Robert deliberately walked into an unmanned alley. Unfortunately, they were fooled with confidence. Even the fat man wearing round-framed glasses smirked: "Is this guy a fool? I thought Inmets would be smarter."

They did not think much about Robert entering the alley. In their opinion, Robert, who walked into the unmanned alley, undoubtedly sentenced himself to death.

As for why Robert walked into this alley.

They don't care, they only care about the money they will get later.

Robert also didn't care about the lives and death of these four people. Logically speaking, after all, Robert did not punish the other party's responsibilities and obligations. He should immediately get rid of the four people's stalking, and then both sides were in peace. Robert continued to look for the ticket office, and they continued to do their stealing business.

But after a little thought, Robert changed his mind. Since they are similar to local tyrants here, they must be very clear about the rules of the ticket office at the port. Moreover, if someone is a tour guide all the way, Robert can also avoid many unnecessary risks.

So, Robert moved quickly.

He didn't stop as usual, and turned around, looking at the four followers in front of him in shock.

Robert, who has city-level strength, has a simpler and more crude approach.

In that flash of kung fu, the back of Robert in front of the four people suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Taro Yamamoto rubbed his eyes. He was the youngest of the four. This is easy to understand. As long as he is an islander and has a short figure, he has penetrated into people's minds in the form of stereotypes.

However, being short does not mean being in a low state of intelligence. Taro Yamamoto believes that his IQ is top in the desert continent.

He could accept that they kicked the iron plate this time, and the four of them were killed by the other party, but he could not imagine that the Inmet disappeared in front of him.

Taro Yamamoto wiped the lenses of his glasses with his hand, and his voice trembled: "Shark, where did you see that guy go?"

Xiake is a scout-like existence in their team. He is famous for his fast speed and good eyesight in the nearby areas. He has a pair of squint eyes. At this time, these already small eyes have almost narrowed into a slit. He can't help but sweat coldly, because with his amazing dynamic visual capture ability, he cannot see the scene just now.

Shake said uncertainly: "That guy, disappeared?"

"Vanish?" another little girl shouted.

"You shouldn't tell me that there was a space-time crack in the place where he just disappeared... Just like those science fiction novels, what kind of space-time turbulence was that person just involved?"

Jasmine is an indigenous person on a small island with a difficult name. Because sailing trade has been popular in recent years, exploration has become popular, and his hometown has also been set foot in by merchants and explorers.

Of course, some slave traders are indispensable. They use some shameless means to deceive the backward natives and then take them to other places to sell them.

And Jasmine is such a miserable little girl. Her childhood was almost always "sold" and "buyed".

In addition to labor, it is labor, and of course, there is also physical humiliation.

Jasmine also hopes to have a stable family, but her life is very skinny. It is not like a romantic novel. The heroine will not be ruined even if she is sold to a brothel.

Jasmine once hoped that someone would save herself, but without exception, all hope was shattered.

"It's good to have a turbulent time and space flow, we're all in it, and we're dead early and reborn soon!"

"No, I told you not to read those science fiction novels anymore. Time and space cracks. If there is a time and space crack, why is there nothing happening around that guy?"

Hudson said in a deep voice: "Stop talking about it, it's not a space crack. I just seemed to have seen the afterimage."

Shake swallowed: "Remain...the afterimage?"

If it was a blink of an eye, Xiake thought for a moment. If it was a blink of an eye, the other party moved...

"Whose foot is this?" Jasmine's scream interrupted Xiake's thoughts.

In the cramped alley, it is naturally impossible for the four of them to move forward side by side. Hudson and Taro Yamamoto walked in the front row, while Shake and Jasmine walked in the back.

After Jasmine's reminder, Xia Ke also looked down at the back.

I saw that just behind Jasmine and her shoes, another pair of black leather shoes appeared.

Although the soil wraps most of the black leather shoes, judging from the exposed material, this is a pair of black leather shoes.

If you buy it in a clothing store on the desert continent, you will probably need several thousand desert coins. There is no way, desert coins are not worth it.

However, there is no need to wear shoes of this quality in the desert, which can easily become dirty on the desert continent.

And, almost useless.

Because there is not much high-end place in the desert continent, guests don’t need to wear leather shoes when they want to have fun. In fact, barefoot is the most authentic experience - even the top hotel only provides some novel ways to play.

Most foreign tourists do not come to hotels to spend money for the sake of high-end, but because geniuses spend a lot of money.

Xia Ke thought a lot, which is also his characteristic. When he sees something, he will involuntarily associate it with a lot.

But, but!

It's not just a pair of shoes.

But this person wearing these shoes!

Xia Ke suddenly looked up, and when and when he followed him, he thought secretly while confirming the image of the person in front of him.

boom!

This person...

Xiake's brain was like a flood, and his brain was running up.

Can't understand...

Can't understand...

Isn’t this person the Inmet person they followed?!

"So handsome... Is this the God of Death? It turns out that the God of Death is so handsome!" Jasmine was already suspected of being crazy.

She couldn't wait to reach out to Rob's chest, and when she touched the strong muscle, she laughed twice with a "hehe" in disregard of her image.

this……

Why did this little girl get started?

Robert slapped Jasmine's little hand away. His expression was very serious. He wanted to move behind them quickly, frighten them, and then have a conversation.

But I didn't expect that my actions had already scared one of them.

The others looked only a little better than Jasmine.

Even the most steady Hudson saw Robert appearing behind them for no reason, and he took a deep breath. His bald head was soaked in sweat from his heart, incoherent, and he had no style of teaming with the "strongest hunter".

"Your Excellency...Who is you?"

"Touch..." Jasmine drooled, and she reached out to touch her again.

Not... aren't you all afraid of death?

In order not to destroy his image, Robert had to pinch Jasmine's neck like a chicken. However, when Jasmine tried to lick her hand with her tongue, Robert could not bear it anymore.

"I'm not a god of death...you wake up."

"Death...hehe, Death, you are not Death?"

Taro Yamamoto said carefully: "Marry is just an indigenous person on a small island. She is free to worry. If you want to kill her, please give her some fun, but please save our lives. We are just passers-by here."

"Of course, if we can let Morisan go, we will be very grateful!" Taro Yamamoto bowed deeply after saying that.
Chapter completed!