Chapter 682

Chai Ren's motorcade headed for KinSa.

The employees are a little scared. Unlike Chai Ren, they know all the logic and reasons behind this. They just know how familiar these big black people and Chairen are.

Chai Ren not only called Tang Qing, but also called Bahati to report safety.

After hanging up.

Bahati was already a ghost face.

Chai Ren didn't say that he killed someone on the phone, just that someone saved him, and he didn't say his identity.

But Bahati can't figure out who saved them. He must have killed those people. Thinking of this, Bahati was very grateful that he was with the other party. Otherwise, if there is an enemy with such high execution efficiency and terror, he should sleep with one eye open.

Bahati's fear of the black prison was even greater.

Just a little curious about how they are, whether they are dead or not, can only wait and see, because Chai Ren didn't say.

。。。

In the car.

Chai Ren hangs up with Zhan Xi.

Staring at the scenery outside the window, I feel totally different from the way I came, because the way I came is to be a kidnapped person, the way to go back is to be a "Survivor" and turn the corner.

The motorcade drove for a while.

On a path, this is the way of the soldiers.

The ground is still dirt road.

It's very bumpy, but Chai Ren has already adapted.

When he passed by the forest, Chai Ren found that the speed of the motorcade slowed down. He stretched out his head, and his head immediately shrank back, because there was a group of black men with guns in front of him.

He doesn't know whether it's Muriel's territory or whether it's better to be careful.

Soon.

The car is on the road again.

Chai Ren immediately rolled up the car window so as not to save money. These should be road bullies who collect tolls. This is not a strange thing in the DRC. From Kinshasa to the iron mine, they have encountered a lot of tolls.

However, the main toll on the main road is those African police. The toll on the small road is usually the people of the nearby tribes. It seems that they just gave the toll and let them go.

Chai Ren thought he would settle down.

However.

Just as their motorcade passed by this road bully toll station, a Chinese employee in a car in front of them suddenly opened the door and ran down to one of the black people.

Chai Ren's heart thumped.

Not good.

"Click."

“STOP。。”

"Hands up."

“。。。”

A loud roar came from the black population. Not only that, Chai Ren and his group's car was pointed at by the black people. The scene became tense. The Chinese employee was knocked over and pointed at by the gun.

Chai Ren as the boss.

I have to get out of the car.

See Chai Ren get off.

A lot of guns are ready for him.

"I have no weapons. I am his boss. We have no malice." Chai Ren shouted that although the DRC is a French speaking area, English is a common language, and he can't speak French.

Those people saw that it was Chinese and understood the significance of the team, that is, the protection of the hired local armed forces. Moreover, Chinese people are always honest and timid, which may really be a misunderstanding.

"Why are your men ready to attack my men?" Asked the leading black man, frowning.

Chai Ren looks at the employee on the ground. He remembers his name is Qian Lei. Yunqi invested in this office.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know. I'll ask him." Chai Ren said and walked slowly.

At this time, Chai Ren found that those who saved them also got off the car with guns in their hands, but they didn't lift them. He didn't know whether they were confident or what, so he stood there carelessly.

Chai Ren's estimation shows that he doesn't want to intensify the situation.

"Qian Lei, what's the matter? What are you doing out there?" Chai Ren asked.

Qian Lei said sadly, "boss, that man is wearing my girlfriend's watch. My girlfriend disappeared in the street of Kinshasa half month ago. At that time, I went into the shop to see the crafts inside, but in ten seconds, I turned around and disappeared. Woo..."... Boss, please, help me to ask, see where she is, how is the person? "

For the first time, Chai Ren knew about it.

"Chinese, too?" Chai Ren doubts.

Qian Lei shook his head and said, "no, it's a Russian journalist. We've known each other for two years and are going to get married at the end of this year, but we didn't expect that people would lose it like this. I..."

Chai Ren waves and interrupts Qian Lei.

Although not Chinese.

