Chapter 762: The African People Are Pitiful? (2-in-1)
France is a highly developed capitalist country. One of the four largest economies in Europe, its citizens have a high standard of living and a good social security system, and it is one of the five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council.
Speaking of which, French perfumes, French bags and jewelry, French candlelit dinners, French lovers, French cuisine, and even as long as the word romance is mentioned, it is inseparable from France. It's as if couples don't come to France for the rest of their lives.
But you must know that France is also a country where "sewage" is rampant, of which "Marseille" is the hardest hit area of French gangs, which is the trade center of North Africa into Europe, and it is also a key point on the smuggling route from South America to Europe through West Africa.
And because of the large number of North African immigrants in Marseille, smuggling from Morocco has become a prominent feature of the city's underground economy. In addition to this, assassination, discord, provocation, coercion, darkness and cruelty are also essential. Every day, there are shows that can only be shown on TV and movies.
Come here alone to Fangyuan Mountain and stroll through the "13th arrondissement" of "Marseille". Seeing the young people on the street corner whispering there, blatantly trading du products, the corners of his mouth tugged, and he secretly pouted in his heart. Those who say that the moon is full in foreign countries, if they are pulled to see, it is estimated that they will be so frightened that they will never dare to go abroad again.
The "Thirteen Districts" are controlled by the "TIR" family, and poverty and unemployment have contributed to the "growth" of a new generation of gangsters. As a result of the economic crisis of 2008, a large number of young people between the ages of 16 and 30 have been isolated from the margins of society for a long time. In a commercial society, it is difficult for them to find a place in the labor market.
It is a "labor-intensive" DU product trading industry, which needs a lot of "employees" who are responsible for ventilation and distribution. It is only natural that the "tir" family recruits from among these large numbers of isolated and excluded young people.
In Marseille, up to a quarter of the population lives in "sensitive neighborhoods", and the vast majority of them are engaged in pin-related businesses.
Of course, this has no effect on the distant mountains, and compared to the "City of God", it can only be called "elementary school level".
The three things of pornography, gambling and drugs are not separated, and in stark contrast to the trade of Du products in the streets and alleys is the ubiquitous Ji girl. These girls wearing heavy makeup were wearing revealing clothes, scratching their heads at passers-by, and when they saw Fang Yuanshan coming, they also gave a flying kiss.
I don't know if his unfamiliar face attracted those young ladies to focus on him, and from time to time there were selling girls to come up and pull him, but when he rummaged out of his empty pockets, those girls left consciously.
It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and he had come from Italy, dressed up in strict attire. "Dassault" has a deep background in France, and he has been caught smuggling weapons, and he will be condemned at best, but if he is caught, he will definitely face the risk of being imprisoned.
But this is just a normal situation, in fact, no one can catch him on the spot, it's a big deal to hide in the space, who else can find him?
"Hey, stop, what are you doing?"
Seeing a group of thugs blocking his progress, Fang Yuanshan, who was wearing a human skin mask, pulled his expressionless face and said, "Get out of the way, I'm just passing by." β
One of the hippie white youths looked at him with a grin, throbbing in his chest, and said, "Hey, where are you from, and why are you with us?"
His eyes froze at this "hippie", and he said coldly: "If you move your hands and feet again, I will chop off your hands!" ~"
"What, what did you say, chop off my hand?"
As if he had misheard, the young man leaned his head in front of him, covered his ears with his hands and asked, "You say it again, I didn't hear it clearly!"
"Me. Say. You. Want. Be. Again. Move. One. Next, me. Only. Handful. You. Hand. To give. Chop. It's over!~" finished in English word by word, and then pushed the men in front of him away and walked forward.
In fact, when these idle thugs came around, he knew that there would definitely be a conflict, so he didn't get used to them, and issued his own warning very strongly.
"Ada~~"
The white man in the back, probably hearing his Asian accent, let out a strange breath in his mouth, and kicked his body in the air and slammed into his back.
"Bang~"
Turning around, he kicked the sneak attack guy five or six feet away, and rolled on the ground for more than a dozen laps before stopping. Then he walked back with a compelling momentum, and several guys who tried to reach out on the way were slapped to the ground by him.
When he arrived next to the white hippie, in his frightened eyes, Fang Yuanshan raised his right foot and stomped it hard~
"Click~"
"Ah......h
This ruthless blow suddenly made the surroundings silent, and those guys who were still "humming" on the ground immediately covered their palms, afraid that Fang Yuanshan would also come up to give them this blow.
