readx;? But what Zheng Baoqiang didn't expect was that the target of that man's shot was Liu Qingming. Biquge.info8┡1 I saw that man, his footsteps suddenly accelerated, and the distance of more than ten meters was like flying over, and he attacked Liu Qingming.

The two of them were entangled together in an instant, you come and go, and it is difficult to separate. However, what is quite surprising is that the movements and postures of the two people are the same. And when I was fighting, I was still chatting there. Many black people on the side also gathered around to watch the excitement, shouting kung fu and kung fu next to them.

Su Lin and the others also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and no one could see that the person who came did not look like an enemy, but like an acquaintance of Liu Qingming.

Su Lin's eyes also showed some brilliance, in the casino that day, no one saw how Liu Qingming knocked down those guards. At this time, Liu Qingming and the man used a set of exquisite swordsmanship of the Quanzhen Dao Dragon Sect. The posture is beautiful and the movements are chic, and it looks like a dance, but you can also see the great power contained in it.

A few minutes later, the two of them stopped their fists and kicks, and Liu Qingming looked at this man's appearance, and his eyes showed a little relief.

"We have already found out what you explained...... the man said to Liu Qingming in a low voice.

"I know, I'll talk about it when I'm done today."

Liu Qingming patted the man on the shoulder, and then took the man to meet Su Lin and the others.

This man is Dai Xudong, the leader of an armed group who has been crisscrossing North Africa for nearly 20 years, and is in the top 10 of the FBI's global wanted list. Three years ago, the FBI and the Mossad jointly organized forces in North Africa to encircle and suppress its base camp, but after three months, it was in vain, and the Taoist priests destroyed the underground network that the FBI had painstakingly operated for many years in North Africa and West Africa, forcing the director of the FBI African Affairs Committee to personally come to his door to apologize.

"What do you say Brother Qingming does, I think he is an ordinary friend," Wang Shuang asked He Qiang in a low voice.

"What's so unusual, isn't it just an old migrant worker, you look at him like that, aren't all those old migrant workers who come to Africa to work?"

He Qiang said disdainfully. Although, he felt some of Liu Qingming's ability to reveal his identity. However, in his eyes, he is still just a bodyguard, still a worker, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a high-level worker at best.

Wang Shuang covered his mouth and chuckled, Dai Xudong's rugged image is indeed a bit like a Chinese worker who came to an African construction site.

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With Dai Xudong and the two 'guides' of the African guy, the convoy continued to drive towards the mining area. The main reason was that Su Lin didn't think Dai Xudong was like a guide, so she asked Wang Zhao to call the black guy over.

Many people think that it is a wonder to hang people on Indian trains, but in fact, in Seon, it is even more strange to hang people on agricultural tricycles.

A three-ton agricultural tricycle pulled an estimated dozen tons of goods, and there were more than a dozen people hanging on the car. When Liu Qingming's car drove by, the car happened to be overturned. There is also a farm tricycle wrapped around a mat to solicit passengers.

When I came to Bangcheng, the road was bad enough, but I didn't expect to get to the mining area even more unimaginable, if you really want to describe it, it is not a road.

After walking for more than five hours, I finally saw the shadow of the village from afar.

The journey of more than 30 kilometers took five hours, and to be honest, this degree may not be much faster than the normal level of walking. But hope and despair are always with you, and after a few steps, the tires of two cars burst. Not far away is a sign written in Creole to repair cars, repair tires or something. To say that the tire burst has nothing to do with them, the ghost believes it. Man, it's the same everywhere in the world.

After repairing the tires, the car continued to drive into the jungle. In the village where the fetus was mending just now, those villagers looked at Liu Qingming, and their eyes were all filled with some complicated hatred. In fact, China has helped them, and the village is severely short of water, and Chinese have drilled several wells for them to help them. However, they destroyed the wells and beat the Chinese who came here for construction and bombed them away. And then they have been short of water. This kind of hatred is very nonsensical, simply because of the smearing of China by some hostile countries. However, it was helpless. At the moment, there is simply no effective way to solve it. Only Chen Ke and her volunteers do some things that are a drop in the bucket.

Leaving the village, I finally reached my destination.

It's all the kind of thatched houses with pointed roofs, and in fact these are the palace-level houses of this village, because these houses with earthen walls are the houses of the chiefs of the village. Most of the houses in the village are just thatched huts with no walls underneath. At first glance, there is definitely a feeling of returning to a primitive society.

After arriving at the chief's house, the group was warmly received by the chief and the elders of the village.

The chiefs warmly wanted to shake hands and hug Su Lin and them. However, Su Lin and the others only shook hands with them.

Only He Qiang hugged the chief, and asked Wang Shuang to take a picture of him in advance, probably because he wanted to pretend to be a friend. After all, being able to go deep into the jungles of these small African countries and hug the chiefs here is not something that can be done if you want to do it. The chiefs were also glad to accept the group photo. It's just that what He Qiang didn't expect was that he had just come into close contact with the chief, and his stomach was tumbling violently.

Su Lin and the others immediately covered their mouths and chuckled, most of the people here are the kind of people who rarely take a bath once in eight lifetimes. Hug them, you can definitely be smoked to death.

The chief thought that He Qiang was expressing friendship to him, and he didn't let go of He Qiang when he hugged him, and He Qiang suddenly felt like crying.

Su Lin gave a gift to the chiefs, which was actually some money, packed in a big bag, which looked like a lot. In fact, it can be converted into RMB for thousands of yuan.

In front of Su Lin and Liu Qingming, the chief actually began to give money to those elders. said that his local leader, when he saw this scene, he was afraid that he would have to shut up. No matter where it is, the person who holds the power will always eat the best and most beautiful piece of cake, don't imagine everyone as a saint, it is just an image that has been erected to fool people, and the rest is a matter of eating appearance.

When the chief and several elders received the money, their faces were flushed. However, after starting to talk about things, everyone was shrewd and unimaginable, and they didn't give an inch.

After the chief and these elders received the gifts, they opened their mouths widely, and the price they offered far exceeded the minimum limit set by Su Lin and their company.

In fact, no matter how high the price is, the chiefs will not get a few dollars, and most of the money will be exploited by the big chiefs above, and all that is left for their village is rations, and they must negotiate a higher price, otherwise their village may go hungry.

Su Lin frowned, and some beads of sweat oozed from her head. These chiefs say from beginning to end that they are just feeding the villagers. It seems that Su Lin doesn't give them a higher price, Su Lin and the others are black-hearted capitalists, and Su Lin is also under huge moral pressure in her heart, after all, it seems that what she is doing is to make these villagers hungry. Although the truth is that these chiefs have to pay an unimaginable price for their companies to get more rations.