Three days later.

Africa, perennial war, one of the least developed countries in the world, in the middle of the country of Samari, Kaoba City.

The city of Kaoba is located near the Kaoba Mountains in the central region of the Samari country, surrounded by lakes on three sides, and the scenery is not bad.

If it weren't for the perennial civil war here, it would be a good place for a relaxing holiday.

Ye Qing was wearing an army green sleeveless top and a pair of dark gray slacks on the bottom, walking on a main road in Kaoba City.

Let's say it's the main road, but the width and smoothness of this main road can't even compare to an ordinary street in Yuncheng.

There were no cars on the main road.

On both sides of the road, at intervals, there would be several black men, women, and children sitting chatting or basking in the sun, wrapped in turbans.

Although everything seemed peaceful, the air was filled with a pungent smell of fire and medicine—not an adjective, a real smell of fire and medicine. In other words, there may have been a shootout here not long ago.

And about this, it can also be seen from some bullet holes in the wall on both sides.

Ye Qing's evaluation of Kaoba City is that it is not so much a city as a gathering place for black refugees.

Therefore, a yellow person like Ye Qing is obviously very conspicuous when he walks on the streets of Kaoba.

Internationally, China has not established diplomatic relations with Samari, which naturally makes Ye Qing's appearance even more abrupt.

But Ye Qing didn't care.

Don't look at him as a sightseeing tour now, in fact, Ye Qing is full of senses, which is enough for him to discover any unexpected events that may arise in advance and prepare in advance.

And Ye Qing is also a strong man in the late stage of penetration, with an internal force body, and he is also an internal force body protector blessed by the Divine Skill of Innocence, and ordinary firearms really can't hurt him!

Unless the opponent directly uses rocket artillery.

But obviously, no!

Who would directly use a weapon like rocket artillery against a person who has no grievances?

Ye Qing walked for a while, took out his mobile phone and looked at the text message.

According to the text message, the target that Ye Qing wants to protect is now located in a broken bar called "Koala".

Kaoba City may not be very large, but it is not easy to find a dilapidated bar among the many dilapidated houses.

Ye Qing walked for a while, but there was still no trace of the koala bar, so he walked up to a black woman and said in fluent Samari language: "Hello, can you do me a favor?"

The black Samari woman shrunk her neck vigilantly, and she didn't mean to care about Ye Qing at all.

Ye Qing's inquiry was unsuccessful, so he could only change someone to continue asking.

Obviously, these Samari people have been affected by the war for many years, and everyone has developed a very vigilant temperament.

If Ye Qing was a black man, he might be able to ask something, but he was a yellow man! People of this color are actually rare in Samari.

"Or, disguised as black?"

Ye Qing frowned slightly and thought about it.

Ye Qing had previously carried out missions in many African countries, and at that time, in order to complete certain tasks, he used to put on black makeup. However, if you want to make up a perfect black person, you can't use ordinary dyes.

Ordinary dyes, sweat out, take a shower and show the filling!

Therefore, Ye Qing needs a special black skin dye, and this dye happens to be available to the old guy.

Ye Qing can configure it, but it's a bit troublesome......

"In addition to putting on black makeup, there is another way, which is to arrest a few local militants and extract a confession. But this will inevitably lead to clashes with local militants. From a mercenary's point of view, this is a thankless task. ”

"Huh?"

Ye Qing glanced at him, and then a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I saw that directly behind Ye Qing, there were three temperamental hangers, and in the right hand of the back, the bad young man with a knife began to follow Ye Qing.

The expressions of these three people were all a little hideous, and they were full of greed.

They followed Ye Qing until they walked to a remote alley.

Although they wondered why the people in front of them had come to such a remote place, it was clear that this was a good opportunity for them to do it!

So, the three of them immediately dispersed and sped up their speed, surrounding Ye Qing.

"Stop!"

The black man led by him pointed at Ye Qing with a watermelon knife, and threatened with a fierce face: "Asian! If you don't want to die, take out all the valuable things on your body." If you don't, I'll kill you!"

As he spoke, the black man deliberately made a poke gesture.

Ye Qing smiled contemptuously, "Just like you, you want to kill me too?" ”

Ye Qing said this not in Samari dialect, but in Chinese.

Although the three black people couldn't understand what Ye Qing said, they knew that this was definitely not a good thing when they looked at Ye Qing's expression.

"Bastard!"

"Look for death!"

"Get him!"

The three young men were furious, and the knives in their hands stabbed at Ye Qing mercilessly.

In Samari, killing someone or something in normal times is not punished by the law – because there is basically no law here.

This is not the first time that these three young people have killed people.

This time, if it weren't for Ye Qing's sake, they would have killed people a long time ago!

Ye Qing's expression was relaxed and easily let go of the sneak attack of a person behind him, and then grabbed this person's wrist, and then in this person's angry, incredulous, and unwilling gaze, he directly took his hand and wiped this person's throat.

"Ahh

The man screamed, threw away the knife, grabbed his bleeding throat with both hands, took a few steps back, and then fell to the ground with a frightened expression, never to wake up again.

The other two people, seeing that Ye Qing actually killed their accomplices so lightly, were all stimulated to blood.

However, this could not make up for the huge gap between them and Ye Qing.

Ye Qing concocted the same method, wiped the spores of another person in the back, and then pushed the person to the wall, held the person's hand in his right hand, put the knife in his hand against his own throat, and said with a smile: "Do you know why I didn't kill you directly?"

By this time, the black man had already been frightened.

Because the person in front of him is simply a devil, not to mention killing his accomplices lightly, and now he is still talking to him with a smile! This guy, he is not human!

The black man was sweating like rain, and he was short of breath and said, "Don't, don't kill me!"

"As long as you're honest, I won't kill you now. Ye Qing was still smiling, but his performance like this, in the eyes of the black man, was even more terrifying than the devil's expression.

"I, I must be honest!"

"Nacheng, let me ask you, do you know the koala bar?" Ye Qing asked lightly.

Black people are threatened with death, and naturally they dare not lie, "I, I know ......"

"Take me there. If you dare to lie to me, hehe......" Ye Qing directly snatched the knife from this person's hand, and broke the knife with his bare hands in front of this person.

The black man's pupils suddenly opened.