The sky was still bright when they left the Paradise area and headed to the arena.
After a day of steaming, the ground was still emitting waves of heat. Not only was the weather particularly hot today, but yellow sand was also rolling up. There were also sand and dust in the air, as if a Desert Storm was brewing.
When Zhao Yu and the others passed by, they all covered their noses and mouths to prevent them from breathing in the sand.
Seeing that the weather was getting worse, Zhao Yu and Miao kun's hearts could not help but feel a layer of haze. They had miscalculated everything, but they did not expect the weather to suddenly change today!
He wondered if the helicopter could still arrive on time in such weather.
If the helicopter couldn't come, then Zhao Yu's escape plan couldn't be carried out. Otherwise, even if he managed to escape from the prison, he wouldn't be able to escape the terrifying Sahara Desert.