As the saying goes, it is difficult for a strong dragon to suppress the head of the snake, not to mention that people are still a nest of snakes and rats, and if we stay and fight hard, we will kill ourselves. It's okay to do something that is strong, but it's not suitable for long-term struggle as a main cause. As soon as we got out of the tavern, we first shook our eyes at the sunset outside, and then a few gunshots came out behind me. The roads in the ancient city were very rough and narrow, and we ran against the crowd all the way, and we were not familiar with the local traffic, and we were chased up and down by the crowd like the rats in the hole.

When I ran to a stone staircase, a head suddenly emerged from the small room next to it, and when I saw it, it was a big bald head that was shiny, but it was not the bald scoop that I had gone to find the old guide before.

The bald scoop was covered in blood, his eyes were red, we didn't know what was happening, he didn't have time to explain, and when he saw the pursuers behind us, he jumped out of the window and shot two shots at the ground. When the group of people saw his fierce and vicious appearance, they stopped one after another. A whistle sounded behind us, and when we looked back, we saw that a Jeep had come from somewhere, and was waiting for us at the end of the stairs.

Bald took out a pistol from his arms and threw it to me, I took it and looked at it, and the beauty in my heart! German-made Walter, semi-automatic 9mm pistol, this is a good thing that is absolutely impossible to touch in China-

Lao Hu, don't be beautiful, cover our retreat! -The fat man was fighting with the Indians he was leading and called out for help to me. The bald scoop and I were on the left and right, protecting the fat man, and shooting at the pursuers underground as we retreated. Xiao Wang Ba had been waiting impatiently in the car for a long time, just now in the tavern, he patronized and quarreled with Qin Siyan, and he didn't catch up with the good time to do it, but at this moment, seeing that our retreat was too slow, he simply stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards us in the opposite car. The little jeep was shaken by him on the stone steps and almost fell apart. Fortunately, we had already rushed up in time, and the three of them didn't have time to use their hands, so they jumped directly into the back seat of the jeep with their stomachs up. As soon as the bald scoop turned in, his head hit the iron plate directly, and tears fell in pain, but he refused to call out for the sake of face. Xiao Wang Ba held the steering wheel, turned fiercely, and we flew out of the steps in an instant, and drove off a big road. The pursuers behind obviously didn't want to give up, and kept chasing us to release guns, but the human legs never outran four wheels. We got rid of it very quickly-

Keep driving, Kuster can't stay long. We will now go directly to the village of Titama, and there we will find an indigenous guide into the woods - the bald scoop wiped a handful of blood from his face, and then said to us, - Old Mr. Arabra has been killed, and we are a step too late. This is his daughter, Miss Dolier—

Only then did I notice that there was a shivering figure huddled in the back of the jeep, the Indian girl who had nearly crushed me to death in the tavern. The bald scoop exhaled from his nose and said, "I took a detour in the wrong direction on the stone steps and delayed a little time. Fuck, just one step away, Mr. Arabra had already had someone else cut his throat when I entered, and a couple of locals were about to poison Miss Dolyl, and I shot one of them and told Miss Dolliel to go to the bar for help. I didn't expect an Asian to suddenly attack me from behind...... bald scoop pointed to a fleshy wound on his head and said: "That guy is black and strong, I guess he is the black strong man Jiang Ping said, the right-hand man of the bamboo pole trip-

I had assumed that the Bamboo Pole team had already entered the Amazon rainforest before us, and it seemed that they had not found a suitable guide, and they could not coerce and induce them to kill and kill the family, and to get rid of Monsieur Arabra's family. The Indian girl named Doril, although she is not small, is only ten ** years old when you look closely. It is really commendable that such a young girl can calm down and rush out for help in the face of a group of thugs who broke into her home. It's just that she lost her relatives in the blink of an eye, and now she is no longer possessed, and she is huddled in a corner and refuses to talk to any of us. We are a group of big men, and we don't know how to comfort her, or Qin Siyan is delicate, he said that he went to the town in front of him and found a hospital to send Miss Dolier in. First, see if she is hurt; Second, when the medical staff saw that she was covered in blood, they would inevitably call the police; After all, the hospital is a social institution, and if there are pursuers, they will not dare to rush in and commit murder, not to mention that we have already exposed our whereabouts, they are bound to pursue all the way, and it is too dangerous for a delirious little girl to follow us.

