Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

Thor left with Gudong, and Tiehanhan said that he would bring some Asgardian specialties when he came to Earth next time.

He came back to seize the throne. After Kirishima Kohan's enlightenment, Thor and his brother had a better chance of winning the war, maybe...

Three days later.

Wu Liuqi received a text message.

The sender turned out to be Adams.

He didn't remember that the Lone Ranger had the habit of sending text messages to others.

Different people in different places also received the same text message.

Kirishima Kohane, who was still lying in the Central Hospital, looked at the gray portrait that suddenly lit up.

Sylvie, who was also in the hospital, had recovered from her injuries and was about to start her next mission, also received a text message from Adams.

"Latitude 25 degrees 30 minutes north, longitude 27 degrees 47 minutes east. Come quickly, Adams."

What is this? Coordinates?

Wu Liuqi had just finished class. There was a computer in the office, so he checked the next coordinate.

"Egypt? Isn't he in the no-man's land of Mexico? Why did he go to Egypt again?"

Wu Liuqi zoomed in on the coordinates. This coordinate seemed to be in no man's land, with only a patch of yellow sand on the map.

Sylvie also checked the coordinates. When she saw a patch of yellow sand, she frowned. Then she called Adams.

"Hello, the number you dialed is not in the service area."

"Dududududu..."

Her brows furrowed even more tightly.

Adams and Sylvie have known each other for a long time. She even lent Adams a sum of money when the West Coast Mafia was in its most difficult period. At that time, they were too poor to afford a gun.

According to Sylvie's understanding, Adams may send text messages to borrow money, but it is absolutely impossible to send text messages to call people.

Even if the Lone Ranger dies, he will die in a deserted desert. Besides, that place is not in the service area. How did the call come?!

Something must have happened to Adams!

Sylvie directly violated the mission she had just received, took off her hospital gown, put on a black lining and tactical vest, and got into the dusty Audi downstairs.

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"Histria." Wu Liuqi knocked on the little loli's table opposite.

"I have something to do, please teach me a lesson."

"What are you going to do?"

"Perform mission."

"Bring me some Pu'er tea when you come back."

"OK, no problem."

Wu Liuqi came to a car shop. He rummaged through his wallet and took out a crumpled $50 note.

"The boss is still Wuling Hongguang. This time I rent it for half a month."

The Chinese owner of the store wiped the engine oil on his face and climbed out from under the chassis of a Maserati, "It's you again! Wuling Hongguang is gone!"

"No more? What is this car?"

"It's nothing." The Chinese boss slapped the hood of the car, "You ran through so many red lights! You still dare to rent a car from me?"

"Don't worry, can't I make up for the red light money for you?"

"Okay!! Pay the money first and then rent the car!"

Wu Liuqi tremblingly took out the wallet in his wallet, "I don't have any cash, can I just swipe my card?"

The boss curled his lips and said, "Okay, of course. This is a Chinese-owned store. WeChat and Alipay are also acceptable."

Wu Liuqi was counting how many red lights he ran through three days ago when he suddenly saw a Maserati, the same one that the shop owner had just repaired.

He realized a problem.

I am a ***!

Yes! Why did he drive Wuling Hongguang?!

"Boss, this Maserati was paid out along with the money for running a red light. I drove the car away."

"What are you doing? Are you so rich?!"

As he spoke, he typed a series of numbers on the phone.

"password."

Wu Liuqi knocked the number 6.

"******"

"Hey, you really have enough money. Okay, just drive away. I'll come back often in the future."

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...

Kirishima Kohane looked at the text message.

He is hesitating.

go.

Still not going.

There was no conflict between the two of them. Kirishima Kohan just didn't want to see that face.

Even though he is the same age as himself, he still sounds like an elder when he lectures him.

"--Eh."

Better go.

It would be terrible if something happened.

He first asked for leave with Anna, without mentioning Adams, and also took away an intermediate team.

the other side.

Wu Liuqi realized a problem.

A more serious problem than him suddenly discovering that he is a ***.

Egypt in Africa!

From America to Africa.

He actually wants to drive there?!

When his feet fell off the plane, he felt like he was mentally retarded.

"Hello, how can I sell this camel?!" The Arab wearing a white hat waved his hand at Wu Liuqi and kept making gestures at the same time.

This guy doesn't seem to understand English.

Wu Liuqi was in a small town, and the coordinates Adams sent were in the desert outside the town. He should have rented a car in urban Egypt.

It is impossible to communicate with this group of Egyptians who do not understand English.

Wu Liuqi stretched out his hand and gestured, "Camel, I want this camel."

The Egyptian wearing a white hat chirped something, and Wu Liuqi felt a little pain in his head.

"Use Qi to control scissors."

The blade of the scissors was pointed at the Arab's heart.

"I want a camel! A camel!! Do you understand?! This is money!"

In anger, Wu Liuqi thrust the entire wallet into the hands of the Egyptian businessman.

"All given to you!"

after one day.

Wu Liuqi was walking in circles in the desert.

He suddenly realized a problem again.

He can't ride a camel!

There is no other way except to pull the reins feebly and let it run on its own.

Moreover, he only brought a bottle of water before entering the desert, and now he has finished drinking it.

The cell phone is also out of battery.

"Damn it!"

"Why did I come to the desert?!!!!"

The other side of the desert.

The *** Mercedes-Benz G65 fleet arrived at Adams' coordinates.

Kirishima got off the car and used his hands to block the sun above his head.

"A few of you are preparing for the geological survey, while the others are setting up tents."

"What the hell is this place? Adams won't fool me, right?! Come here quickly?!"

He felt that the sand under his feet was a little soft, but he didn't pay much attention to it at first, until a boy he couldn't name started shouting loudly.

"Quicksand! This is quicksand! Go quickly! Go quickly!"

Kirishima Kohan looked at his little brother who had half of his body sinking. He gathered a ball of wind in his hands and pulled his little brother up from the ground.

"Everybody get in the car! Get out of here!"

Quicksand is nature's deadly mechanism. Once you get stuck in it, it will be difficult to get out.

Anyone who can survive the quicksand in history is God's favorite.

Kirishima Kohan looked at the convoy that was constantly seeping underground, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

He controlled the hurricane and tried to pull the convoy out.

But this huge quicksand pit seemed to have magic power, firmly attracting everyone and the car.

the other side.

Sylvie, who was in a car dealership in urban Egypt, looked at the real-time map in her hand. It was 25 degrees 30 minutes north latitude and 27 degrees 47 minutes east longitude. Centered on this coordinate, a half-pound weight of about 5 pounds appeared on the real-time bird's eye view.

Kilometers of vortex, it slowly rotates clockwise.

"Hello, I don't want to go cross-country anymore. Do you have a private plane?" Sylvie said.