"Bang!"

"Ah!"

A scream.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Another scream.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Now.

In the cry, there was also fear. The first and second robberies were understandable accidents. Then the three robberies were too weird. The pain stimulated him to lift his hand suddenly.

Then.

Want to put down the robbery, but fire.

Lift it up again, fire again.

Especially in the end, because of the pain, he robbed the ground and even lost his temper. He was fed a peanut. Five robbers had finished shooting the bullets in it. He was very desperate.

"Profiteers!"

Black big that gas!

Just bought it.

It cost him a hundred dollars.

Fire.

Five times in a row, almost as difficult as winning the grand prize, but he met him. If he had the luck, who would rob him? Now, five accidents, it's estimated that his whole life would be exhausted.

No more bad luck.

Because.

No later.

The medical conditions here, he knows, even if the underground forces in Kemu town don't kill him, there is only one way to die. Blood, infection, rain, together, can kill him.

Estimate.

I can't see the sun tomorrow.

"Hands up."

"Get down."

"Drop your weapon!"

“。。。”

But a minute.

Ten or so big men rushed over, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and looked at the wailing men on the ground. They were a little confused. What's the situation? When did that Chinese become so fierce.

It's tough.

Of course.

No blame.

"Who are you?"

The first big man came forward and kicked away the robbery beside the big black man.

“。。。”

Big black bit his teeth, endured the pain and said nothing.

"Hum!"

Han Leng hum.

It seems.

This is a bad guy.

"Dong Dong!" He went up to knock on the door and said in a loud voice, "Zhao, it's me."

Wait a moment.

"Ka!"

When the door opened, Zhao Hai looked at the familiar face and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the situation was under control. He looked down and saw the tragic situation of Hei da. He was stunned for a moment. How could it really be porcelain bumping?

There's no need to spell that!

It's not enough.

Five.

Do you think wheelchairs are very kind?

"What happened just now?" Asked the big man.

Immediately.

Zhao Hai narrated it over and over again. When he heard whether it was robbery or ten thousand dollars, the big man turned his head and sneered, "I'm not afraid to come here to rob. It's very good. It's kind of."

"Take it away."

"Find his accomplice."

Then.

The two big men put the black man on the back of the opened pickup truck. Then, the big man rushed to Zhao Haidao and said, "let's have a look at the monitoring first. What's that guy like?"

"Good."

Zhao Hai leads the way.

In a few minutes.

"What?"

Big man.

Little brother.

Zhao Hai's father and son were stunned. The big Han thought that the robberies behind were from Zhao Hai. Zhao Hai thought that they were from the big Han, but he didn't expect that Heida had made them.

Five times.

In any case, it's almost like intentional.

"This"

Look at each other.

"Fire?"

"No, five times in a row."

"Possible."

"That's too bad."

"It's interesting. It's commemorative. I'll take it." Han directly determines the ownership of "spoils" and thinks it's fun. He grabs users and kills them again and again.

Interesting.

Give away?

No, the moral is not good.

Get up.

"Zhao, just clean the door, and leave the rest to us. We must not encourage such behavior. As for the accomplice, we will find it as soon as possible. Goodbye."

"Good."

Zhao Hai nods.

Kemu town.

Generally, these underground forces maintain public security. So far, there is no siren. However, when South Sudan is established, it should start to regulate public security management.

After all.

It's not in the president's interest to be in a mess all the time.

Five minutes later.

The bloodstain at the door disappeared, and the neighbors of the surrounding shops came to condole with each other. Many people saw the scene with their own eyes. It's so weird. Is the robber so cruel to himself, crazy?

"What's the matter with that man?"

"Fire."

"Fire? Five times in a row? "

"Yes."

"God, what kind of luck is this? It must be a lot of bad things and retribution." Five times in a row, the picture, the memories feel exciting, in a short time, there is no lack of topics.

"Zhao, you are lucky."

"Not bad."

"This is the cassava and corn cake I just made. It's very shocking."

"Thank you."

“。。。”

It's done.

It was almost dark, the sky began to rain, closed, came to the backyard, the food is almost done, on the table, eating, Zhao Qiao said: "Dad, here is too dangerous."

"It's OK. It's a real accident."

Zhao Haidao.

"In addition, the construction of law enforcement agencies will be strengthened soon here. Other towns don't know that there is oil around Kemu town. It will be paid more and more attention in the future. Don't worry about it."

“。。。”

No worries.

Just kidding.

Three days later, I met a robber, and my heart rate is not back to normal? That can not be more dangerous. In Africa, there are too many people killed or killed for the sake of oil. "

Zhao Qiao advised.

Listen.

Zhao Hai shook his head.

"The oil field here belongs to the largest force in southern Sudan. In a few years, if it becomes an independent country, it will be the president. No one dares to rob it, let alone allow the security in the oil production area to be too disorderly."

"Build the country?"

"How to sell it?"

Zhao Qiao wondered.

Sudan.

The northern part is connected with the Red Sea, which is considered to have a sea port. However, other directions are all countries. Once southern Sudan becomes independent, it does not even have a sea port, and northern Sudan firmly controls its lifeline.

Food.

Oil.

Daily use.

We can't produce them here. We have to import them.

"South."

Zhao Hai smiled.

"South?"

Zhao Qiao wondered where there was a sea port in the south, only one... Uh huh? Zhao Qiao suddenly understood that the south, the DRC, is undergoing deep reform and rapid development.

A few years ago.

Still poor, ha ha, the new president came to power.

A few years later.

However, great changes have taken place in the whole country, from the construction of the power grid to the infrastructure and the rectification of public security. The southern Sudan borders on the DRC province.

Although it was occupied by a warlord.

However.

But it has not become an economic island. On the contrary, it has deeply participated in the development of the DRC. With such rapid development, the demand for oil has increased dramatically. Sudan's oil does not need to go north.

Go south.

Sold to the DRC.

Make money.

"I see."

"Well."

"In the past, negotiations with the Sudanese authorities have been in a weak position, because the sea port is in the north, once blocked, it will seriously affect the flow of materials, so the progress is very slow."

"Now."

"There is more than one choice, which gives them a lot of confidence. It is likely that the independent referendum will be much ahead of schedule." Zhao Hai has been here for many years, but he still has a vision of the basic situation.