Anyway, it's idle, and there is nothing to do, so there is a bright spot in an African supermarket. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info made Yang Yong feel that his blood began to boil again, and he returned to the underwriting that afternoon. Yang Yong immediately returned to normal, accompanied the old man to play mahjong, took some children to tease his African pets, and then had dinner.

The next day was Sunday, and the continuous play in the past few days made the physical strength of the elderly and children a little unable to keep up. So Yang Yong announced that he would take a day off on Sunday to recover his mental state before continuing to play, which was approved by everyone.

Castle Lyman is here to eat and drink, plus all the bodyguards of the five brothers are here. The bodyguard team reached an astonishing 50 people, and there were also those African black buddies who carried AK47s as peripheral guards. The castle is very safe, and after settling the old people and children in the castle, Yang Yong is free to roam freely.

After arranging everything, Yang Yong brought his team of bodyguards, as well as Smith plus a black guide and a black translator. Five jeeps and two trucks drove out of the Laiman Reserve and headed north to a small town called Baden, a few dozen kilometers away. On the road, I encountered a lot of vehicles with the same destination as myself, and these vehicles were very old, but the speed of driving was really amazing, and they disappeared as soon as they slipped through the smoke.

As soon as I entered the main road of Baden Town, I encountered more and more people and cars. These Africans, though dressed in rags, were only tall and muscular. More than 95% of the people carry guns, but these guns are all old and old, and even the famous German rifle Mauser from World War II has been seen. Of course, most of them are AK47s with relatively strong firepower, sitting in groups of three or five on their own broken trucks.

Seeing this kind of love in the black market, the black guide pointed to these, and the armed men in tattered clothes said to Yang Yong. "Mr. Yang, most of these people with weapons are poachers. There are also some smugglers, all of whom are lifeless masters, and they are all licking blood from the knife edge, and they can't say when they will move their heads? It's very vicious to these people, and you don't have to provoke them. ”

This time I came to visit the market, and I didn't come to kill people, as long as the other party didn't provoke him, Yang Yong wouldn't go on a killing spree. So just smiled and nodded, drove forward another kilometer without squeaking, and slowly saw that the crowd gathered, the car couldn't get in, everyone could only get out of the car, and all the bodyguards took out their guns and gathered around Yang Yong.

Protecting Yang Yong to go inside, there were more and more people at this time, and those pedestrians had all kinds of things. They were all dressed in tatters, all dressed in various national costumes, some in suits and leather shoes, blacks, yellows, whites, and all kinds of people. There are also rich people like Yang Yong who are surrounded by bodyguards, this is the characteristic of the black market, the poor have to sell, the rich buy, and everyone takes what they need. In the black market, there are only those you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't buy.

Moreover, the bazaar is very lively, full of shouts in various languages, and 99% of Yang Yong does not understand. Fortunately, I brought enough translations, and the black market went from south to north, and there were all kinds of stalls on both sides of the road, selling everything.

There are a lot of wild animal products, both alive and dead, and there are taxidermy specimens. There are also stalls in the state of parts, and even stalls of various weapons, stalls of various drugs. After walking for dozens of meters, Yang Yong even saw a stall for buying and selling slaves.

Most of them are buying and selling women, and 100% of them are some black African women. The oldest of these poor girls was no more than thirty, and the youngest was seven or eight years old, all naked in cages. Seeing this, Yang Yong felt as if he had returned to the dark age of the Middle Ages.

Pointing to the goods that were not in cages, they were bought and bought, and the African women asked the guide in confusion. "Guide, I can't imagine that there are still women who buy and sell. Isn't what these people are doing a little too exaggerated? This is a black market, not a slave market, how can this happen. ”

Seeing that Yang Yong was now as if he had become a saint, he was full of the brilliance of divine benevolence. couldn't help but make the guide smile bitterly, if the guide didn't know who Yang Yong was? He will definitely be deceived by Deputy Yang Yong. I thought that Yang Yong was a good man and a woman, but Yang Yong was just very curious to ask like this, so the guide didn't take it seriously and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, do you know something? Africa has formed dozens of countries, large and small. However, these countries are not peaceful, and as long as they leave the capital, all the places are basically the land administered by the respective tribal chiefs. ”

"And these chiefs are very noble and emperors, but these tribes have lived in Africa for thousands of years, and they have friends and enemies. From time to time, one can hear which tribe is at war, and the losing side of the male side is basically all killed, and the old man is buried alive. ”

"Encountering those valuable women can only be used as commodities to buy and sell, and increase the wealth of their tribe. The winner is king, and the loser is the loser, this is the law of nature, and it has been like this for thousands of years. It's you outsiders who feel very curious, and people like us who were born and raised are no longer surprised, hahaha. ”

Good guys, what age are they now? And such barbaric acts. Originally, Africa was only very democratic and harmonious on the surface, but secretly it was a dirty mess and all kinds of strange things could happen. Do you take it for granted to see a few black people around you? This kind of human trafficking is very common in Africa.

Of course, the people who were bought and sold were some African black girls, and Yang Yong was not in a hurry, but he felt curious and asked the reason. Instead of taking it to heart, he focused all his attention on a poacher stall selling wild animals next to the independent stall.

The stall is small, with a simple wooden custom-made table topped with a tablecloth made of African bison leather. There are all kinds of African animal products on it, among which there is a scimitar made of rhinoceros horn, which is particularly beautiful, Yang Yong fell in love with it at a glance, and came to the stall to play with this rhinoceros horn scimitar in his hand.

The rhinoceros horn was more than thirty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide. I don't know how to make the round rhinoceros horn, but it was actually pressed into a flat shape, and the handle made of sterling silver was inlaid with various gems, which was a scimitar. Slowly pulling out the scabbard, he felt a flash of cold light, the blade was steel blue, and Yang Yong could feel the coldness on his face from a distance of more than ten centimeters.

It seems that this knife is the work of a famous master, and it cannot be said that it is as sharp as clay, but it is also a very rare knife, a rare Arabian knife. When the black stall owner saw Yang Yong in a suit and leather shoes and the bodyguards around him, he knew that the wronged man had come to the door, and said in the indigenous language with a smile.

"Hello sir, it seems that you like this knife very much."