The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 902 - 902 901 The Super Jinx

902: Chapter 901: The Super Jinx 902: Chapter 901: The Super Jinx Entering the desert, all that stretched out endlessly was a world of golden hues.

The undulating sand dunes interconnected like a stunning painting.

The group journeyed for dozens of miles without encountering any incidents.

Everything was smooth sailing.

“I thought they said there were sandstorms in the desert?” After half a day without a response, Wang Cong, feeling bored, blurted out casually.

Just as Wang Cong finished speaking, a low, eerie rumbling sound arose.

Moments later, a golden-yellow wall of sand swept toward them from the distance.

“Damn it!

If you don’t speak, no one will mistake you for a mute.” Sun Siwen shot Wang Cong a glare.

Walking dozens of kilometers had been uneventful, but as soon as Wang Cong opened his mouth, he seemed to summon a sandstorm.

Truly the embodiment of bad luck.

“I just said it casually.

How was I supposed to know a sandstorm would actually come…

We…

we better start running!” Wang Cong was now drenched in sweat.

Sandstorms were no joke; a slight mistake could leave them buried in the sand.

But no matter how much Wang Cong kicked the camel beneath him, the animal refused to move.

Finally, it simply plopped onto the sand, sitting still.

“Stop wasting your energy.

Camels can sense when a sandstorm is approaching—they won’t run.”

“Then what are we supposed to do?

Are we just going to die here?

I said from the start we shouldn’t have come to this damned place.” Wang Cong was visibly scared.

“Look at you, what a coward.

Everyone, get off the camels and hide behind them!” Sun Siwen, both annoyed and disdainful at Wang Cong’s fearfulness, jumped off his camel and shouted at the group.

This wasn’t a moment for jokes.

One by one, everyone quickly jumped down from their camels, which had already crouched down on the spot.

Camels, with their massive size, even while crouched resembled walls of flesh that provided significant protection against the wind-blown sand.

Soon, waves of rolling sand engulfed the group from all sides.

Fortunately, this sandstorm wasn’t particularly strong, and the airborne sand wasn’t excessive either.

The real fear was that it might last too long.

The endless yellow sand swept over their heads like a torrential downpour, falling in dense sheets that made it impossible for anyone to keep their eyes open.

Wang Dadong held onto the Little Nurse, shielding her head in his embrace.

With the camels acting as barriers, the group was unlikely to face immediate danger.

“Brother, do you think we’ll die here?” The Little Nurse clutched Wang Dadong’s hand tightly and asked meekly, her voice trembling with fear.

“Don’t worry.

As long as I’m here, a puny little sandstorm can’t take us down.” Wang Dadong gently patted the obedient Little Nurse’s back in reassurance.

With Wang Dadong’s comforting words, the Little Nurse finally relaxed.

If she were to die here, at least she wouldn’t be scared anymore.

After all, without Wang Dadong, she might have already died on the plane.

The thought of dying together with him didn’t seem so bad.

Luckily, Heaven favored them, and the sandstorm subsided after about two or three hours.

Thanks to the camels’ protection, no one was buried alive.

When the camels stood up, however, they shook off the sand clinging to their bodies, instantly showering the group with dirt.

Wang Cong, in particular, was nearly buried again by the sand dislodged from a camel’s shake, leaving him looking utterly ridiculous.

The group resumed their journey, equipped with compasses that ensured they wouldn’t lose their way.

“It’s a good thing we didn’t encounter a tornado storm.

Otherwise, even with the camels, we’d all be dead,” Wang Cong remarked with lingering fear after walking for several minutes.

“Can you shut your crow’s mouth for once?” Wang Dadong gave Wang Cong a fierce glare.

“What the hell do you think you are?

Telling me to shut up?

I insist on speaking!

Tornado storm, tornado storm—has it come yet?

Seriously, I don’t believe just saying a few words brings it into reality.” Wang Cong shouted deliberately with provocative defiance.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh~

Strange howling noises came from a far-off distance, sounding like mournful ghost cries.

The group turned around in unison to look.

What they saw was a massive funnel-shaped column of sand rapidly advancing toward them from the horizon.

“Wang Cong, you swore just now that you weren’t a jinx.

But lo and behold, here comes the tornado storm!” At that moment, everyone wanted nothing more than to beat Wang Cong senseless.

His bad luck was beyond belief.

Wang Cong himself was speechless.

He couldn’t comprehend why this kept happening.

He’d earlier mentioned how they hadn’t encountered a sandstorm—and then it came.

Now he’d talked about tornado storms, and one had appeared.

Normally, his words didn’t seem to have such prophetic power.

However, no one had the luxury to dwell on Wang Cong’s peculiar mouth, as the enormous tornado storm was rapidly closing in.

The group furiously kicked the camels’ sides, urging them to sprint forward at full speed.

Yet the tornado storm seemed almost sentient, barreling straight for the caravan of camels, chasing them relentlessly.

“We can’t keep going like this—the tornado storm is too fast.

It’ll catch up with us sooner or later.

You all run ahead; I’ll stay back to intercept it.” The storm’s chilling roar grew louder and louder, now less than a few kilometers away.

At this rate, everyone but Wang Dadong was going to die.

Saying this, Wang Dadong jumped off his camel.

“Wang Dadong, are you insane?!” Piao Xue screamed.

This was no joke—it was a tornado storm, a force of nature.

No mere human could dream of stopping it.

“Brother, come back!” The Little Nurse called out nervously, her voice trembling.

Wang Dadong smiled faintly.

“Don’t worry, Little Sister.

I’ll just try once.

If it doesn’t work, I’ll retreat immediately.”

Wang Dadong delivered a hard kick to the camel carrying the Little Nurse, urging it to run faster.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around to face the colossal storm that was clawing at the earth and sky as it barreled toward him.

“That idiot really thinks he can take on a tornado storm?

He’s just asking for death.” Wang Cong sneered coldly, finding Wang Dadong’s actions laughable.

“Brother is doing this to protect us.

How can you say such things?” The Little Nurse bit her lip, glaring at Wang Cong angrily.

“He’s choosing to die on his own.

What does it have to do with me?” Wang Cong retorted with a grin.

Secretly, he wished for Wang Dadong to perish.

After all, this trip was supposed to be his opportunity to shine, but Wang Dadong had overshadowed him at every turn, even stealing the affection of the charming Little Nurse.

“Wang Cong, if it weren’t for your father pleading with me for ages, telling me that despite your overseas education, you lack practical experience and begging me to ensure you joined this team, do you think you’d qualify to enter Huaxia’s top medical team?” Even the usually mild-mannered Chen Bowen couldn’t contain his anger at this point.

“Impossible!

My father wouldn’t beg you.

He specifically told me you were the ones insisting I join.” Wang Cong protested, his face flushed with embarrassment.

“Enough, Old Chen.

Why waste words on this brat who’s never seen the real world?

Just kick him out of the medical team and be done with it,” Sun Siwen, ever the hothead, snapped.

Though Wang Cong usually looked down on Wang Dadong, he dared not offend the four Ghost Doctors too much and promptly shut his mouth, saying no more.

Meanwhile, the tornado storm was closing in.

Standing firmly in its path, Wang Dadong took a deep breath.

The Red Bane Sword materialized in his grip, and the Character-Arming Secret was already fully activated.