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#442 - Chapter 441 Sand Racing

A dozen or so minutes earlier.

Qi Jing, led by Xiao Fifteen Point Six Two Four, pulled Tan Zuoyin through the portal and arrived at a side courtyard of an embassy, saving a great deal of travel time.

However, the embassy's location was still quite a distance from the otherdimensional gate in the Hasala Desert.

After all, the embassy came first, followed by the otherdimensional gate, and the gate appeared in the middle of a desolate desert full of sand.

So, they had no choice but to drive towards it.

Even though it was all sand, there were many people on this route, so their speed wasn't too fast.

In the driver's seat, the bored Qi Jing looked at the large truck ahead and turned his head to ask Xiao Fifteen Point Six Two Four in the back:

"Six Two Four, tell me about the information behind this otherdimensional gate."

Xiao Fifteen Point Six Two Four, with a stiff posture, suddenly spoke with a start:

"Report! The place behind the otherdimensional gate in the Hasala Desert is named the Hasala Mudflat by us, because behind the gate is all mudflat!"

After saying this, he closed his mouth and continued to sit upright in his seat, staring straight ahead.

"That's it?"

"Report! That's it!"

Qi Jing asked in confusion, "Are there no cities inside the otherdimensional gate?"

Every otherdimensional gate is an unexplored territory and opportunity, how could there be no cities built there.

"Report! There weren't any three years ago!"

"What about now?"

"Report! Unknown! The main body hasn't paid attention to the otherdimensional gate here in the past three years!"

Before Xiao Fifteen became the guardian of the Geng otherdimensional gate, he used to run around everywhere and knew a little about everything, but after becoming the guardian, he didn't pay much attention to these minor foreign matters.

Tan Zuoyin in the passenger seat checked the information and said:

"There are some. Although the otherdimensional gate in Sand City is all mudflats, some companies built a small city in the mudflats using special materials. It was completed a year ago, but very few people live there, less than one-fifth of Sand City outside."

"The dwarves' goal must be something behind the otherdimensional gate. There must be dwarves inside, go and kill them all!"

Qi Jing's mind was still full of the idea of killing dwarves.

Tan Zuoyin looked at him like this and suggested:

"Want to have a sand dune race? You need to relax now. The excitement of racing can give your nerves a little rest."

"Okay."

Qi Jing nodded. He also knew that he was a bit too emotional now and needed to clear his mind and adjust his mood.

Buzz ~

Qi Jing slammed on the accelerator and swerved the steering wheel to the right. The black Batmobile left the road like an arrow and drove into the depths of the desert.

The sudden feeling of being pushed back and the high-speed stimulation behind him did make him feel a little relaxed, but it wasn't enough.

"Little Bat, open the convertible mode for me!"

The car's artificial intelligence directly retracted the roof after hearing the order, and the windshield was almost completely retracted as well.

The whistling wind reached Qi Jing's ears, blowing his whole body backward, feeling great.

At this speed of two hundred miles per hour, not only the wind, but also the sand in the air was constantly slamming against his face, like a delicate massage, stimulating every cell on his face.

"Fang Sheng, you jerk, my head is full of sand!"

Tan Zuoyin in the passenger seat didn't have such thick skin as him. Being hit by sand was still very painful for her.

Although Qi Jing took out a mask and covered her face in time, a lot of sand still got into her hair.

Not only in her hair, but the car was also full of it.

"Awesome! Zha Yin, look, it's even more awesome standing up!"

Qi Jing stood up directly, letting the steering wheel turn by itself, while he spread his arms and embraced the desert wind.

Standing up wasn't enough, he also conjured a windbreaker and sunglasses for himself.

Listening to the constant tearing sound of the windbreaker, Qi Jing felt great!

"Awesome, huh? Let you be even more awesome."

Tan Zuoyin picked up the谪仙伞 (celestial umbrella) in front of the car, bent down to avoid the wind and sand, and stepped on the accelerator, making the super chariot even faster.

"Awesome—Six Two Four, is it awesome?"

"Report! Not awesome!"

"Not awesome? Accelerate, accelerate, Zha Yin, keep accelerating! Hey? I seem to see a group of small black guys robbing a girl, crash into them!"

......

Time returns to the present.

Qi Jing looked at the guy named Old Second opposite him, holding a gun at him, and chuckled.

Who was he? At a distance of a dozen meters, how could he be hit by such ordinary firearms?

Under the perception of Observation Haki, he only slightly moved his body to dodge all the bullets.

"You dare to fight back, I'll send you some more good stuff to try."

Seeing the rest of the people in this car also raising their guns and aiming at him, Qi Jing raised his right hand again and gave them a few hits each.

Without any sound or light, a small hole the width of a finger appeared on the foreheads of everyone in this car.

Seeing this strange scene, the red-hats in the next car knew that they had provoked someone tough this time.

They looked at Qi Jing walking towards them, their legs were trembling, and the guns in their hands trembled and couldn't be raised.

"Hero, good man, we were blind! Please let us go!"

The drunkard in the driver's seat immediately jumped out of the car, knelt on the ground, and said in fluent Chinese:

"Handsome guy, we have a guide from the Hasala Mudflat behind us. We'll give him to you, let us go."

Qi Jing walked up to the people in this car and showed a standard eight-tooth smile:

"Yo, why are you speaking Chinese? How did you know I wasn't from the kimchi country?"

He was obviously alone, but the aura of everyone in this car combined was not as strong as his, as if Qi Jing was a terrifying demon.

The drunkard raised his head and looked at Qi Jing's face affectionately:

"Grandpa, people from the kimchi country are not as handsome as you, and they are all a bunch of liars. How could they have such superb strength as you."

He learned Chinese in Chinatown in the beautiful country before. Although the grammar is quite standard, he still can't remember all the words.

However, a Tang person told him that when begging for mercy, he should look at the other person's face affectionately and call him grandpa, dad, handsome guy, uncle, etc., and make him happy, and his chances of survival will be much greater.

Qi Jing was also stunned when he heard his words.

Is this big black guy so able to bend and stretch?

"Although you praised me well, your eyes are too disgusting, and I don't have a grandson as black as you."

He raised his right hand, looked at the umbrella sword ring on his index finger shining in the sun, and with a thought, a thin beam of light was emitted, piercing the red hat's forehead on the roof of the car.

At the same time, the rifle that the red hat was preparing to sneak attack with was also deflected, hitting the drunkard's chest and abdomen.

"Ah" × 2

Two screams rang out almost simultaneously, scaring the remaining people into another shudder.

"Hit him!"

The red hat shouted with the last of his strength before falling.

Everyone in the car heard this and didn't have time to think. At the same time, they picked up the guns in their hands and fully poured the bullets in the magazines at Qi Jing.

Ah, I just wanted to kill the guy who attacked me, why are you all doing it?

Alas, it wasn't easy to find someone who could speak Chinese. It seems that we can't talk now.

Qi Jing fired a few more beams, instantly solving all the black guys and adding a few more shots.

Opening the Sky Eye may not necessarily kill you, you have to put a hole in the heart and throat to be at ease.

It was the first time he killed someone, so he had to develop the good habit of adding shots, otherwise how could he be worthy of his title of King of Caution.

No, he had to burn all the corpses to avoid future troubles.

"Explosion Flame Technique!"