This was the last order of business this morning, and after checking the goods list, Leng Feng began to move the remaining goods on the pickup truck to the Chinese-owned supermarket.

"Here's the rest of the payment." The fat boss Qian Bida handed over a stack of US dollars in his hand, the heat of Africa made the fat boss a little unbearable, but it was a big expense to install air conditioning in the supermarket, and he was reluctant to spend this money because of his careful budget!

Open the freezer in front of you and feel the cool air.

"Hey, buddy, that's not the right amount! Three are missing. After drawing the banknote twice, Leng Feng had already counted the amount of money.

Qian Bida is also weak-hearted, and there is no bird cold front.

"Everyone is Chinese, is this really good?" Having lost his military position, Leng Feng spent a lot of money looking for Long Xiaoyun in Africa alone, and he could only be reasonable in the face of such a boss.

"Hey, I haven't been Chinese since three o'clock in the afternoon on the 14th of last month." There is nothing wrong with what Qian Bida said about this, he has just joined the Angolan nationality.

"What's the matter, brother, I've just come from China."

"Da~Da~Da~" Leng Feng just wanted to speak, and gunshots came from outside the supermarket.

"See? Now the situation is at this price. "It seems that he is accustomed to the gunfire here, and Qian Bida can use this as an excuse to bargain.

"Hey, have you ever seen this? Some say this has been in this country before. Leng Feng held up a bullet with a strange pattern engraved on his neck, since he was missing three hundred dollars, he should ask a question.

"I haven't seen it, I really haven't seen it." Qian Bida flatly denied that if Leng Feng had studied psychology, he could have seen some micro-expressions on Qian Bida's fat face, but even special forces were not omnipotent, and he was still deceived by this shrewd businessman.

"Boss, give me a soft China." Xia Yu's loud voice sounded at the door of the supermarket.

"It's coming, it's coming." Qian Bida's fat body flexibly bypassed Leng Feng and went straight to the counter.

Taking off his sunglasses, Xia Yu hung on his chest, and at a casual glance, he also met Leng Feng's gaze, a wonderful connection was generated between the two, that is a kind of soldier's sensitivity to soldiers, even if they are no longer wearing military uniforms, even if they are not young.

Xia Yu nodded slightly, and when he looked back, he saw the little black fat man who was following Leng Feng, I don't know what it is, I saw that he took a bottle of fake Moutai that deceived foreigners and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Soft China, soft China, a pack of fifty dollars." (Ask people who have worked in Africa in the past, the price of cigarettes in China is generally four to six times higher) Qian Bida took out a pack of soft China from under the counter.

"I said, it's all Chinese, you can't pit your own people! Take the bag and really come out. Xia Yu picked up the cigarette and looked up and down, it was fake, this dog day, specially pit Chinese.

"Yes, yes, we are all Chinese, no one can pit their own people, look at my brain, take the wrong one." Qian Bida was also shocked when he saw through it, but fortunately, he was just a person who knew the goods, and he didn't plan to find fault, otherwise he wouldn't be able to admit that it was fake.

"Come, brother, you watch." Qian Bida took out another bag.

"Well, okay, it's money."

Leng Feng, who has not yet put down the bullet on the side, is also a little funny, this fat man, seeing people talking about people, seeing ghosts talking about ghosts, just now he said that he is not Chinese, and now he has changed back.

took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, Xia Yu took the plastic lighter on the counter and lit it.

"I said boss, I want to ask you about something?"

"You say, tell you whatever I know." Qian Bida's supermarket is very similar to an ancient tavern, it is a news transfer station, but Xia Yu doesn't want to ask any substantive questions, what he has to do is to make a familiar face in front of Leng Feng first, and also reveal the information that he is like a timber merchant, and then it will be easy to contact.

When Leng Feng pulled Chubby out of the supermarket from behind Xia Yu, the questioning session with the fat boss was almost over.

A few minutes later, with a second cigarette in his mouth, Xia Yu also came out of the supermarket.

"Where did Leng Feng go?" Naturally, the question is red.

The red queen, who is always paying attention to the dynamics of the cold front, naturally knows, "The pickup truck they are riding in is heading towards the sea." ”

"By the sea? Aren't you going to play? Xia Yu saw that their pickup truck was empty, and the goods should have been sold out, and those who sell goods abroad like them basically rely on shipping, a shipload of goods, and it is impossible to have a perfect and fast distribution chain like in China, which means that Leng Feng has to be idle for the time being.

"From the analysis of the topics they talked about, the probability is 98%."

Glancing at my watch, it was almost noon and it was time to find a place to eat. Although there is still a lot of food in the space, Xia Yu feels that it is better to solve it outside.

Wearing sunglasses, let the red queen navigate a Chinese restaurant with a good taste, Xia Yu asked for two hard dishes, seeing that Xia Yu is Chinese, the boss is the chef who cooks authentic Chinese food for Xia Yu, but this European beer Xia Yu feels a little unaccustomed.

Sure enough, you still have to brave the world.

