"Boss Buffy!"

In the slums of Mongomo, a black figure suddenly ran into a mud house, calling out loudly. Burn? Wen?? ??? ． ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ`ｏｒｇ

"Checkered, you kid is so frizzy again, do you want to be solved by the boss?"

When the young black man called Plaid heard this, his face turned pale, and he quickly stopped, gasped, and looked at the figure who came out of one of the rooms inside.

It was a dark-skinned man with star-like eyes as bright as cold eyes, his lips pierced by a silver ring.

"Boss Isolde, isn't it...... No......"

Plaid was pale, and hurriedly waved his hand, speaking incoherently.

"Isolde, you kid is a bully again. ”

A two-meter-two black man walked out of the room, this was a normal-looking man, and when Plaid and Isolde saw this person come out, Plaid looked happy, and Isolde showed reverence.

Just because this person is none other than Buffol, and he is also the boss here!

Buffol, an authentic black African, is also one of the warlords who have risen to prominence, but he is the warlord who can be said to be the weakest of all warlords.

His territory was the slum of Mongomo, and it was only this slum that he dared to use it as his territory, just because those powerful warlords were fighting for places that warlords of his level could not participate in.

His team is composed of more than 50 poor people, poorly equipped and without any backers, and it is this vulnerable group that has become one of the warlords in this slum.

The reason for this is naturally that those big warlords and government troops saw that he belonged to an extremely small force, and except for this slum in Mongomo, they couldn't make any waves, so they didn't come to him for trouble.

What's more, even if you find trouble, there is not much oil and water to be fished, after all, they are all poor, and the oil and water that can be fished may not even be able to return to the original price.

And as one of the warlords who had the courage to rise up, Buffili also knew his strength, so he didn't dare to run around except for entrenching himself in this one-third of an acre, after all, he relied on the ignorance of these big men to survive in this era of war.

Once his strength is too much and makes those powerful warlords and government forces attract attention, then he dares to pack a ticket, and his power will be wiped out by those guys ten or twenty times in minutes.

But even if you manage this slum, all you can get every day is some food, and money is not circulating here, but if you have gold, it's okay.

But in a country like Equatorial Guinea, not to mention gold, the poor have to struggle for years to get a piece of silver, after all, the life of the poor is not so simple.

"Say, checker, what's the matter?"

Buffetti cherishes his subordinates, after all, there are only so many more than fifty people, and one less one dies, once his subordinates are reduced to a certain level, then the hundreds of poor people he manages may directly attack.

"Buffy boss, food! I see food!"

Checker's face was agitated and incoherent.

"Be clear!"

Buffili's eyes lit up, but what this checkered said was too unclear, and he snorted coldly at the moment to scare him.

"I saw the food! A group of outsiders came into Mongomo with a lot of food, and they ran to our slums!"

"How many?"

"Twenty-one people, those things on their bodies are enough for all of us to eat for half a month!"

"So much!?"

Hearing this amount, Bufferi and Isolde glanced at each other, and there was a thick ** in their eyes, which was a desire for food.

Equatorial Guinea is already one of the least developed countries, with no mature technology and no self-sufficiency.

Here, grain is the most precious food, and ordinary people can afford to eat it, that is, they grow it themselves, but the food from the country depends on imports.

Now that the country is in turmoil and warlords are rising up in their own hands, who will take care of this kind of grain import? In the past, it was the ruling clique that was in charge, but now the ruling clique is in a state of great anxiety in order to deal with these warlords, not to mention the incident that caused them to break their nerves and bones not long ago.

Without food, there is no sustaining life, and there are many small warlords in Equatorial Guinea who are fighting for a bite to eat.

People like Buffili, for the sake of food, but they get along with each other in every way, constantly squeezing these poor people dry, so that they can survive.

Now the food brought by Hao Jian and the others has become their hope, so much food, where have they ever seen it? And as long as everyone saves some money, they may be able to last for a month, plus the grain they stored before, they can survive for three months.