Xiao Wang Ba drove the car, shook his head and added: "We have a big trouble this time, not only the people and horses of the bamboo poles, but the local police will also trouble us when we turn around-

I said that a tavern brawl is not a felony, and that the police may not dare to chase us inside when we enter the rainforest. Qin Siyan smiled bitterly, pointed at Xiao Wang Ba and said, "This eldest young master, I beat the patrol police, and our car was snatched from other people's hands-

As soon as I heard this, I quickly lowered my head to look at the body, and sure enough, the Peruvian tricolor national emblem was pasted, and my intestines immediately turned blue. On a trip abroad, Shirley Yang didn't see him a few times, first wanted by the American police, and now robbed the Peruvian policeman's car. What kind of face does Gai Ming'er have to go back to face his hometown father, if my father asks me: August 1st, what souvenirs did you bring back to your neighbors? How can I say, hehe, Dad, nothing else, a dozen wanted warrants, do you want it? There are languages in various countries. I might as well wipe my own neck and die before it's too late.

The fat man and I took turns scolding the little king, and the jeep drove day and night, and finally arrived in the town near the village of Titama before the petrol ran out, and we sent the frightened Miss Dolliel to the local hospital, and luckily there were several nuns who were preaching in the hospital, and we entrusted Miss Dolliel to them, leaving some sesame oil money, and then we left the last town with modern civilization. Hike to the village of Titama, an indigenous village just 1.5 km from the Amazon jungle.

The closer we get to the village of Titama, the more obvious the change in vegetation becomes, and we have entered the eastern part of Peru in a tropical rainforest climate, which belongs to the upper Amazon River basin, a foothill area and alluvial plain, with high temperatures and rains all year round, and forests and sparsely populated areas. And the village of Titama in the mouth of the bald scoop is the last supply station with traces of human activity before we enter the Amazon rainforest.

Before entering the village, he gave us a vaccination, saying that the local natives rarely saw outsiders, and he had dealt with them a few times when he had passed by with Boss Wang's expedition team before. So we have to keep a low profile, we can't disturb the lives of the locals, and it's best to find an indigenous guide who is willing to take us into the jungle, and if we can't, then we have to play in the bush on our own. The level at which the bald scoop speaks Quechua is not much different from how well I speak English. Without Mr. Arabra as interpreter on this trip, I am afraid we will be much behind schedule. According to the previous plan, the Wang family's air speculation plane would not arrive until the next morning, so we had to stay in the village for the night, and if we could not reach a friendly agreement with the local natives, we might have to sleep on the edge of the jungle full of snakes and insects. To avoid this from happening, we all put on our friendliest smiles and stepped into this legendary primitive tribe.

As soon as I entered the village of Titama, I understood what the primitive aborigines of the bald ladle were, these people wore clothes like the prehistoric humans we see in museums, young and old, wearing fig leafs woven from the rhizomes of plants, their complexions were red, and their bodies were covered with tattoos. When they saw us enter the village, all of them showed the magic of fear, and they all avoided it and ran towards the largest tent in the center of the village. In order to show off the knowledge he had learned in his university books, Xiao Wang Ba proudly pointed to the canopy made of wood and dry grass and said, "Look at the camel hair flag on the top of the tent. That's the sign of the indigenous patriarch -

The fat man said you were talking nonsense, if it weren't for their boss's tent, they would still be running a fart! What a discerning person can see at a glance, what are you shouting there alone. I'm afraid they'll quarrel again and scare the natives around them. casually asked about the customs of the bald tribe and opened the topic. It was also the first time that they had been in such close contact with the indigenous people of the Amazon, so they didn't talk much, and we listened intently to the bald scoop's explanation as we walked to the big tent.

Bald has always been the most low-key and honest of us, which may have something to do with his perennial work as a bodyguard. Although the person is five big and three thick, but he is very careful in doing things, he saw that several of us were waiting for him to tell a story, his face was still red for a while, touched the bandage on his head and said: "Actually, I don't know too much, I only know that the last time I came with Boss Wang, I saw their poisoned arrows, that kind of blow arrow is very powerful, I have seen their warriors with my own eyes, and an arrow killed the leopard in the bush-

I took the lead in applauding, saying that the bald scoop is not only agile, but also very knowledgeable, worthy of being trained in actual combat. Bald was a little embarrassed, and modestly said that these things were not worth mentioning. Walking and walking, the little Wang Ba who was beating his head suddenly stopped, and the fat man patted him on the head and said What is wrong with you kid. Unexpectedly, this time Xiao Wang did not talk back to him for the first time, but raised his hands high. When we looked ahead, we saw that outside the tent stood in unison with black totems, with colorful feathers on their heads, each holding a thin wooden pole that looked like a flute, and the mouth of the pipe was aimed in our direction.

We didn't dare to wait, and a few of them immediately raised their hands obediently like Little Wangba.