Chapter 1293

Within the tribe.

Listen to the bad news.

The mood of the patriarch.

It's like eating shit.

---The heart is congested.

The most depressing thing for him is that he doesn't know who did it. If he can't find any clues in a day, people will sweep his tail. It will be more difficult for them to find out.

Who is it?

Who is it?

。。。

His brain is aching.

I didn't even think of it.

"Patriarch, I don't think it's possible for them to leave through the airport, especially Weisong. His visa has expired. If they go to the airport, they will be arrested by the immigration department first."

Soon.

It's not bad that one came from my staff... Bad news for Temo.

If it's in the air.

Just block the airport.

But it's land.

In all directions of Cape Town, there may be escape roads. In the vast traffic flow, it is difficult to find a car with Weisong. He is the patriarch, not the president. People entering the city inspection office also said there was little hope.

Now.

The only clue.

It's just a blood test.

However, the interception of the airport has not been relaxed. The patriarch knows that those people in the immigration department are not good birds either. It is not impossible for them to make up for the temporary formalities if they accept the money from others.

。。。

Cape Town.

Outside the city.

On the pickup.

Weisong's injuries have been treated simply. After binding, he has changed into clean clothes. Seeing that he is getting closer and closer to the checkpoint, Weisong is a little nervous.

"Will it be ok?"

That tribe.

has a large number of eyeliner in Cape Town.

"It's OK, cover it up." The black soldier said faintly.

Wei Song had to cover himself with thin blankets. In fact, he could not make complaints about it. If the person on the level wanted to find someone, he would just cover it up, which was insulting people's intelligence quotient.

Soon.

When the car goes through the checkpoint.

It's going straight to gate four.

"What's in the car?" A black policeman came up.

There are other openings.

It's two cops. There's only one.

"A little agricultural products."

"Agricultural products? Open it up and have a look. "

"Good."

I heard that.

Wei song was startled.

Your reason is to have a thorough wave! Just when he was tense and thought that the other party would lift the blanket to look at it, he only heard a sentence, "well, it's really agricultural products. Let's go."

“。。。”

Feel the car moving forward.

Weisongmudi.

What the hell?

Double reed?

No.

It should be money. Yes, for sure, the police in South Africa can handle everything as long as they give money. All of a sudden, he is relieved that money can communicate with God and gain access.

Gate four.

Several minutes passed.

A chubby black policeman came over with his stomach covered and said with a bitter face: "I just don't know what happened. I suddenly got upset. I didn't eat anything last night."

"Do you want to see a doctor?"

"no, first find the Chinese and say, fifty thousand dollars! Keep checking. "

The fat policeman said.

Again, they began to check the passing vehicles one by one. It's dark and there are few cars. If it's day time, I dare not do it. Otherwise, it's going to be cursing.

That is to say.

They now have less than an hour and a half to set up cards.

Originally.

Weisong can wait until daybreak to send him to the city, but the command room is in pursuit of efficiency, and there are soldiers on duty at the checkpoint tonight. Naturally, there is no need to wait until daybreak.

According to the plan.

In an hour.

Two people have to get on the plane.

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After entering the city.

A corner.

The pickup was replaced by a car.

"When shall we get out of town?" In the car, Wei Song asked.

"Out of town? What are you doing? "

"Leave South Africa."

Weisong naturally said that he couldn't take a plane. If he wanted to leave, he could only go by sea except by land. But that tribe is the biggest snakehead here. Where can he go.

Only by land.

"In an hour, you and Jiang Wan will take a plane and leave here. The next stop is Maputo, the capital of Mozambique, where you will receive further treatment for your injury."

"What? I can't take a plane. " Wei Song exclaimed.Isn't that playing the lute?

We can find him.

Can't we find out he can't leave the country? Just going to the immigration office of South Africa to make up the formalities will be delayed for many days. Baoqi will also be arrested and locked up because of the illegal household.

That's it.

"Mr. Wei Song, we are free to consider our arrangements carefully."

The soldier didn't say much.

More said.

It's better to do more.

As soon as Wei Song heard this, he had to shut up. They all took him out and doubted his ability. It's really inappropriate. I just hope that these people really have a panacea to let them go.

Ten minutes later.

The car drove into the yard of a factory.

"Click ~ ~ ~"

the huge rolling shutter door of the workshop rises.

As soon as I get in.

Weisong saw Jiang Wan sitting on a chair inside. He looked a little embarrassed. He thought that this place was very remote, surrounded by strong black men.

"Brother song."

See Wei Song.

Jiang Wan's face was overjoyed. He rushed over and saved him. His hands were like pliers, and he kept sobbing. Wei song was a little embarrassed. "So what, Xiao Wan, let go first. Business matters."

Jiang Wan blushed.

Think of a lot of people around, quickly release.

"Well, next, you two need to follow the arrangement. There are 45 minutes to go before the plane I reserved for you. Here, here are your new passports."

The soldier handed in two books.

They took it.

Open it up.

Suddenly his face was wonderful. He looked up at the black soldier with a strange look.

I heard all about it.

In the eyes of foreigners.

Chinese people are similar.

But you are too skinny. Take a passport that is not his at all and let him go to South Africa for border inspection. Do you think those people are blind? He saw Jiang Wan's by the way, and it was not her at all.

The hair color is different.

"Come here, sit down."

At this point.

Two Negroes brought two chairs.

After Weisong and Jiang Wan sit down, a big man pushes a small flatbed car behind them. Seeing the things on it, they suddenly think of a word --- Yi Rong. There are two masks on the table.

"Gulu."

You still play high tech?

"This is our custom-made passport for these two masks. It can also be said that it is a custom-made mask for the passport. You can leave South Africa later with it, and I will accompany you."

Finish.

It doesn't take two to agree.

They began to "install.".

It's fast.

This is an integrated product.

This special silicone material is light in weight and full in texture. It can't be seen as a mask by naked eyes unless it is used with a magnifying glass.

As for the cost of materials.

It's very low.

Less than ten yuan.

But the equipment that can produce it, in order to develop it, at least spent more than 20 billion, Tang Qing did not like to give the soldiers plastic surgery, therefore, this kind of equipment, was included in the key research and development plan.

It's only five minutes.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

They were completely speechless.