Scribbled a few strokes, outlining a simple line, this is Shen Jing's map, like a child's pee. He www.biquge.info leave the convoy and run wildly through the grass, stopping abruptly.

Unfold the map and compare it carefully, and silently read yes, this is it.

The guide lives in this village, and Lao Lu told him that the situation in Wuwanggan is complicated, and if there is no guide, it will be difficult to move an inch. Shen Jing wanted to abandon the car halfway and part ways with the peace organization, but he didn't promise to follow people's wishes, the car broke down, and he left directly without making excuses.

But the sight made him frown, the smell of blood wafted in the air, and the village burned red!!

Shen Jing hid behind the bread tree, hesitating.

Close your eyes and put your back against the trunk.

The night breeze is slightly cool, like late autumn.

The fire grew and crackled in the darkness.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a flash of cruelty.

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Ancient villages, low houses are made of dead trees and grass, dry in the dry season, and ignite when caught by fire. Fires broke out in the village, and most of the houses were destroyed.

Thirty government troops, loosely armed with guns, gathered the villagers at the sacrificial ground. A thin black man fell to his knees with his hands tied behind his back, his head pressed against a stake by a large hand.

The soldier approached slowly, with a wide nose and a wide mouth, revealing two gold teeth as he spoke: "You stole the gold?" ”

The thin black man's face was full of blood and tears, his face was worn by a wooden stake, and he exclaimed: "No, I didn't, I didn't steal gold!! ”

The soldier's name is Riva, and he is a close confidant of the supreme leader Baburu, and he is a good hand at observing words and feelings, and he is deeply loved by Baburu.

He laughed and said, "No? You didn't steal gold, why did you run away? ”

"I ...... I ......" the thin black man snorted for a long time, and said intermittently: "My brother and father both died in the mine, I have to come back to take care of my family, I can't die!! ”

Bablu controlled two gold mines, but the technology was backward, and all problems could only be solved by manpower. There is no safety guarantee, heavy metal pollution, lack of medical care, and heavy labor that overdraws the lives of workers. Countless people have died!

No one went out of their own free will, and no one came out of their own free will.

"But everybody says you stole the gold." Riva turned his head, his red eyes sweeping the crowd. There are almost no young adults in the crowd, and the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled occupy the main force.

Quiet, no one answered.

Riva sneered and said loudly: "I only target the people who have stolen the gold, if I can't catch anyone, this village is about to be razed to the ground." ”

"Hiss......"

The crowd gasped and panicked.

The woman with a banana leaf around her waist bowed her head and stepped back, muttering, "Yes...... yes......"

Someone chimed in: "Okay...... It seems like...... It's as if he had a piece of gold......"

The whispers turned into buzz and clamour, and finally sonorously and forcefully.

"It's !! him" The old man with a sad face pointed straight ahead: "It was he who stole the gold!! ”

"Patriarch......" The thin black man cried bitterly and howled heartbreakingly: "What are you talking about? I didn't steal gold, I didn't steal!! ”

"He stole the gold......"

"Take him away!"

"We don't welcome thieves !!"

"Take him, take him away!!"

The thin black man struggled to argue, his empty eyes full of tears. He shouted, "Patriarch...... Barna ...... Hey look at me...... Alva...... We're friends...... Cisse ...... Cisse ...... My dear...... Tell them I'm not a thief......"

Every time he called someone, someone turned their heads. The flames engulfed the patriarch's house, and the flames burst into the sky, reflecting the elongated shadows of the crowd, twisted and angry.

Riva shrugged: "You saw it, the evidence is conclusive, you stole the gold." He coughed twice and winked at the man next to him: "Go and search his house and find out the gold." ”

"Yes!" Immediately, two soldiers rushed into a low hut with their guns in hand.

"Don't !! No, no!! The thin black man broke free and strode after him, but he fell down with a bang. Riva held a knife in one hand, the blade was stained with blood, and the thin black man stared blankly at a severed hand in the distance......

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The soldier laughed and shoved, and jumped into the hut with an old AK rifle.

The house is simple, and the dwellers are surrounded by walls.

A man squatted in the corner, and the soldier stepped forward and dragged him, and the firelight was reflected through the window, and the ground shot a fiery red. The man was thrown in the red light, thin and tightly wrapped. The soldier tore off the scarf on the man's face, and laughed: "Found it, sure enough, it's her, hahaha......"

The laughter is poignant, full of greed and tyranny.

I saw that it was a girl, I couldn't tell her age, she was full of white hair, and her thin face was also white-skinned!!

The girl screamed in terror and pulled desperately at her scarf, trying to cover her complexion. But it's too late, everything is already doomed.

This white color is not natural, and it is clearly an albinism.

Hearing the sound of the house, the faces of the people in the village were different. There is anger, there is surprise, there is intolerance, there is also loss and jealousy......

At this point, there is no more cover-up.

Riva didn't want gold, but albinistic girls. As for whether the thin black man stole the gold? Nobody cares.

It is a sin to be different in itself, and it is even more sinful in a place where civilization is backward. The witch doctor believed that the white-skinned girl of the black tribe had divine powers and was born with a demon taking away her skin color. If you can have her and eat her flesh and bones, you will get luck, power, wealth, health, and many other things that you can only dream of.

The thin black man struggled to his feet and ran towards the hut. He and his sister were the only ones left in the house, so he fought for his life to escape from the mines, and if he lost protection, his sister would not survive for more than three days. Not only did the elite covet her complexion, but the people in the village also hoped that the gods would bless her, suck her flesh and blood, and be reborn!!

A gunshot rang out behind him, and the man fell to the ground, convulsed, and stiffened.

Riva put away his gun, his face expressionless.

At the same time as the gunshot, a trace of dust suddenly splashed on the walls of the house, and there seemed to be a crisp sound, but it was muffled by Riva's gunshots. One of the soldiers suddenly fell to the ground, a bullet hole at the base of his ear, and a bloody hole in the top of his head.

The other soldier was stunned and hurriedly drew his gun. There was no one around, the strong wind caressed his face in the dark, the soldier's jaw was instantly crooked and unhooked, and the scarlet tongue hung uncontrollably. The force was so heavy that it slammed into the back of his head, and the soldier grunted and lost signs of life.

The girl didn't see anything, and the two men twisted and died in front of them. She was stunned, came back to her senses like she was crazy, and kicked her legs into the corner. A large hand covered her mouth, and the man squatted in front of her.

She will always remember that moment when she saw a pale face, a pair of dark eyes, and a warm smile.

The man shook his head at her, signaling silence. The girl felt inexplicably stable, sat still, and really didn't shout or scream.

Shen Jing smiled and gave her a thumbs up. He then turned around and dragged the two bodies into the distance, inspected their equipment, and brought back guns and ammunition.

He asked the girl, would she use a gun? The girl spoke softly, but it was a local dialect, which really embarrassed Shen Jing. According to statistics, there are between 800 and 1,000 languages spoken in Africa. Due to her abnormal skin color, in order to protect her safety, she has been hidden at home since birth, not in contact with outsiders, and the communication is in the tribal vernacular.