Chapter 674

Piano and Flute Ensemble.

Tang Qing's thinking is inevitably wrong.

When someone plays the piano, naturally someone plays it.

Cough, cough.

We are serious people. How can we be so evil?

Sin.

Sin.

But Tang Qing is planning how to deceive Lin Jiaxue to agree.

How about watching a movie together?

Good idea.

Tang Qing found that once people's thoughts become evil, they really can't be restrained, such as the flood of breaking the levee.

。。。

Take Lin Jiaxue downstairs, and Tang Qing turns to his class.

No need to say.

There's no room in the back again.

Tang Qing put his textbook in one of the black Toyota cross-country cars.

Chai Ren was handcuffed.

On both sides were two big black men with smell.

His two bodyguards in the back of the truck were treated the same way. In the back of the truck, about a dozen Chinese were tied up. Two black men with guns were talking and laughing, holding the cigarettes just found in their pockets.

There was a fierce light in their eyes.

Chai Ren has a bitter face.

I didn't want to come here to inspect the iron ore, so I was kidnapped by a group of unidentified people. It seems that the other party had a premeditated plan. As for the other party's purpose, Chai Ren can also think of it. It's just money.

It's reasonable that he won't come here to inspect without any reason.

But during this period, everything was ok, the iron mine was ok, the safety of the iron mine was ok, and hundreds of employees were not attacked by anyone. He wanted to have a look and express his sympathy to the front-line employees, and then went to the capital of the Republic of Congo to meet his old classmates, and then flew directly to South Africa.

Now it seems.

It's a bit of a bad thing.

There is not much regret. There are so many Chinese employees working here for mining and construction. Everyone is human. If others can come, his boss is afraid of death and can't come. What's more, nothing has happened during this period.

Just after inspecting the iron ore.

On the way back after dinner.

Their six cars were blocked and couldn't get out at all. Originally, they had weapons, but there was more than one guy stuck on the opposite shoulder. They didn't have Sparta in an instant.

Their guns are pistols.

The only thing that's more powerful is the weapon on the potassium truck.

It's a pity that even if it's powerful, there's only one RPG, which is less than the six RPGs on the shoulders of six black people. Africa is still the DRC. Chai Ren doesn't think it's too much.

In the end, there's no way.

The enemy is outnumbered and the equipment is not dominant. He can only surrender.