The carrying capacity of the tractor is limited, and more than ten cubic meters of sand can be produced by the sand pumping boat in full firepower.

After moving the sand to the shore, Jill turned off the engine, and it would be faster to be able to transport all the sand back today, because the river sand has to be dried before it can be put on the car.

Yang Shubao prepared snacks, and they sat in the shade of the trees and waited for the sand to dry.

While the two were arguing, John, who was wandering among the reeds in the river, suddenly ran out and beckoned, "City lord, city lord, there is a canoe that has floated down, and it has stopped beside the sand pumping boat. ”

As soon as Yang Shubao heard this, Yang Shubao hurriedly stood up, and Jill lazily ate udon bones and said, "Don't worry, brother, what big deal can happen......?

"Someone got into a sand pumping boat in a canoe. ”

Jill came and got a carp to fight, jumped up and ran into the river.

The figure of the sand pump and the canoe appeared before them, the canoe leaned against the side of the sand pump, a black man sitting in the canoe and looking around, and a black man who had just climbed from the canoe onto the sand pumper.

Seeing this, Gil shouted: "What are you doing?"

Hearing the roar, the black man who had just gotten on the boat subconsciously shrank his neck, but when he saw clearly that it was Jill, the black fat man, and Yang Shubao, the yellow man, he calmed down, and then shook his head and said something quickly.

This man spoke very quickly, and he spoke not English but Zulu, which Yang Shubao could not understand.

Jill could understand, and shouted at him twice on the spot.

Yang Shubao didn't know what they were talking about, so he asked, "Who is the other party?

Jill said angrily, "Two stinking faceless ones, they want to steal our people's machines. ”

The black man sitting in the canoe spat contemptuously in the water, and he stumbled in his unskilled English: "You, you, you, your machine, no, no, shameless, I ...... us."

"Stammer, don't speak. Jill scoffed.

The black man got angry, and he said angrily: "I'm not, no, no, no, no, I'm not stammering, I'm born with a big tongue!"

The black man crouching in the sand pumping boat, who didn't speak English, shouted again in Zulu.

Jill became even angrier at his words and began to roar hoarsely.

But Yang Shubao didn't understand a word, so he had to endure patience and say to the big tongue: "You want to steal our machine, right?"

The big tongue raised his head and said, "No, no, shameless, you are your machine, this machine is floating in the river, it is everyone's, you say yes ......"

"Don't say so much, just answer no!" Yang Shubao was flustered when he heard him speak, "You are thieves, right?"

The big tongue said angrily: "You you insult me, the brave warriors of our Tagram, you die, I ...... me"

"You, you, me, me, fuck off, this is my machine, my thing!" interrupted Jill and yelled.

The big tongue pointed at the boat and said, "You, yours, yours, you call it, call it and say yes!"

"How can it say yes to a ship, but it has the name of our tribe on it!"

"You, look, you, you go to me, that is, what are you doing spraying the names of your tribe and tribe on me, me, and my ship?"

Yang Shubao was stunned: Did this product stay in his hometown when he was a child? When he was a child, they would use this trick when they were children playing scoundrels, but he didn't expect that he heard this again now in South Africa.

After thinking about it, he waded to the canoe, grabbed the chest of the big tongue and waved him a slap: "Smack!"

Slap in the face.

The big tongue was so angry and anxious that he couldn't speak for a while, Yang Shubao preemptively said: "Don't blame me for beating you, think about it carefully, why don't I beat others and beat you?"

The black man was very strong, and his big tongue was stunned, but the man on the tin boat reacted, he knelt on the boat, stretched out his hand and took out a bow and arrow from the canoe, and pulled the line and the arrow was about to shoot him!

Yang Shubao took out the pistol he was carrying first, and the pistol was loaded with a crisp 'click' sound, and he immediately took the initiative: "Put down your weapons!"

Seeing him take out his gun, Jill hurriedly lifted his clothes, and he also had a pistol pinned to his belt and a short revolver.

They thought that this would deter the two scoundrels, but they were not afraid, and the black man with the bow and arrow did not dare to continue to move, but turned his head and yelled at them.

"What did he say?"

"He said we could shoot, there were people around, and when they heard the gunshots, someone would come and see what was going on, and then the two of us would be arrested for murder and taken to the police station," Jill said. ”

The big tongue stalked his neck and said very unruly: "Murder and murder, I tell you, murder is illegal!"

Yang Shubao was surprised: "You two still know the law, so isn't it illegal to steal things?"

The big tongue didn't have time to answer, and the black man on the sand pumping boat slowly put down his bow and arrows and began to speak again, and Jill was displeased when he heard it, but he was a little helpless.

Yang Shubao asked again, "What did he say?"

"He said that the conflict had arisen and asked for a steppe approach to resolve the conflict," Gill said. ”

"In what way?"

Jill said, "Heads-up. ”

Yang Shubao smiled when he heard this, he also put away his gun and said: "There are still such good rules on the grassland? ”

Jill asked, "Are you sure? These two men are faceless, don't underestimate them!"

Yang Shubao asked, "What is the Faceless One?"

Jill said: "It's the warriors of our Zulu tribe, you know that the tribes of the steppe often have to migrate, and then it is easy to have friction with each other, and every time there is friction, you have to send samurai to fight, because the samurai who go to war often wear ox skulls or some terrible masks to cover their faces, so they are called faceless." ”

"Seems amazing?"

"Very powerful, faceless fights often end with the killing of one side. Jill said.

Yang Shubao said: "No wonder the two of them are so domineering, it turns out that they are relying on their own strength? Okay, let them see what it means to have someone outside the world today! Ma Long, prepare to fight!"

The two Faceless Men went ashore, and then the big tongue took off his T-shirt to reveal his swollen muscles, and his skin was covered with many bulging scars, savage and ferocious, with a strong visual impact.

Jill said nervously, "Let your men be careful, this Faceless Man may have many lives on his hands." ”

Big Tongue took a deep breath and puffed up his muscles, and another black man roared loudly and circled around him, patting his chest, back, shoulders and abdomen with his palms as he turned, and the big tongue's emotions were mobilized, and he stomped his feet and began to roar.

Yang Shubao asked Ma Long: "What level is this opponent?"

Malone said disdainfully: "Heh, the general goods." ”

The last roar, the big tongue with a fist against the chest at Ma Long, his footsteps walked very fast, when the distance between the two narrowed to two or three meters, he rushed up with a sharp arrow to shake his body to avoid and punch out at the same time, a punch was smashed by Ma Long to the ground......

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