The faces of overseas Chinese in Africa suddenly became darker, and they looked like African refugees in their original clothes.

But the situation is stronger than people, so he had to obediently follow Yang Yonghui's instructions and call the police hotline.

Yang Yonghui listened to his half-dead tone like a salted fish and talked to the phone over there, and it was estimated that the police uncle or aunt couldn't believe it, thinking that this was a prank, and asked several times to confirm.

The African refugees had blue tendons on their foreheads, glanced at the evil gods around them, did not dare to speak ill words, tried their best to be patient, and cooperated with the questioning over there.

In his heart, tears had already flowed down his face.

It was a matter of time before he was caught by the police for doing bad things, and he was also mentally prepared.

But he never thought that there would be such a day, he was forced to call to report and surrender, and he was suspected by the police uncle, but the terrible evil god stood next to him, he had to suppress his temper, and tried his best to prove that he was not lying, nor was he joking, but really did something illegal, and now he sincerely surrendered.

What does it mean to prove that your mother is your mother! Look at me, look at me!

This sad ......

"Alright, let's get in the car. Yang Yonghui saw that the African refugees had made a phone call and immediately urged him to drive away.

As for the three muscle sticks on the ground, I am not afraid that they will run away. Yang Yonghui had the confidence to take a kick from himself, and he didn't want to wake up for a long time.

By then, the police should have arrived.

What do you say happens to an accident before the police come?

Accidents are accidents, these guys are not good people, just now Yang Yonghui heard with his own ears that they wanted to kill people and throw their bodies into the wilderness.

If one is accidentally bitten by a wolf, arched by a pig, or struck by lightning...... That's what makes people happy.

Therefore, Master Yang walked in a chic manner, and there was no psychological burden at all.

When Yang Yonghui was just about to get into the car, suddenly, a suppressed cry of pain faintly came from the dense forest in the distance.

The voice was short, and the caller, presumably alert, seemed to be afraid of being heard.

If it weren't for Yang Yonghui's rapid progress in cultivating the Pulp Cleansing Sutra, his ears and eyes were clear, his hearing was keen, and he was a big abnormality, he might not be able to hear it.

With a knife in his left hand, he slashed at the back of his neck and knocked him unconscious as the African refugees stared at him in stunned eyes.

Then, Yang Yonghui exerted his strength under his feet, and picked up the beginner's body technique that had been screened from the basic martial arts of the Yiyuan Sect, and rushed out in a hurry, rushing towards the source of the sound.

Although the cry of pain was small and short, Yang Yonghui still heard it, it seemed to be a person he knew.

Whether it's or not, go up and see what's more.

In the forest, Hu Qingchun, who was walking rapidly, tripped over a small tree lying on the ground, rolled a few times, touched the injuries on his body, and couldn't help but scream.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately stopped screaming.

Zhao Weilong stepped forward quickly, helped Hu Qingchun up, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Chun." I was distracted just now, and I didn't hold it all of a sudden. ”

Hu Qingchun struggled to stand up, the qi in his chest churned, and the biting chill wandered around, making him halfway up, and then slumped again.

"Damn, the little devil's inner strength is cold and weird, I can't suppress it at all. ”

In just a few words, his face became more and more pale, and his body began to tremble slightly.

It is like a passer-by who is only wearing a thin single coat and shivering in the cold under the weather of the wax moon.

"Aaron, you don't have to apologize, the person who should say sorry is me. If it weren't for me, you would have gotten rid of those little devils in the back a long time ago. ”

Zhao Weilong said: "Brothers, no one is burdened by whom." That mission in the Demon Capital, if it weren't for Brother Chun, I would have died a long time ago, where would there be a chance for you to be burdened. ”

Hu Qingchun shook his head and said, "We are brothers, how can there be a reason not to save when we die." But this time it's different, I really can't go. If you take me with you, you'll only put yourself in it, and it's just two more people who die, and there's no point in it. ”

Meng Songshi, who was in charge of the break, had a gloomy face, his eyes were like knives, he scanned the rear, searched for possible enemy traces, and said coldly without looking back: "Have you talked enough, do you want me to move a stool for you and make a cup of coffee?" Ah Long, what nonsense are you talking about with this bastard, you won't carry him on your back if you can't run! ”

"Haha, the dead old man has a straight face all day long, and he has never heard anything talk. Today's statement is reasonable, but it's still so uncomfortable to hear. Hu Qingchun laughed.

"I like to say that, it's none of my business if you're comfortable or not. Meng Songshi finally glanced back, and soon turned back, his voice still cold.

"Also, how many times have I told you, it's the stone of the stone, not the death of the dead. The pronunciation is not standard, you should go back to the primary school to find your Chinese teacher to reinvent the furnace. ”

Zhao Weilong had a bitter face: "Two big brothers, two uncles, don't be so loud, okay, the enemy knows our location." ”

Hu Qingchun propped himself up, struggled to sit firmly on a tree with a crooked neck, and said, "It's useless, I let you go just now, but now I can't walk if I want to." ”

"The bastard is right, those little devils are already catching up. Meng Songshi nodded, and was no longer vigilant, but walked back and sat down not far from Hu Qingchun.

Zhao Weilong also relaxed when he saw his two companions like this, and his face showed a trace of perseverance: "Since this is the case, then let's fight one last time." Killing one is enough, killing two is profitable. ”

Hu Qingchun looked at the faces of the two of them, and said tentatively: "The message for help has been sent, if you take the way of fighting and delay a little longer, reinforcements will arrive soon." After all, this is China, and it is our territory. No matter how arrogant the little devil is, he doesn't dare to stay too long. ”

Meng Songshi glanced at him obliquely, not even willing to speak.

Zhao Weilong smiled bitterly: "Brother Chun, what kind of fighting method do you have like this?"

"I'm talking about the two of you, and I don't include me. ”

"No!" Zhao Weilong flatly refused.

Hu Qingchun was not surprised by this answer, he leaned back, leaned against the tree, and moved comfortably: "Okay, you two can play as much as you want, anyway, I can only watch the play on the side." ”

"Don't worry, leave it to us. Zhao Weilong clenched his fists and waved it vigorously.

"Anyway, Adong has already been brought out, so it doesn't matter if we all explain it here in the end. I just hope that the value of that thing is huge enough to be worth Lao Deng's life. ”

Speaking of this, Hu Qingchun, who had a bold temperament, looked a little gloomy.

(End of chapter)