The Robbers Who Dare Rob Me Will Die

The next day, after packing up, everyone set off.

Not long after the treasure hunting team departed, a mercenary group entered the desert inn.

"You there."

The mercenary leader called the boss over and asked, "Where did those Chinese people from last night go?"

"Well..." The boss rubbed his thumb and index finger together, clearly expecting a bribe.

However, this time the boss ran into a tough crowd. After a good scolding, he reluctantly revealed the direction Hao Shuai and the others had left.

In the wind-swept desert, several people drove their vehicles in the direction indicated by the innkeeper. Along the way, they encountered Peach, who was searching for the meaning of life.

The car stopped beside Peach, and Hao Shuai waved, "Miss Peach! What a coincidence! We meet again. Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Yes, it's such a coincidence. Fortunately, I ran into you all, otherwise I would be in trouble. My camel just died of exhaustion." Peach's face showed a sad expression.

"Get in our car. If we're going the same way, we'll give you a ride." Hao Shuai said, pulling Peach towards the car roof before she could reply.

Night fell, and two off-road vehicles stopped on the roadside wasteland, where a bonfire was lit.

After dinner, everyone chatted around the bonfire for a while before retiring to their tents to sleep.

Eleven o'clock in the evening.

As everyone fell asleep, a group of desert bandits, riding camels and draped in black veils, quietly infiltrated the treasure hunting team's temporary camp. The two extras responsible for guarding the team's safety were instantly alerted.

"Bang, bang~~"

There was no unnecessary chatter.

Alas, the two extras were killed before they even had a single line, their roles finished.

The desert bandits began their slaughter emotionlessly.

They weren't as gentle as depicted in movies. In films, sand bandits didn't kill simply because the plot required it. In reality, they were clearly there to rob supplies and women, so why would they leave anyone alive? Extra A and Extra B were immediately riddled with bullets the moment they tried to resist.

"Whoosh!"

As the gunshots rang out, Hao Shuai immediately scrambled out of his tent and controlled a sharp iron skewer, sending it flying into the midst of the desert bandits.

It was the bandits' bad luck. Hao Shuai already had a severe case of morning grumpiness, and coupled with his recent acclimatization to the desert environment, his temper was short. He wasn't in the mood to follow Jack to the bandit's lair to rescue anyone, so he decided to send them to meet their beloved Allah instead.

In the air, the iron skewer, under Hao Shuai's control, would soar and twist. Each accelerated impact took a living life.

Under the cold moonlight, a bloody slaughter unfolded.

At this moment, there was an indescribable beauty in the desert.

In less than a minute, as the last desert bandit fell to the ground, Jack, Ada, Peach, and Elsa emerged from their tents one after another, gazing at the fallen bandits with shock.

"What happened?" Hao Shuai asked, feigning ignorance.

Having lived a life of privilege, Elsa and Ada had never seen so many dead bodies. They clung to Jack's sleeves in panic, their bodies trembling with fear. Only Peach was braver and handled the situation slightly better.

Jack, being a renowned explorer, was accustomed to life and death and remained very calm. He stepped forward, carefully examined the fallen bodies for a moment, and slowly said, "These dead men are likely desert bandits, who specialize in killing, burning, and looting in the desert. They prefer to raid desert camps in the middle of the night, plundering women and supplies."

"Who killed them now?" Peach asked subconsciously.

Jack shook his head, "I don't know. They died very strangely. Either their foreheads were pierced or their throats were shot through. Most of them died with looks of terror in their eyes, as if they had encountered something unbelievable."

"From the moment the gunshots started until all these people were killed, it was less than a minute. Who could be so powerful to kill so many people in such a short time using unknown methods?"

Looking at the scattered bodies of the sand bandits and the quietly sleeping camels, Jack was utterly bewildered.

In less than a minute, to kill over a dozen formidable sand bandits without even disturbing the camels... the thought sent a chill down his spine.

He, Jack, had ventured the world for many years, experiencing numerous dangers and strange occurrences, but this was the first time he felt genuine fear.

