Time passed quickly and it was early morning the next day. Wuling Hongguang returned to normal thanks to the skills of black masters who have repaired countless cars over time.
After Song Wenbin got into the car, the car no longer vibrated wildly. Although there were still abnormal noises, it was more or less the same as when it was bought in China. However, the pink font on the car is so annoying at the moment.
Without too many words or further exchanges, after the two girls woke up, the group continued on their journey to Lagos.
Although the car was repaired, the atmosphere in the team had already dropped below freezing during the journey, although Sutina wanted to say something to liven up the atmosphere from time to time. But the only responses she received were Huo Yu's brief um and Song Wenbin's silence.
After hitting the wall several times, Sutina had no choice but to shut up. In addition to guiding the way, she no longer spoke warmly but coldly.
The rain in the sky gradually became heavier. At this time, West Africa was about to enter the rainy season. The pedestrians on the road gradually became sparse, and only some vehicles and motorcycles were still driving.
Fortunately, the deceptive tourist route introduced by Su Tina finally came to an end. At this moment, Song Wenbin was traveling on a fairly flat road.
This made him feel a little more comfortable. As long as the road was good, it didn't matter if it was a little detoured. After staying in Africa for three days, he now desperately wants to return to China, have a good night's sleep, go to a street restaurant, order some ground-pot chicken, stir-fry two hot dishes, and have a beer with his brother.
As for these two colleagues, let them be.
To be honest, Song Wenbin doesn't care who owns the money, nor does he care about any bullshit team. He just hopes that his account can be unblocked, and then he can continue his anti-female activities. If the account can be unblocked and the contract is not violated, he will never want to film a second season on this show.
With an eagerness to return home, Song Wenbin stepped on the accelerator to the end, hoping to reach Lagos at a faster speed. However, Wuling Hongguang's speed was not satisfactory. After the road improved, Huo Yu reoccupied the team's seat. First place, although her MG was small and bumpy on the dirt road, it was surprisingly fast when it returned to the main road, and it felt like a low-quality steel cannon.
While it was on, Huo Yu's voice came from the intercom.
"Comrades, we seem to have encountered some problems."
"What's the problem?" Sutina asked.
"There's someone out front collecting fees."
Huo Yu said.
"TOLL?"
Sutina was puzzled: "Is it a toll station?"
"Maybe it's more primitive than you think." Huo Yu said.
As the distance got closer, Song Wenbin saw several black people standing at the intersection in front of him. They blocked a piece of wood and a few branches. Then several black people stood beside the wood openly, wearing raincoats and opening their arms to block passing vehicles. .
Several parked cars blocked the road, causing Song Wenbin to slow down.
Huo Yu was the first to arrive at the traffic jam ahead. Several black people blocking the road were having a heated argument with the driver in front of them. They didn't care at all about the rain falling from the sky, and they exchanged trash talk passionately on the road. After driving for a long time, the driver finally angrily threw down a few bills. The black men then pulled back the wood and allowed the driver to pass.
Huo Yu stopped the car far away. She opened the car door and walked forward alone. At the checkpoint, she met the black men, who chattered a few words to her.
Huo Yu nodded, returned to the car in the rain, sat in the car and took a deep breath.
Sutina asked uneasily: "What's wrong?"
"They said the wind blew down the tree." Huo Yu sneered: "They said they would have to pay a tip of 10,000 naira before they would help us pull the tree apart."
"Are you going to give it to them?"
Sutina asked worriedly.
"No, I'm not giving it. It's just an excuse to get money into the car."
Huo Yu said calmly and fastened his seat belt.
"Then...what are you going to do?" Sutina asked.
"Just rush over there."
Huo Yu said: "I just took a look. The grass next to the road is one car wide, which is enough to rush over."
Huo Yu's calm words made Su Tina's heart tremble: "Really...really?"
"Really." Huo Yu sneered: "They always charge one thousand when they ask others, and ten thousand when they ask us. They probably think that we are Chinese and it is easy to make money."
"No... not quite."
Sutina said: "The program crew was still filming from behind, so they rushed over and injured someone. Wouldn't the impact be very bad?"
"These smart niggas aren't that stupid to bump into you."
Huo Yu said calmly: "Besides, just cut it off when you hit someone. Song Wenbin also hit him, so it's okay."
Seeing Huo Yu cueing himself again, Song Wenbin didn't bother to tell the difference. He just pressed his hand on the gear, ready to upshift at any time.
"Follow me and pass this intersection at full speed."
Huo Yu said.
After saying that, she stepped on the accelerator hard, upshifted quickly with the palm of her hand, drove the car straight and hit the black man tolling in front of her. The black people probably didn't expect to meet such a fierce traveler, so they jumped and scattered to both sides.
Huo Yu smashed a piece of wood blocking the road and knocked open a branch in the middle of the road. During the high-speed run, MG's fender was smashed on the branch. However, this did not stop the car owner's impulse at all. She quickly bypassed the car parked in the middle of the road and drove towards the distance, roaring with smoke.
In the car, Huo Yu laughed wantonly, pressed the accelerator to the floor, and turned the steering wheel quickly.
