Wang Ying, who was dressed in a dress, also walked to the river, "On both sides of the river, one side is heaven and the other side is hell, people on one side wear Chanel for their pets, and people on the other side can't fill their stomachs and kill each other." This bridge is the dividing point, and people in the slums are not allowed to enter the rich areas, and the people in the rich areas are not willing to enter the slums for fear of being robbed. ”

"The reality is cruel!" Ye Qingyan turned around and looked at the crowded and dilapidated shanty houses in front of him.

Many roofs have been washed away by the rain and have not been repaired, and there are crooked earthen walls, and a mess of garbage heaps blocking the road.

"We're being targeted." Ye Qingyan lowered his voice and said in Wang Ying's ear, "Behind the broken windows of the surrounding low houses, there are many pairs of hateful and angry eyes watching us. ”

"Aren't we already disguised?" Wang Ying looked embarrassed.

"The face looks different!"

"Poof-" Wang Ying couldn't help laughing, yes, how did she forget to touch her face black, this is in Africa.

Most of the people living in the slums are refugees who have fled the war and are hungry in the vicinity.

"Let's go, to the other side of the river." Ye Qingyan tugged on Wang Ying's sleeve and walked along the river.

Wang Ying turned her head and looked back, the road was empty, "Qingyan, I also feel that someone is following us behind." ”

"Always be ready to fight back!" Ye Qingyan lowered his voice.

Wang Ying's feeling was also right, behind the two of them, a sturdy figure flashed out of the alley and followed them from a distance.

The path along the river was blocked by several houses, and it had to turn into a winding alley.

Ye Qingyan and Wang Ying just turned a corner, and two more figures followed, and the machetes in their hands were clearly flickering, and they reflected the light from time to time.

Wang Ying saw the figure and machete behind her from the reflection of the window glass, "Qingyan, the people behind are all holding real guys, the wooden dagger you made for me may not be useful." ”

Ye Qingyan looked at eye level and kept walking forward, "Don't worry, pretend not to see anything, and follow me." ”

After that, at every intersection, people would converge with weapons and follow them.

Walking through the twists and turns of the road, and coming to a house made of adobe, Ye Qingyan stopped.

Because in the middle of the road ahead, there were three black men with machetes standing in the middle of the road.

"It's terrible, these are all black, too strong, I may not be able to beat it." Wang Ying looked at the muscular black men in front of her and sighed.

As soon as Wang Ying's words fell, the black man in front of him raised his machete at the same time and threw it towards this side.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

Ye Qingyan watched three machetes fly over, kicked open the door of the adobe house next to him, pulled out the green frost blade on his waist, and raised his hand to fly a machete.

At the same time, with his left shoulder, he slammed Wang Ying into the small door.

Ye Qingyan followed and also threw himself into the small door.

The machete behind him also "whoosh!" Sou! Sou! "Fly," da! Da! Da! "A mess of them stuck to adobe walls and door frames.

The blacks were all huddled outside, afraid to come in.

Ye Qingyan turned over and hid behind a broken table, and glanced at Wang Ying, "There should be something more fearful in the house, be careful." ”

"Crackling!" There was a loud tapping on the keyboard.

Got a computer?

Ye Qingyan's eyes lit up, looking for a voice, his back was against the wall, and he walked in.

"It's all guests who enter the door, but I don't have any tea here, so I can't entertain you!"