Restaurant.

With a pair of hands on a greasy tabletop, slender fingers and neat nails, this is a pair of hands that will not make mistakes. Hold the glass in your hand, the wall of the glass is covered with water droplets, and you can drink the cold beer in one gulp.

A hiccup was halfway through, and a person sat across the round table.

The brain is full of fat, and the military uniform is open, revealing thick chest hair.

"What a coincidence." Shen Jing put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "General Saiman, meet again." ”

"Not really." General Saiman's left arm was wrapped in a bandage, and he smiled: "I'm here to find you." ”

"Looking for me? What are you looking for me for? ”

"You saved my life, of course I'm here to thank you." General Saiman beckoned, and two strong soldiers leaned behind him, blatantly holding a gun at Shen Jing's head.

The people in the restaurant dispersed in a hurry, and the person in charge smiled at General Saiman at the door: "General, I'll handle the aftermath, you can do whatever you want." ”

General Saiman's brows were twisted into the word "Chuan", he had never seen such a calm person. In a foreign land, under the gun, I didn't see the slightest panic. He was silent for a long time, that is, he did not order the shooting, nor did he order the release of people, and finally spoke: "You are not afraid of death? ”

"I'm afraid." Shen Jing told the truth, no one is not afraid of death.

He turned his glass and asked, "But I have something to tell you before I die." ”

The general looked him up and down, puzzled: "I won't listen to your rhetoric, I kill thousands of gold diggers like you every year." ”

Shen Jing got straight to the point, and pushed a stack of dollars in front of Saiman: "Introduce Baburu for me." ”

"You want to see the president?" General Saiman's eyes fell on the dollar, but he still didn't return it as he spoke.

"Yes."

"Give me a reason."

"You say I'm a gold digger, of course the gold digger wants gold."

Saiman glanced at him: "You want to prospect for mines?" ”

"That's right." Shen Jing pushed another stack of dollars over and looked Saiman into the eyes, greed and excitement flashing in his eyes.

This bird place has been dug up by major international companies, there is no mineral at all, and the only two remaining ones are all in the hands of Baburu. Gold panning will not be a one-person act, it will inevitably enter a lot of manpower and material resources, which is undoubtedly a good opportunity to generate income. Saiman held out a finger: "This number, take you to see Babura." ”

Shen Jingyi grasped the other party: "Deal." ”

Shen Jing has no money, all his funds are sponsored by Lao Lu, and these two pretending forces have run out of ammunition, so he has to continue to pretend to be forced to make a blank check.

General Saiman invited Shen Jing to eat the best food in the place, comparable to the township guest house. Agreed on a goodbye time, and when they parted, Shen Jing picked up a white-skinned woman and cast an ambiguous look at General Saiman, the two men looked at each other and laughed, and turned to leave.

Men and men are close to the relationship and can never be separated from women.

Back in the room, the woman took off her clothes and bit her lower lip: "$200." ”

Shen Jing didn't speak, motioning for her not to move. The woman misunderstood and said sarcastically: "150, it can't be lower, I've never seen a generous man in my life." I want to play tricks, but I don't want to pay for it. ”

Why a white girl is a **** in a small country in East Africa is a long story. She didn't say, Shen Jing didn't ask, and the pain rotted into despair in her stomach.

Shen Jing handed her $300 and whispered, "Do it yourself, don't talk, don't ask why." ”

Women are well-behaved, and she sees a lot of weirdos, which is nothing.

Soon the spring light in the house was everywhere, and the warblers were singing......

Shen Jing moved a chair, hung the gun belt on the back of the chair, held the "python" revolver, and sat down slowly.

The yard calmed down, and the cargo was loaded. The mercenaries are hidden on the rooftops, and the open and dark sentinels take care of each other. The blazing African land was replaced by a cool night, and the smell of blood in the wind flickered and faded, describing the cruelty of hunting.

The woman on the bed was still performing hard, and Shen Jing hid in the sporadic gunshots, quarrels, and women's gasps, and slowly fell asleep.

Behind the left wall, two black men smoked and played cards, listened from time to time, and said with a smile: "A pervert, how long have you been doing it and still tossing." "They are General Saiman's men and are in charge of monitoring Shen Jing.

Behind the wall on the right, the red-haired "Mighty Mouse" carries a 7.62mm general-purpose machine gun in his arms, and his tired eyes are unusually bright. He is Mark's man and is also in charge of monitoring Shen Jing.

Quiescence.

The silence is like the center of a storm, terrifying and beautiful.

The slightest mistake can break the beauty and enter the horror.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a sudden knock on the door!!