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The little boy wears a skirt made of sheepskin, his upper body is empty, his little feet are bare on the ground, and he is wearing no shoes.

He has a string of teeth hanging from his neck, and he doesn't know if it's human or animal, and he looks extremely scary.

In his right hand he was holding a spear with a sharp stone tied to a wooden stick, which looked like it was very damaging!

Hawkins' heart felt as if it had been hit with a hammer at this time, and his whole heart seemed to be shattered, and he was extremely surprised and shocked.

The people behind him hurriedly lifted the arquebus in their hands and prepared to light it, while the others also lifted their spears and drew their longbows, ready to shoot the little black man here at once, killing people.

Hawkins covered his fast-beating heart and swung his right hand to stop everyone's movements.

He took a gentle step forward, a kind smile on his face with difficulty, and showed a few of his black and yellow teeth, and cautiously approached the boy.

"Hello, I'm lost, where is this?" Hawkins asked softly.

The boy had a confused look in his eyes at his words, and he was very strange and curious about the strange and incomprehensible words spoken by this strange, white-skinned stranger.

"Pull from the west!" The little boy bared his snow-white teeth, tilted his head, and asked curiously.

Hawkins didn't understand the little boy's words at all, but he felt that the boy had no ill will towards them.

Seeing this, he rolled his eyes, took a piece of candy from his pocket, handed it to the little boy's eyes, and motioned to him.

The little boy tilted his head, his eyes between Hawkins and the sugar in his hand, and Hawkins saw his hesitation.

Seeing this, Hawkins directly put the sugar into his mouth in front of him, and made an expression of enjoyment.

The black boy's eyes lit up instantly, the corners of his mouth cracked, and his white teeth dazzled.

Seeing this, Hawkins patiently took out another piece of candy from his pocket, handed it to the little boy, and motioned for him to eat.

The little boy didn't hesitate this time. Directly sent the candy to his mouth, and his face immediately bloomed with joy, nodding at him again and again.

Just when Hawkins and the others thought they had bought him, the little boy suddenly called behind him.

Immediately, more than 100 black people appeared in front of Hawkins and the others, all with spears in their hands, slender legs, and a black patch, which was very scary.

In this way, Hawkins's face suddenly froze, and when he was about to let everyone start attacking, the boy suddenly turned around and muttered a few words to the long-legged black men, who suddenly took the weapons in their hands.

At this time, a black adult man who seemed to be the boy's father, with a dark face, more bones around his neck, and a ring of colorful feathers on his head, looked like he was in an extraordinary position.

The black man with the feather had a more serious expression, he looked at Hawkins and the others curiously, and then turned around, and after muttering a few words to the black man behind him, he held a gesture of invitation to Hawkins and the others.

Hawkins turned back to discuss it with a few of his men, and he boldly followed the black man with the feather on his head and walked slowly.

When the others saw that their bosses were like this, they cautiously followed behind them, looking around as they went, and the caution in their hearts never let go.

The other negroes gathered around them, their curious eyes grazing over them, and from time to time they began to talk, their white teeth dazzling them.

Hawkins and the others walked cautiously for more than ten minutes before they saw the original black tribe gathering place.

Dozens of buildings that looked like houses stood there, with conical roofs piled up with various kinds of long grass and branches, and the walls were made of mud and looked rudimentary.

"Negroes are negroes, and indeed a bunch of savages! God will definitely forgive me! Our Lord blesses! In this way, Hawkins has a lot less guilt.

Then all the people of the tribe came out to welcome them, and all kinds of food were taken out and roasted over a hot fire.

To the surprise of Hawkins and others, among these food species were not only cattle and sheep, but also lions, pythons, and apes.

Especially the python that was twenty feet long, which scared Hawkins and the others a lot.

Next, the bonfire party began to be carried out in the welcome of everyone.

Hawkins, on the other hand, chatted with the black chieftain Chicken and Duck, using his hands and feet, and seemed to be chatting very happily.

Food, black-made booze, and black women became the biggest entrée of the bonfire.

Some of these sailors who followed Hawkins could not bear the loneliness, and in the laughter and drink, they entered the grass together with those enthusiastic blacks, and for a while, the sound of humming was endless.

Happy times are always fast, and by about eight o'clock in the evening, the bonfires are finally over.

Hawkins and those who did not go to have fun did not go to live in haystacks, but gathered together, guarded the campfire, and dozed off.

"Everyone, get up, don't sleep!" At about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, in a daze, Hawkins asked about a fragrance, even tempting, the most fragrant smell he had encountered in his life, which was the taste of food.

Hawkins affirmed in his heart.

He opened his eyes, swallowed his mouth, and looked around, looking for the place where the fragrance was.

Not only him, but most people were attracted by the scent, got up, and began to sniff non-stop, looking for directions.

"What does this smell like, it smells so good!" A thin sailor, with a look of enjoyment, squinted his eyes, and sighed.

"Boss, what is this, so fragrant, let me unconsciously seduce in my heart!"

Beside him, a bearded sailor, swallowing his saliva, asked Hawkins.

"I don't know, let's go and see, this group of black people looks pretty good, they shouldn't blame us!"

Hawkins couldn't help but swallow and said softly.

So, the other people who had not yet woken up, disturbed by this group of awakened people, got up one after another, rubbed their eyes, and searched for the source of the fragrance.

The people searched carefully, and after walking for a while, they found the fire under a hill not far from the village.

And to the hearts of Hawkins and the others, this food is nothing else, it is their dozen companions who have been seduced by black women.

A dozen sailors had been cut into pieces by the group of negroes, their heads haphazardly discarded to the ground, their arms and thighs tied to wooden racks and roasted, emitting a mesmerizing scent.

Seeing this, everyone vomited one after another, vomiting wildly, their faces became snow-white, and their whole bodies were trembling.