Song Wenbin didn't want to deal with the problem so fiercely, but since the financial power of the team had been handed over to Huo Yu and he didn't have a penny, he had no choice but to follow Huo Yu in his car. Forcefully rush over.
However, not long after passing a checkpoint, another toll checkpoint appeared ahead, and someone was stuck at the intersection to collect money, rain or shine.
Sutina was very frightened. As a college student who had not yet graduated, it was almost unimaginable for her to do such a thing while driving a car in Africa. She turned on the real-time communication on the walkie-talkie and screamed in the car: "Huo Yu, is this really okay!? There is another checkpoint in front...!!"
"Why not!?"
Huo Yu stepped on the accelerator and said with hatred in his mouth: "One by one, they set up cards and ask for money! They are not doing business! You gave it to them today! Maybe they can pass easily! But this only encourages their arrogance Arrogance! Next time they meet the Chinese! How dare they ask for it!! More and more every time!! More and more every time!! Let me tell you! It’s better that they don’t dare to stop me! If they dare to stop me, I will definitely make them suffer. !!”
After saying that, MG screamed through the rain and rushed straight towards the person who set up the card, with the courage to smash the people in front of him into the mud. Song Wenbin looked at Ming Jue in front of him coldly, doubting whether this guy could stop if he really met someone.
Unfortunately, as she said, no one dared to stop her.
She breached a private toll point again and continued forward.
However, today they had poked a hole in the toll station. Before they drove a hundred meters, Song Wenbin saw that there was a toll station in front of him. There were black people everywhere setting up cards to charge. Such a scene is almost unimaginable in China. of.
Looking at the rearview mirror again, there was a Hilux from the program crew running away frantically. Song Wenbin was frightened and quickly stepped on the accelerator of the Wuling Hongguang.
However, even though it is known as a magic car, this Wuling Hongguang has only 115 horsepower after all. Not long after driving, Song Wenbin felt a heavy push on the butt of the car.
"Huo Yu NMSL!"
Song Wenbin turned the steering wheel crazily, took out the walkie-talkie and cursed in the middle of his busy schedule.
Huo Yu paid no attention to what Song Wenbin was cursing, and these toll stations showed no intention of slowing her down at all. Her eyes began to glow red, her lips pursed tightly, and her palms kept turning the steering wheel. The MG was slipping Afterimages appeared one after another on the road, and the tires squealed.
"Slow down!!"
Sutina sat in the car stumblingly, trying hard to keep up with Huo Yu's taillights, but her driving skills were completely incomparable to Huo Yu's. Just after hitting the third toll booth, her car almost hit him head-on. On the telephone pole next to it.
Song Wenbin followed her and had to slow down. In fact, even if he didn't slow down, he wouldn't be able to drive as fiercely as Huo Yu. His Wuling Hongguang was not designed to do this from the beginning.
But just after passing the third toll station, less than 30 meters away, a fourth toll station appeared again at the intersection. These black people who blocked the road to collect money were also organized. They probably heard the news that someone forced their way through the checkpoint, while holding their mobile phones Calling loudly, he urgently gathered more wood from the roadside and hurried to the intersection.
One level after another had already exhausted all Huo Yu's patience. She directly raised the gear to the highest level and rushed past regardless.
Boom! !
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Behind her, Sutina's Harvard H6 hit a log on the ground. The car was raised high, and she screamed and braked suddenly.
Song Wenbin's heart sank to the bottom. He had never expected that there were so many toll stations on the road. Seeing the H6 in front of him stop and the intersection being completely blocked, he quickly braked and stopped behind the H6.
The heart beats violently.
Song Wenbin sat in the car, holding the steering wheel tightly and cursing: "Crazy woman, crazy woman..."
At this time, Huo Yu's excited voice came from the intercom: "Are you guys out? There seems to be no toll booth ahead!"
Song Wenbin looked at the blurred front in the rain and fog and the black people gradually gathering on the roadside. He couldn't help but yelled into the walkie-talkie: "Why don't you die!!"
Huo Yu was stunned: "What! Didn't you come out? Didn't I ask you to follow me?"
Song Wenbin didn't even respond to her, so he threw away the walkie-talkie angrily.
After breaking through the checkpoint, Huo Yu's adrenaline at the moment also subsided. She looked in the rearview mirror and secretly exclaimed that something was wrong. Behind her, not a single car followed her, whether it was Song Wenbin, Su Tina, or The film crew's car.
"Just wait, I'll go back to find you!"
Huo Yu immediately hit the brakes and turned the steering wheel to go back.
However, Song Wenbin saw something at this moment. His eyes widened suddenly and he shouted: "Don't look back!"
Huo Yu listened to Song Wenbin's voice with unprecedented solemnity. He ignored the gaps and asked anxiously and loudly: "What happened!?"
"Don't look back, go out, contact the embassy and ask them to find someone to rescue us."
Song Wenbin trembled into the intercom: "Don't look back no matter what."
In Song Wenbin's sight, a white Toyota pickup truck rushed out of the banana field on the roadside. A group of shirtless adult black men were sitting on the pickup truck, each of them holding an AK47 in their hands.
