I saw that after the two young men ran out of the hotel gate, they actually ran towards a nearby wasteland.

When Yang Tianlong saw this situation, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

These two fools, running towards a place with a lot of people, are actually in this place with few people......

What he expected happened.

Sure enough, on the edge of the wasteland, the skinheads pulled out their pistols.

Two young men were running on the wasteland, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and their speed was much slower than on flat ground.

The wasteland is very open, and to the skinhead guys, those two fools are living meat targets.

......Just as the skinhead guys were about to pull the trigger and shoot, they suddenly saw a dense burst of bullets falling from the sky.

Bullets crackled in front of the skinheads, scaring them out.

The skinheads who had never seen this formation turned their heads and ran, shouting and screaming in their mouths, all thinking that they had been ambushed by the enemy.

These guys who don't use wine bags and rice bags...... Yang Tianlong couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain in his heart.

After defeating the skinheads, Yang Tianlong quickly adjusted his position from the unmanned attack plane and monitored the two young people.

Then he hurriedly called Vasily again.

At this moment in Bunia, the time is exactly two o'clock in the afternoon.

Vasily, who received a call from his boss, was very surprised, he quickly put down his work and pressed the answer button on his mobile phone.

"Vasily, do you have a mobile phone number for Pyotr Udlov?" Yang Tianlong didn't bother to talk nonsense, he went straight to the point.

Vasily was taken aback, and by feeling he knew that the boss must have found something for Peter Udlov.

Vasily did not hesitate to tell Yang Tianlong that there was.

"Send it, I have something to look for him. After saying this, I saw Yang Tianlong quickly hang up the phone.

In less than a minute, Peter Udlov's mobile phone number was sent.

Looking at this mobile phone number, Yang Tianlong called without hesitation.

Peter Udlov on the other end of the "Hey ......" phone was also shocked when he saw this number at first, he thought it was a call from the members of the group of skinheads, but who expected that at the moment, it was actually a phone number from the Democratic Republic of the Congo on the African continent.

Uncle Vasily is in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, could it be that Uncle Vasily called?

"Uncle Vasily. Pyotr Udlov quickly shouted.

"Do you speak English? Yang Tianlong naturally couldn't understand Russian, so he had to communicate with Peter in English.

"Will say a little. Without hesitation, Peter said, "Who are you?"

"I am a friend of your Uncle Vasily, and I am now at the Calabnia Hotel in the small town of Ukmu. Yang Tianlong said as he looked at the wasteland with a smile on his face.

"Are you in Ukmu?" each other was taken aback, daring that the dense burst of gunfire just now was sent by this gentleman?

"Yes, the bad guys have been driven away, you two hurry out of the wasteland now, go forward, there is a taxi there, you go back to Moscow now, I will contact you tomorrow. Yang Tianlong said calmly.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Peter aloud, now that he and his buddies were being hunted down by members of the skinheads, he couldn't easily trust anyone's words, even if the call was from far away Africa.

"You call Vasily and you'll find out what's going on. After Yang Tianlong finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Just at this time, his wife Elena opened the door and walked out.

Yang Tianlong's gaze met his wife's.

"Honey, where's the milk powder?" Elena looked at Yang Tianlong's hand, but didn't seem to see it.

"Sorry dear, I had something just now, and haven't been to Jonny's yet. Yang Tianlong smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Alright, honey, let's go to Johnny's room together. After Elena finished speaking, she walked towards Yang Tianlong.

took out the milk powder in Jonny's room, brewed a cup for each of the two babies, and watched them suck the milk powder happily, Yang Tianlong and Elena couldn't help laughing.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone. Seeing that it was Vasily calling, Yang Tianlong smiled at his wife and smiled.

"Go ahead, dear. Elena said with a tender face.

"Boss, Peter, he's coming to Africa. Vasily's voice became a little anxious.

"I know, welcome to him. Yang Tianlong seemed unusually calm.

"He discovers the skinheads' secrets. ”

"Isn't it? So it's no wonder he's not hunted down. Yang Tianlong smiled and said, "Then are they going back to Moscow now?"

"They went to the airport. Vasily said.

"Okay, tell them to find a place to stay at the airport, and I'll take them out tomorrow." Yang Tianlong said with a relaxed face.

"Understood, boss, I'm sorry for your trouble. Vasily said with a grateful face.

"We're all old friends, what are you talking about. Yang Tianlong smiled and said, "But I can only take them to Berlin, and you give them some travel expenses and let them go directly to Bunia." ”

"Understood, boss. Vasily nodded earnestly.

......

The skinheads didn't seem to have left the town, and even when Yang Tianlong was soaking in the hot springs, he could see the skinheads searching for suspicious characters in various places, and their eyes had even touched the hot spring pool where Yang Tianlong and them were.

However, they didn't seem to notice anything, and after wandering around the hot spring pool, they had to leave with a sad face.

Waiting for Yang Tianlong and them to finish their hot spring bathing at night, on the way back to the hotel, they saw a lot of police and police cars around, and almost all hotels had police handles.

"What's going on?" Yang Tianlong couldn't help but ask the waiter at the hotel.

"The skinheads are making trouble, and the police naturally have to come forward, otherwise how can the business of our hot spring hotel be good?" said the service lady with a straight face.

After listening to the words of the service lady, Yang Tianlong once again couldn't help but look outside, only to see several members of the skinhead party being arrested by the police.

"Mr. Policeman, we really didn't shoot the gun in the afternoon?"

"We didn't have a weapon......"

The skinheads, who had previously looked so aggressive, began to defend themselves one by one in front of the police.

"Let's go, boys, tomorrow we'll go to the nearby lake, and we'll have to leave Moscow at noon. When Mr. Franlo said this, he was quite calm.

It's as if nothing had happened.