At the same time that Fang Yuanshan kicked the white man away, at the top of a five-story building not far from them, several men looked at Fang Yuanshan, and one of them grinned: "Bertrand, your little brother was beaten, and you can't go down to save him." β
"Those few wastes are not enough to succeed and more than to fail, and they will cause some inexplicable trouble to me all day long, so I don't bother to care about their lives or deaths!~"
"Bertrand", who sneered, turned to look at a bearded man on the left and said, "Benova, that guy's skills seem to be good, don't you want to go down and try it?"
"Bonova", who was lying on the side of the rooftop, was still looking at Fang Yuanshan on the street, and a pair of blue eyes moved: "Go down and try it?" But my clothes were only bought yesterday, and the price is not cheap, if it is broken, Demi will be angry." β
A few people next to him immediately looked at Bertrand with amusement, this small man with a figure of less than 1.7 meters, took out a small pile of euros from his pocket, shook it in his hand, and said to him: "As long as you can defeat him in ten minutes, these are yours." β
Bonova, the bearded man lying on the side of the rooftop, immediately straightened up, looked at the euro in the little man's hand, and after measuring the amount, he took off his upper clothes and hung them on the rooftop. He stretched his hands on the side of the roof and widened his chest and said, "It doesn't take ten minutes, it can be done in five minutes." After saying that, he jumped directly from the rooftop.
The people behind him saw Bonova jump directly and immediately rushed to the rooftop. Bonova's muscular arm grabbed the air conditioning rack below, then shook like an ape and landed on the windowsill below, grabbing/grabbing the raised edge and continuing to jump downward. The rabbit's action of rising and falling made everyone on the rooftop laugh.
"Bertrand, you are so bad, if Bonova's sister knew that you had sent his brother to fight again, she would have to skin you back. β
Bertrand, who was short in stature, said disdainfully: "Cut, I would be afraid of that woman? If she hadn't bore me two sons, I would have dumped her a long time ago." β
"Haha, is it? When Bonova comes back, we'll tell him this, and we'll say you're going to dump his sister. β
"Haha......"
Just when a few people were talking and laughing, Bonova below had fallen to the ground steadily, and then chased towards Fang Yuanshan, who had already left, like a violent wind, and when the distance was less than ten meters, he bent down and grabbed the trash can next to him and smashed it fiercely on Fang Yuanshan's back in front of him.
"Bang~"
As early as when this man fell from the rooftop, Fang Yuanshan had already noticed him, but he didn't expect that he was really coming at him.
kicked the trash can thrown by the bearded man behind him, and the man was already sticking to it.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Bonova, who jumped off the rooftop, don't look at his height of more than one meter and eight, but what he is good at is a short and concise fighting style, jumping around Fang Yuanshan's body like a monkey, and his fists hit him quickly.
"Ping Pong~"
Left and right, after receiving two consecutive punches on his arm, Fang Yuanshan had already adapted to the fighting style of this man who jumped down. Thinking that there were still "goods" to be picked up over there, and he didn't want to continue to delay, he stiffened the other party's kicking leg in his chest, and then grabbed the other party's small/calf.
"Bang~"
Bonova, who was still trying to save himself, was caught in the first moment, and a volley of his right foot swept Fang Yuanshan's left cheek at the first time when his little leg was caught/caught.
didn't give him another chance, and after raising his hand to block it, Fang Yuanshan raised his arm and threw him hard against the opposite wall. With his great force, the Bonova hit the wall directly, causing it to make an earth-shattering sound.
"Puff~"
Bonova, who fell from the wall and rolled around twice, tried to stand up with his body, and then just raised his body and spurted a large mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.
Everyone was not at the same level at all, in Fang Yuanshan's opinion, the other party's fancy movements did not cause him any actual harm, and it was not even as great as the threat of a small pistol to him.
The goods of the "Dassault" family were sent to the seaside of Marseille at his request, which is not too far from Italy, Spain, and the "******" across the sea, and can be attacked and defended, and the Dassault family cannot find out his specific transportation route.
But in broad daylight, he walked through the violent neighborhoods of Marseille XIII, and this was his boredom and panic. I've heard Arnold and them say that this is another big gang/gang holy place in Europe, and I was in a hurry when I came back and didn't have time to take a good look, so I came to feel it today.
After a little delay, Fang Yuanshan didn't continue to entangle with the crowd that was slowly gathering around him, and after patting the dust on his body, he threw up his arm and swept through the thirteenth district like a gust of wind. The gangsters, the girls, and the unemployed vagrants on the road who had nothing to do were startled by his actions. When he came back to his senses, Fang Yuanshan's figure was already far away.
