"Doesn't seem like it?"
Hearing Delsean's ambiguous answer, Henry smiled and did not speak.
After knowing that the security guards were not in danger, Delsean became more cheerful and finally took the initiative to talk with Henry about the plan regarding the tripod.
He had really learned about Henry's strength this time. With that kind of body movement that others couldn't even see clearly, Henry was much stronger than those bandits he had encountered. As long as Henry helped him, there would absolutely be no big problem to grab the tripod.
"Mr. Zhang, you let your people go back first. Taking the tripod..." Delsean looked at those Reapers who were standing still, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.
"What? You don't believe me, Mr. Attard?" Henry smiled slightly.
"No, no, no. How could I not trust you?" Delsean waved his hand and said, "It's just that Mr. Zhang, I think that there are a lot of bandits and they are powerful."
"It's not a large scale fight, why do we need so many people?" Henry rolled his eyes and said, "Those people took the tripod, and they will definitely try to sell it. Mr. Attard, you should have your own information channel, right? After leaving the desert, you can ask about where they transported the tripod and I'll arrange it."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I'm counting on you." Delsean nodded hard.
The process of going out of the desert was both enjoyment and torture for the people like Delsean and his companions.
What they enjoyed was that each time they took a step in this damn desert, they would feel that they were closer to the light. It gave them the feeling that they had climbed out of the endless abyss and could finally see the light.
They were suffering from the lack of food and water, which made their actions extremely difficult. If it were not for the support of a belief, they would probably not be able to walk out. Fortunately, most of these people who entered the desert were martial arts practitioners, and their physical qualities were far better than ordinary people. Under the help of each other, they came out of the desert.
As for Professor Gu, he relied on Delsean to buy him water and food.
When they saw the edge of the desert, everyone heaved a huge sigh of relief. It was also at this moment that their spirits completely collapsed, just like a person who was eager to go to the toilet and at the moment they saw the toilet, they would feel that they would not be able to hold on for another second.
Two days later, at one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone left the desert.
After they went out of the desert, Delsean arranged a hotel for them to rest.
Some security guards, who were worried about their companions, found a group of cars, brought supplies and returned to the desert after a few adjustments.
After all, in the desert, there were many people whose legs had been broken by the Reapers. No matter what, they couldn't walk out of the desert by themselves.
The Dragon Spring Hotel in Wulu City was one of the few hotels with the highest ranking in the entire city.
In the hotel's deluxe suite, Henry was lying in a large bathtub. His journey to the desert in the past few days had also caused his body to be covered with sand and dust. He took a hot bath and felt very comfortable.
He took out his mobile phone and dialled a number.
"Pay attention. Delsean should contact the force behind him and tell me you find it out."
After explaining this, Henry stared at his mobile phone. After thinking for a while, he called Sylvia.
As soon as the phone rang a few times, Sylvia picked up the phone.
"Hello, honey." Sylvia's sweet voice sounded on the phone.
Hearing this voice, Henry felt a sense of happiness welling up in his heart. "Honey, how are you?"
"I am good. How about you? Are you done with your work?"
"Not yet. Maybe I have to stay for another two days," Henry replied.
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