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   This should be a place name.

  Fu Anan looked at a group of passers-by who were tanned by the sun, shouting, and drove the camels into the desert.

  It was afternoon at this time, and the sun above her head was directly in front of her. The scorching heat made her skin burn, and she walked towards the small town where the crowd gathered after not looking for a long time.

   This is not so much a town as it is a tribe.

  Because it's small here.

  A low-rise earth embryo house or a wooden house can be seen at a glance. There are only two slightly larger roads in the whole tribe, and the two intersect to form a cross. Dozens of households are scattered, but they are basically built next to the dirt road.

   There are still some plants around, Fu Anan can't recognize what these are, but most of them have thick branches and few green leaves.

  The most common animal is the camel.

  Cows, horses, and dogs also exist. Walking on the avenue in the middle of the house, you can hear the barking of these animals.

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  The sun at two or three o'clock in the afternoon was very scorching. Without any shelter, Fu Anan was exposed to the sun for almost half an hour.

  She walked around the two streets from beginning to end, feeling that this tribe is a bit like a transit station.

  Most of the people who come here are buying supplies.

  And this tribe mainly provides people with food, water, and camels.

  In addition to doing these three kinds of business, the next thing is accommodation.

  No matter how big or small, whether good or bad, these earthen houses all have signboards saying "accommodation" at the door. Some bosses put towels on their shoulders, attracting customers like shop assistants on TV.

  If you want to stay, you must have money first.

  Fu Anan redeemed 50 points first, and then she got 25 golden peas.

  Golden Doudou was very dazzling in the sun. Fu Anan took one and bit it in his mouth, and there were teeth marks on it—really.

   While she was holding the golden peas, people nearby quietly surrounded her.

  A weak girl holding a handful of golden beans that can blind people's eyes is no different from a child holding a golden brick in a downtown.

   "Little girl, what are you holding in your hand?"

   "Hey! Did you pick up my golden beans?"

  The people she saw surrounded her, ready to rob her.

  People around are not surprised when they see it. This place is originally a place where good and bad people are mixed. Not to mention the public security police, even the public security team, whoever has the biggest fist is justified, and whoever has the strongest force will own it.

  Even if the three big and five thick men are in groups, they deserve to be robbed alone.

  Remote Gobi, the folk customs are tough.

  As the so-called wealth is not revealed, I didn't expect that the exchange was gold this time, Fu Anan looked at these people who surrounded him and could only show his prestige first.

   There are three people in total.

   Those who can walk on the Gobi are all burly men. Each of them was so tanned that the sun-blocking linens had been removed to reveal gnarled muscles, looking as if they were sitting on a moving hill.

   These Roshans were a little surprised to see Fu Anan's calm look, "Little bitch, you don't want your life if you want money."

   "I think she looks like an idiot when she's stupefied."

   "She's so white, but she's a little too young. She can be taken back and sold to Pang Tong as a wife."

  Three people reached out to her.

  Fu Anan also started to move.

  As the saying goes, to catch the thief first, to catch the king, she locked her eyes on the strongest-looking one here very early, and then rushed towards it ferociously.

  Punch to the flesh, very spicy.

  Fu An'an gradually changed from a stupid fool to a desperate lunatic in the hearts of several people.