However, Xia Yu is not a hypocritical person, he will get used to drinking more, in the sunglasses, Leng Feng and the little fat man are grilling fish and eating, and he is also eating stir-fried vegetables here, and the conditions are good.

But the scene in the sunglasses changed abruptly, and other images appeared, with dozens of armed pickup trucks that had been seen in the village of Bechka heading towards the main street of Zauntu.

"Alert, alert, armed coup d'état by the terrorist Red Turban Army in the country, please pay attention to the host, please pay attention to the host."

Damn, so fast? Xia Yu's plan will take two more days to work, what can I do now, if Leng Feng's life is not good, he will be killed directly by a stray bullet, where will Xia Yu cry.

I want to go to him quickly, I don't eat anymore, I throw away my chopsticks, and I have to go out with two dollar bills on the table.

"Young man, you're looking for money." The boss chased him out with the banknotes.

"Don't look for it, boss, hurry up and run to the Chinese embassy when the gun goes off after a while." Xia Yu's voice floated from afar, but the boss who said this was confused.

"Da~Da~Da~" The gunshot suddenly rang out on the beach, throwing the grilled fish in his hand, and Leng Feng pulled Xiaopang behind the wooden pile.

In the gap, Leng Feng saw three government soldiers in camouflage uniforms fleeing in embarrassment with guns in their hands, while behind them was a long battle line opened by the Red Turban Army.

"Just~Gang~Gang~Gang~Gang......" The heavy machine gun mounted on the pickup truck roared, and the government army, which couldn't even run on the broken line, hit the red turban army with heavy machine guns directly into a sieve along the trajectory in front.

"Run~~"

Xia Yu ran out less than two minutes ago, the fierce gunshots had already sounded, and the market that was still prosperous just now was in chaos in an instant, men, women, the elderly, and children were all in chaos, no matter what direction it was, run up first.

"Huh~~Boom~~" A shot of RPG-7 hit the billboard on the second floor of a store, and the black fire instantly burned.

The armies of both sides paid no attention to the civilians fleeing everywhere, and the 7.62mm bullets of AK47 and AK103 burrowed into innocent flesh one after another.

"After the red, export the real-time route between the cold fronts for me." Leaning against the wall, Xia Yu yelled loudly, although no one could understand his Chinese.

"Yes, Your Excellency Administrator, get down quickly." The Red Queen's voice, which had no change in pitch, seemed to be mixed with a hint of fear.

"Gang ~ Gang ~ Gang ~ Gang ~ Gang ......" A shuttle 12.7mm heavy machine gun bullet directly hit the thin floor wall through the wall,

Grass, should the power be so fierce, a gun against Shan Xia Yu is not cowardly at all, but this is chaotic, and the large-caliber bullets are flying around with their eyes is really scary.

In the real-time satellite picture in the red queen's eye, five meters away from Xia Yu, a heavy machine gun was still roaring, but the head of the gun had been moved to other places.

Xia Yu squatted up from the ground, and in the hole punched out of the wall, he saw that the rebel young man of the principal was still holding the grip and did not let go, Xia Yu really wanted to say to him, "Young man, don't be too arrogant, otherwise sooner or later you will be retributed." ”

didn't even take out the gun, Xia Yu shook his hand and flew out with a beer cap.

"Boom~~" The young man's head exploded directly like a watermelon, although the beer lid only weighed a few grams, but as long as Xia Yu's true qi was attached, even the stone head would be fried for you, and the brain pulp was not stirred evenly, even if Xia Yu lost.

"Red Queen~~"

There is no need for Xia Yu to say any more, the coordinates between Leng Feng and him are directly marked on the sunglasses.

So close, in the three-dimensional map, Leng Feng is in the first house on the opposite street, Xia Yu looked at it, isn't it the supermarket of the fat profiteer in the morning?

Pulling potatoes (black chubby), Leng Feng suddenly broke into Qian Bida's supermarket.

The two government soldiers who came to the Qianbida supermarket to smoke nervously raised the AK47 in their hands.

"Don't, don't, we're civilians." Standing in front of the potato, Leng Feng raised his hands slightly.

"Don't shoot, he's a good guy, a good guy." Qian Bida opened his mouth to stop him, although he had to deny that he was a profiteer, but he was only greedy for money, and he was still in awe of anyone's life.

The muzzles of the soldiers' guns were lowered slightly, and they were suddenly blinded by the Red Turban Army, and now they were like frightened birds.

"Wow~~" Another figure entered the supermarket.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, he's a good guy too." The government army was scared enough, and Qian Bida was not bad, why did all his compatriots crowd his small shop!

It was no one else who followed Leng Feng in, it was Xia Yu, but they met again in this way.

"Hey, old money, I'm here to buy cigarettes again." Xia Yu said a cold joke after looking at the environment here, but this joke is not funny at all!

"When is this coming, brother, just say a few words!" Looking out through the blinds, Qian Bida had a sad face.

At this time, in the entire supermarket, there are only two people who are the calmest - Leng Feng and Xia Yu.