy to find a place to eat.

When they reached the corner of the street, a group of prisoners approached, escorted by the militiamen, running around with ropes.

"Come on, you rubbish!" "Dog traitor!"

The militiamen, armed with guns, cursed at the prisoners, and the crowd of onlookers spat at the prisoners.

In this era, there is never a shortage of guys who take advantage of the fire.

"Brother, save me!"

A familiar voice rang out among the prisoners. Looking at the sound, a young man named "Axiu" was actually in the **** team, his hands tied with long ropes.

"Brother, I was wrong, help me!"

Looking at this young man who was just getting along, Chen Xing couldn't bear it, so he reached out to stop the militiamen, pointed at Axiu and asked, "Did you arrest the wrong person? His girlfriend was raped by the sand people, so she should be the victim. "

Hearing this, the militia spat fiercely, "This bastard, his girlfriend has been raped, so he wants to **** other people.

Girls earn back. "

"Fortunately, we found out in time and didn't let him succeed! Otherwise, it would have killed other girls!" See you for the first time!"

Chen Xing was speechless for a while, and he felt a connection with such a wretched person, and he looked down on himself a little.

"Big brother, two big brothers, young people are ignorant, impulsive, make a little mistake, you can let me go, I will never dare again." The young man named "Axiu" struggled. Pleading, a snot and a tear.

"I promise, in the future, I will change my mind and be a new person!" Axiu raised her hand and vowed.

"Is it a small mistake? You are a big mistake!" The militiamen couldn't help but spit, "You are taking advantage of the fire and attempted rape, go to the Black Death Continent for the rest of your life to reflect on it!"

"Brother, help me, young people are ignorant..."

The wailing sound gradually faded away, and Chen Xing just wanted to rush up at this moment and kick the opponent's **** hard.

My girlfriend was raped, and I wanted to **** other girls to earn money back. What kind of immortal logic is this? It's so rude!

Just as Chen Xing was worrying about gains and losses, in front of the White Tiger City Palace, thousands of kilometers away, a scout stumbled up the stairs and rushed into the hall.

"I'm in a hurry, Grand Duke, thousands of miles away, I found the Sand Army!" The reconnaissance officer's tone was hurried, his face was covered in blood, but he felt no pain at all, and his eyes were about to bulge out when he spoke.

"Number, size!" The Duke Zhennan on the throne was calm, without a trace of surprise or panic, as if he had been psychologically prepared.

"Four hundred, five hundred, six hundred, or more!" The reconnaissance officer clenched his fists and showed grief, "In order to obtain accurate information, the first and second brigades of the Eastern Wilderness reconnaissance brigade were almost wiped out!"

"However, the number of enemy troops is too large for us to count."

"I see." Grand Duke Zhennan raised his hand to signal, "Go down and heal first."

"Yes!"

The investigator dragged a trail of blood and disappeared at the end of the red carpet.

The hall fell silent, and after a while, a sigh sounded from the throne.

"One hundred and thirty years, they have finally made a comeback..."

"At that time, I was still a child..."

Nangong Xuanwu on the throne closed his eyes and murmured, as if he was caught in a long-term memory.

"I followed the previous king and watched the countless sand people coming towards us at the foot of the city wall."

"Like locusts, they are overwhelming, densely packed, and crawling all over the ground, as if there are inexhaustible numbers and inexhaustible lives."

"In the end, we won..."

"The corpses under the city are piled up several meters high, but my father told me that it was just a new layer on top of the bones of the previous dynasties."

"He told me that the Red and Blue Kingdom is invincible!"

"However, at that time, we had the support of the entire kingdom..."

"And now..."

"We even disbanded the National Protector Army..."