"Huaxia Dragon, let's get off. Wilmots said as he hid the AK47 under his seat, and he told Yang Tianlong not to bring weapons.

Yang Tianlong felt incredible, it was definitely very dangerous to enter such an area without weapons.

"Click......" Wilmots pulled out a pistol from his bosom like a trick, and it was obvious that he had loaded the pistol.

"Let's go down and look for it. Wilmots said with a straight face.

Yang Tianlong didn't expect Wilmots to work so hard for his bike, to be honest, he felt that it was really impossible to take risks in this slum.

"Forget it. Yang Tianlong looked at Wilmots and said.

"Forget it?" Wilmots looked surprised.

"I don't think the people here are good. "Chinese people have a saying that their faces are born from their hearts since ancient times, and looking at the not very friendly faces in the slums, Yang Tianlong couldn't help but feel a tingling in his spine.

"Don't want your bike?" Wilmots asked.

Yang Tianlong nodded.

"Hey. Wilmots let out a long sigh, and he slowly kicked the pistol back into his arms, his hands hanging on the steering wheel, his face dazed.

At this moment, the system spoke, "Host, isn't your memory very good?"

Yang Tianlong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"You have an African encyclopedia, just ask if you don't understand. The system reminded.

That's right, I forgot that there is an African encyclopedia, Yang Tianlong slapped his head suddenly, startling Wilmots on the side.

"Huaxia Long, what's wrong with you?" Wilmots looked surprised.

"I've got a solution. Yang Tianlong said with a serious face.

"What's the solution?" Wilmots looked dazed.

"Let's get out of the car, and you'll know when the time comes. Yang Tianlong said as he took out a few Congolese francs from his pocket.

Wilmots was confused, but after seeing the promise on his face, he had to get out of the car and follow him closely.

Not far away, a dozen black children were laughing and playing on the dirt floor littered with garbage.

"Little friend. Yang Tianlong smiled and shouted at them.

Seeing the yellow-skinned Oriental man beckoning to him, the little black children ran over happily one by one, in their opinion, these uncles were going to give them food.

"Did you see this tall and skinny guy riding a car?" said Yang Tianlong as he pulled out his mobile phone, which he had just captured on the monitor.

"You're right, uncle has a reward. After speaking, Yang Tianlong waved the fifty denomination franc in his hand.

"I know. All the children raised their hands in unison, their faces full of joy, and their eyes showed yearning for the big money.

Before Yang Tianlong could ask, these children began to gossip, this one said in the east, that one said in the south, and some said in the north, in short, the answers were varied.

For a while, Yang Tianlong was dumbfounded again, he didn't know who of these black children was telling the truth.

If only there was a lie detector.

Wilmots was also helpless, he knew that these black kids loved lying.

In desperation, Yang Tianlong had to turn to Africa Encyclopedia again.

Soon, Africapedia gave its own answer, generally speaking, the older the more likely they are to lie, and the younger ones are relatively simple.

Yang Tianlong looked at the young children and asked again.

This time, the range of answers has narrowed down a lot, either east or south.

"Then do you remember what kind of clothes that uncle was wearing?" Yang Tianlong suddenly asked.

Two of the four children got it wrong, and the other two got it right all at once.

No doubt, it's just to the south. Yang Tianlong told Wilmots with certainty.

Wilmots was very interested in Huaxia Dragon's elimination, and to be honest, he really didn't expect these children to take advantage of it.

This time, instead of taking the car, the two began to search along the road to the south on foot.

The little ones who had been blessed were also happy to help with the errands, and they were clever enough to crawl around the alleys like mice.

At first, Yang Tianlong was still a little worried, but after seeing that those black people just looked at them coldly and did not behave out of line, he was relieved.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I saw a little black child running over and telling Yang Tianlong that the car thief was in this small courtyard.

Previously, Africa Encyclopedia told Yang Tianlong that although these blacks are the masters here, they have a natural servility to the whites, and with Wilmots by his side, as long as they are not bandits, there is absolutely no danger.

And Wilmots had also told him before that there were no bandits here, and as for the thieves, although there were many, they were afraid of being caught.

couldn't help but say, the two of them broke in directly, only to see three or four young black people surrounded by three or four young blacks in the dilapidated courtyard, and these guys couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Yang Tianlong and them.

The car was right next to them, and when Wilmots saw that the stolen goods were all stolen, Wilmots looked angry and asked them to hand it over.

"Sir, we picked it up. The car thief said with an innocent face.

"Picked it up?" Wilmots snorted, "Do you want me to show you the surveillance?"

As soon as he heard that there was surveillance, the car thief's face changed suddenly, and the beads of sweat on his head were dripping, and it could be seen that he was very scared.

But his instinct still allowed him to continue to defend himself.

"Sir, I really didn't steal it. This guy complained with a sad face, and he really thought he had misunderstood.

"Whether you stole it or not, we'll find out when the police come later. Wilmots was about to pull out his phone and call the police.

Seeing that the white man was going to call the police, the car thief was so frightened that he fell to his knees all of a sudden, and begged for mercy in his mouth.

Wilmots didn't want to make a big deal out of it, knowing that if he called the police, the black man would become a free slave to the police.

"If there is a next time, we will not spare it. Wilmots said as he pulled out his pistol and scared him.

The forgiven black man fell to his knees again in gratitude, muttering the native language in his mouth.

As he walked out of the courtyard gate, Wilmots couldn't help but glance back, then shook his head, his face worried.

He told Yang Tianlong that the black people here are very pitiful, and the real happiness is still those who are officials or rich people.

When they went back, the two of them were very slow, this was the first time Yang Tianlong came to the slum, he was very interested in here, and even had the idea of wanting to take pictures, this is also one of the few times Wilmots came to the slum, so they were also very curious, they walked all the way to see, full of curiosity.

At the place where they parked, they were both dumbfounded when they saw Wilmots pickup truck.