After these three months, they can have their own food, slowly form a cycle, and no longer have to worry about food.

After all, in today's turmoil, it is very easy to get a piece of land, just find a place to plant something, and you can survive it.

"Isolde, it looks like our food is going to increase again!"

Bufferi grinned his lips, and a smug laugh came out, making Isolde laugh too, the other party was only twenty-one people, but their force, there were more than fifty people, and they could completely approach them with overwhelming strength.

Not to mention that they still have weapons......

Isolde touched a weapon at his waist, feeling more and more smug in his heart.

"Boss Bufferi, when are you leaving?!"

Isolde turned her head and looked at Bufferi with anxiety in her eyes.

Buffili grabbed his hair, pondered for a while, and finally waved his hand, "Without further ado, gather all my brothers for me now, we will do a big vote!"

"Those guys just got there now, get over there before they eat our stuff!"

"Eat one less of those foods, how can we feed these guys, this is our thing!"

Hearing this, Isolde also smiled coldly, he naturally knew what this meant, and immediately took a step and walked towards the outside of this earthen house, he was going to worry about their men.

And when Buffili and the others were about to make a move on Hao Jian and the others, Hao Jian and the others, under the leadership of Teng Wei, came to a small two-story earthen house, which was a small earthen house that no one lived in, or rather, before Hao Jian and the others moved in, there were already several owners.

Here in the slums, their houses are built by themselves, and once the owner of the house dies, the house left behind is left unattended, and other people will naturally move in.

Now that Hao Jian and the others have found this earthen house, it is naturally that the owner has been away for a long time, and compared to those houses in the city, living in the slums is even more difficult to be discovered.

And when they came over, Hao Jian and the others also erased the traces of their coming, so as to avoid those guys from discovering their arrival to the greatest extent.

However, what made Hao Jian and others a little helpless was that there was no running water in this slum, and the nearest lake was at least three kilometers away.

That lake is also the source of water for the poor here, but what Hao Jian and the others need now is rest, so they didn't let people go over to carry water immediately.

But as soon as she came to the house, Aveline sent Teng Wei out again, not only sent him out, but also brought another person, this person is also a professional scout, called Percins, is a white girl, but her profession, even Teng Wei is difficult to catch up.

With these two people out, Aveline doesn't worry about whether she won't be able to bring back the message, they are both professionals.

"Boss, we're settling here, those guys shouldn't find out here. ”

"Well, I hope so, the mercenary gods and killer gods shouldn't have come, I can't detect their breath. ”

Hao Jian nodded, if the mercenary god and the killer god both came, then it would be a little difficult for him to complete this mission.

Although his strength is very strong, he can only fight with the god of mercenaries and the god of killers, and the rest of these subordinates, against those two guys' subordinates, can only fight five or five, but don't forget, they came here to do the task!

Since it is a task, it is natural that someone will help them, and this is what needs to be considered.

"When Teng Wei and Pei Xinsi come back and see what they have investigated, we will lay out the plan we are going to make in detail. ”

"But if you want those two people to come back, you also need to wait until tomorrow, now let's take a rest first, this is the time difference or need to be transferred. ”

Hao Jian yawned, stretched, and was about to walk upstairs, but when he took a step, there was a sudden sound behind him.

"Someone!"

His gaze suddenly turned cold, Hao Jian stretched out his hand, and a few nails appeared in his hand, and the remaining eighteen people were already in strict formation, their eyes were as cold as Hao Jian.

Just now, at the moment when they were chatting, they noticed the murderous aura that was approaching at an extremely fast pace, and this murderous aura showed different shades according to their different strengths.

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, and the gate, which was not sturdy, was kicked away by a leg wearing camouflage pants, and then a tall, dark-skinned man walked in, carrying in his hand a very poor quality earthen gun, to be precise, a homemade earthen gun.

"Uh......"

Looking at the more than ten people who rushed in, the originally small earthen house was crowded in an instant, Hao Jian touched his nose helplessly, these guys are really arrogant! )