When they came to the beach in the southern suburbs of Marseille, they wrapped all their goods in thick tarpaulins and threw them into the sea.
The reason why all the goods were thrown here was that the "Dassault" family didn't want to expose their intentions, and Fang Yuanshan didn't want to be on their territory, the ubiquitous high-tech monitoring system, and eyeliner, so that he couldn't quietly transport all the goods away.
Looking around the perimeter of the beach, there are still people walking around from time to time. I looked around, found a place to rent a yacht, rented a speedboat, and rafted on the sea around the beach. It wasn't until it was completely dark that he drove the speedboat toward the coordinates of the cargo.
After reaching the top of the goods, he opened the four-dimensional image and scanned it around the four first, and only after seeing nothing unusual did he put his hand on the surface of the sea.
With a "whoosh", the dozens of large wooden boxes lying quietly on the bottom of the sea were all taken into the space by him, and after leaving this area, he had time to look at the contents of the boxes.
Rows of guns and ammunition, rockets, grenades, anti-tank/gram mines, sniper rifles, surface-to-surface precision-guided missiles, surface-to-air guided missiles, and some sophisticated equipment.
Looking at those yellow bullets, Fang Yuanshan's eyes froze, these things are all used to kill people, and he is now helping those people create conflicts. Thinking of this, Fang Yuanshan's muscles on his face couldn't help twitching.
Sitting on the speedboat and thinking for a while, thinking about what he was about to do, he hesitated for a moment.
"Well, even if I don't help them transport, they will still kill each other, and I am helping their country move towards peaceful reunification and avoid those senseless sacrifices. β
I comforted myself in my heart, suppressed the guilt that suddenly appeared, and restarted the speedboat and drove towards the shore.
It's only nine o'clock in the evening, and there are still people walking around on the beach, Fang Yuanshan, who is driving a speedboat, has just come to the coast, and a few bright lights shine towards him, and at the same time he says: "Don't move, raise your hands!" ~"
"Walk down slowly, and don't blame us for opening a few eyes on you if we play tricks. β
Fang Yuanshan on the speedboat was speechless for a while, if he hadn't forgotten to scan the coast with the four-dimensional image just now, he would have found these people hiding.
Looking at the dozen or so gun-wielding men, the corners of Fang Yuanshan's mouth were crooked, and then he raised his hand very cooperatively, and when he got off the boat and came to them, he took away the bullets in their guns as soon as possible.
With a "swish", his body brought out an afterimage and swept towards the other party's group of people, and then picked up his iron fist and smashed it fiercely, and said while smashing his mouth: "Ma Gebi, let you scare Lao Tzu......"
"Ah......h
Fang Yuanshan's fist was full of strength, how could these people stand it? After a while, he was smashed to the ground and screamed!~
Seeing that there were already people rushing towards this side in the distance, he didn't bother to ask where these people came from, so he ran away and left the beach in the southern suburbs after a while.
Fang Yuanshan took a boat from "Cannes" to "Corsica" that night, and then smuggled to "Sardinia" from the smugglers who had been contacted earlier, and after resting for one night, he flew from Rome to "Nigeria", a country on the west coast of Africa.
Because he may have to "plan" on this land in the future, Fang Yuanshan is not in a hurry to rush to CΓ΄te d'Ivoire, anyway, there are still four or five days to go. He drove an SUV from "Abuya" in Nigeria to "Abidjan" in CΓ΄te d'Ivoire.
Last time he went back to Botswana, he didn't have time to take a good look at the hot land of Africa in a hurry, and this time it was a complete walk.
According to Arnold's introduction, Fang Yuanshan realized that he had many misunderstandings about Africa before. Because China is almost in a state of non-introduction to Africa, most people's understanding of Africa mainly comes from various African documentaries produced by the British BBC TV.
And I have to say that almost all of this kind of programs introduce African animals, or those "non-mainstream" peoples on African soil.
Many people will unconsciously make up a picture of "Uncle Black" holding cheap red weapons such as AK and 56, shooting all over the world.
But it's understandable that those TV shows, if you don't make some weird news, bloody wars, or starving to death of a large number of people, there really aren't many people watching them.
Many people like to drink coke and chew popcorn to watch the African refugees on TV, waiting under the scorching sun for the relief trucks to distribute food, and then say with sympathy: African people are so pitiful.
But is this really the case? Anyway, Fang Yuanshan looked all the way and saw that the people of "Nigeria" were living very happily, and he unconsciously remembered Yuan Gaoyang's words in his mind......
(To be continued.) )