With so many people dead in the camp, Hao Shuai and the others didn't dare to stay. They immediately packed their belongings and found a random spot to rest for the night. The next morning, Peach, not being interested in gold, parted ways with Hao Shuai and the others, leaving alone on her camel. Hao Shuai and his group of four drove deeper into the desert. It was no longer suitable for driving, so they each carried a backpack and walked with difficulty, their feet sinking into endless sand dunes, where a single misstep could send them tumbling.

After walking for half a day, exhausted, they prepared to sit down and rest.

A gunshot, 'bang', startled everyone. Looking up, they saw the Sand Sculpture Duo laughing heartily.

"Thank Allah, you've finally come to me." The leader said, pointing a gun at them.

"Take us to Bugis's base quickly, or we'll shoot you."

Hao Shuai didn't want to deal with these two clowns. Seizing their chance when the duo wasn't paying attention, he snatched the guns from their hands and kicked them down the sand dune, one after another. Of course, Hao Shuai kindly threw them a bag of water.

The next day, although Peach was no longer with them, Hao Shuai, following the plot, led everyone to the tribe above the base. After being chased by the natives, Hao Shuai and the other three fell into quicksand and then into a pit.

After a few groans, Ada came to her senses and saw Hao Shuai holding a flashlight nearby. "Where are we, Hao Shuai? Why is it so dark everywhere?"

"I don't know. We just fell into a sand pit."

"I'm so scared, Jack, where are you guys?" Ada cried out, lying on the ground.

"We're fine. Stay put and don't move. We'll come to you," Jack replied from a distance.

"Scared now? Didn't you say dancing was a way to make friends with them?" Hao Shuai grumbled at Ada.

"How was I supposed to know their customs are so different from others! Oh, and shine your light on what's under me. It's so poky." Seeing that there was no immediate danger, Ada started acting foolish again.

"Uh, are you sure you want to look? I think it's better if you don't," Hao Shuai suggested.

"No, it's too creepy, hurry and take a picture," Ada urged.

Seeing this, Hao Shuai directly shone the light onto the skull beneath Ada.

Under the light, the skull appeared even more eerie and terrifying.

"Ah!!!! A dead person's head!!" Ada quickly got up and started jumping and screaming.

"I told you not to look," Hao Shuai could only cover his ears helplessly.

At this moment, Jack and Elsa, following the beam of the flashlight, arrived beside Hao Shuai, looking at Ada, who was screaming and jumping, with complete confusion.

"It's nothing, she was just scared by that thing on the ground," Hao Shuai explained to the skeleton.

After Ada calmed down, Jack and the others had already found some candles using the flashlight and lit them for illumination.

"This looks like the base we were looking for," Hao Shuai said, gesturing to their surroundings.

"Elsa, what are you looking at?" Hao Shuai asked as he walked over to Elsa.

"This person is my grandfather!" Elsa said, holding up a necklace with a cross from the chest of a skeleton.

Upon hearing this, Jack walked over to examine it. After rummaging for a bit, "Your grandfather was murdered," Jack said confidently, carefully flipping over the skeleton and pulling a dagger from its back.

"Really? Don't be sad, he's been dead for so long," Ada said as she came over to comfort her.

"I'm sad because I discovered my grandfather was murdered," Elsa said mournfully.

"Whoa, there's a diary too!" Jack exclaimed, enduring his disgust as he searched the body and pulled a small notebook from the corpse's chest.

"Quick, see what's inside, did he leave any last words? Did he write who killed him?" Ada urged Elsa.

"Advanced twenty kilometers today, four colleagues suffered heatstroke."

While Ada and Elsa were studying the diary, Hao Shuai, who already knew the plot, wasn't listening. Instead, he and Jack moved around, observing, and arrived at the next level of the base.

"I know why," Jack said when Elsa wondered why her grandfather was so sad.

"If I'm not mistaken, these people were your grandfather's guards. When they completed their mission, your grandfather gave them poison," Jack explained to the two women who had followed them to the lower level of the base.

"Oh~ No wonder your grandfather was so sad, after all, he had to kill eighteen of his own colleagues at once," Ada realized.

"The problem now is, there are only fifteen bodies here, plus the two above makes seventeen?" Hao Shuai said, channeling his inner actor.

"Where's the other one?" Ada also wondered.