But she is also the future daughter-in-law of Chinese.

"Hello, I'd like to ask where is your watch from?" Chai Ren asked carefully.

The black leader looked at Chai Ren and saw that he asked about the watch. His face changed a little, because he gave it to the man himself. Of course, he knew the origin clearly, but when he thought of the man, he trembled.

"Well, my man picked it up." The leader said at will.

Chai Ren is stunned.

The reason is the same as not mentioned.

Chai Ren asked. "Where did you pick it up, please."

"I also forgot to drive on the road and pick it up on the side of the road when I get off to drain water. As for the specific place, I remember it's more than 20 kilometers over there."

Point in the direction they are going.

The black leader lied without scribbling at all.

Chai Ren looks at Qian Lei who is pressed on the ground.

"Can you give it back to my friend, because it means a lot to him?" What else can Chai Ren say? Do you believe me? He is stupid. There are so many guns, nearly 50. He dare not.

After hearing Chai Ren's words, the black leader sneered: "hum, I found this. If you want it, you can do it. I think your clothes are good, not poor. I'll sell it to you for ten thousand dollars."

Chai Ren thought about it.

Ten thousand dollars is not unacceptable. Like Qian Lei, this watch is bound to be taken back, or the boss himself will not be righteous enough.

"Yes, I will." Chai Ren agrees.

Then he turned around and asked people to take a stack of dollars from the car.

Ten thousand dollars.

To the black leader.

But Chai Ren was so straightforward that the black people at the head started to extort money. Looking around, these people were all pointed at with guns. There was no negotiation condition at all. They were not killing, just robbing.

If not.

Kill it.

In the wilderness, or in this chaotic country, immortality is a miracle.

"Hey hey, friend, do you have much money?" The leader asked coldly.

Chai Ren's heart leaped wildly. It was so bad that he lost all his money. He was stared at by the people in front of him. He said calmly, "you are... What do you mean? "

In front of Chai Ren's foolishness, the leader shook the gun in his hand and said with a sneer, "hand over all your money, or I'll let someone take it. I

BAM BAM BAM...

Before he had finished speaking, there was no sign of the heavy gunfire. It's so dense it's like a single sound.

Because.

The whole battle.

It just lasted... One second.

It's not surprising that 15 soldiers who have eight fixed-point and four 180 degree Mobile Limited shooting speeds in a second, plus drones who continue to protect the sky in the dark, end the battle in a second.

After the sound stopped.

Gollum..

Chai Ren swallowed.

His eyes were as wide as gongs.

Because.

The people present, except the African leader, others... All fell on the ground, leaving a pool of blood, it is obvious.. Dead, dead through.

It's the feeling of being rescued just now.

It's just that there was no sound. Now there is a sound.

It's terrible. It's Chai Ren's only feeling. It reminds him of the strong and unsavory yuan brother. It seems that there are more than one or two talents like that, probably a lot of them.

As an ally, Chai Ren's heart is a little cold.

The African leader was also stunned.

"Click."

A gun was put on the head of the leader.

"Tell me the origin of this watch. Don't lie to me, or..." Otherwise, the soldiers behind didn't say that the African leader was already sweating. NIMA, what happened just now, he had finished before he could react.

It's too fast.

Strong is not human.

"Otherwise, kill me. I won't say that." He saw that his men were all dead, and knew that he had kicked the steel plate. Anyway, he was dead. What else did he say.

"Heludun, your tribe is thirty-nine kilometers over there." Said the soldier, pointing in one direction.

"How do you know my name? What do you want to do?" Heludun looked frightened. This man even knows himself. Obviously, he is not a friend, so he should be the enemy.

"Answer the question, otherwise, after killing you, I will go to your tribe and ask how many people will die at that time. It has nothing to do with me. It's all caused by you." This pot, directly hurudun to jilt ignorant force.

What else?

This is a direct threat to kill their tribe.

Heludun was in a panic.