The white pickup truck suddenly braked and rushed to the intersection, causing the black people next to it to retreat in fear. Before the pickup truck stopped, the group of black people jumped out of the pickup truck.
With guns in hand, they came to the H6, whose front was cocked high because of the truck break-in, and pulled hard on the locked door.
When Sutina saw this, she was so frightened that she cried loudly: "Help!"
All routine has disappeared and only pure instinct is at work. Song Wenbin quickly jumped off the Wuling Hongguang and strode to the group of fierce black people. He smiled at the speed of light, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and tried to hand it to them.
95 was knocked to the ground. The black man pushed him angrily, pressed him against the H6 car door, pointed a gun at him, and kept mumbling.
Song Wenbin looked carefully at the gun-wielding black man with his lips flying up and down and his emotions. He wore several gold rings on his hands, a large gold chain on his chest, sunglasses on his eyes, and a beret on his head. He was the only one among these people wearing clothes. He was still wearing an old green military uniform. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
"Easy, easy, easy."
Song Wenbin smiled, raised his hand and said in simple English: "Money, money, money. Give you money."
The black man was still not easy. Apparently, the seriousness of this card rush had angered these gangsters. He pinned Song Wenbin on the car and spoke to him fiercely. Beside him, the shirtless black men spread out and smashed H6's door with their gun butts.
Sutina was so frightened that she lost consciousness and could only scream.
And behind them, the director and photographer who only focused on filming were also "invited" to leave the Hilux and Land Rover by a group of black people. But compared to the screaming Su Tina and Song Wenbin who kept trying to communicate with black people.
The director seemed quite calm. After getting out of the car, he straightened his clothes, elegantly untied his watch, and handed the watch to the black man holding a gun beside him. The black man looked at his watch, nodded, and gave the director a shot in the head.
The director was shaken by the impact, but he still stopped the photographer who rushed over from the side and started communicating with the black people. But such exchanges were ineffective. Soon, they tied the hands of the director and the crew, took off their cell phones, and pushed them into the back of a pickup truck.
The black man who got the watch came to Song Wenbin with the watch and showed the exquisite watch to the boss. After the black leader saw the watch, his expression softened a little. He didn't push Song Wenbin anymore, but pointed at Sutina's car and said something loudly.
Although Song Wenbin couldn't understand his words, he could understand his meaning from his actions. Immediately he understood something, he came to Sutina's car and patted her window.
Seeing Song Wenbin, Su Tina finally stopped screaming and just looked at him in horror.
Song Wenbin said loudly outside the car: "These people have guns in their hands. Don't confront them head-on. Come down and don't provoke them anymore."
"I won't go down!"
Sutina cried loudly.
In such an environment, these two second-hand cars from China were the only thing that gave her a sense of security.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
Song Wenbin said loudly: "I won't let anything happen to you. People from the embassy will be here soon. We must save our lives before they come."
Sutina looked at Song Wenbin, and then at the black man with a gun outside. In desperation and fear, she left this last fortress and stood in the rain.
As soon as she got out of the car, a black man rushed up to her, searched her body, took away her mobile phone, and held her shoulders to prevent her from moving.
Seeing Su Tina coming down, Song Wenbin said loudly: "Tell them that you are my translator, and tell them not to get excited. If you have any questions, you can come to me if you have conditions!"
After Su Tina heard Song Wenbin's words, she forced herself to calm down and stammered to translate Song Wenbin's words.
The leading black man heard her voice and didn't care at all what she was saying. He just frowned and walked to Sutina, grabbed her chin with his hand and looked at her face from side to side. Then he showed a satisfied smile, waved his hand, and said something loudly.
A group of black people cheered immediately after hearing his words. Someone got into their car and started igniting the car and honking the horn. Several black men standing behind Song Wenbin stepped forward, took him to the white Toyota pickup without any explanation, and pushed him and Sutina in together.
The strange thing is that at this time, Song Wenbin was not angry or nervous anymore. He just sighed helplessly and asked Su Tina next to him: "What are these people talking about."
Sutina's face turned pale, her lips turned blue, her body kept trembling and she said: "They... they said they got rich this time... With these Chinese people, they can... buy the best cars... The most luxurious house... He said that he would take us back first... Take us back..."
"So this is ah."
Song Wenbin smiled bitterly and sighed: "Chinese people have a lot of money. They will get rich when they see us."
"Song...Brother Song...we are just afraid...we are just afraid that we will be kidnapped..." Sutina said stumblingly.
"Ah, that's it."
Song Wenbin said: "Are you sure they are kidnapping?"
"After coming here...I...went specifically to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs...on the website of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs...and read the relevant statement...they asked people in Nigeria to .....Don't go to outdoor activities... Sutina shed tears as she spoke: "There have been many kidnappings against Chinese people here... .We shouldn't come to this kind of place... We really shouldn't come to this kind of place... It's too reckless... It's too reckless, it's over now... It's all over. .....”
"There's no point in crying."
Song Wenbin was very calm: "It has happened."
Seeing Song Wenbin's calm look, Su Tina couldn't help but stop crying and asked: "Brother Song, you... aren't you afraid?" "
Song Wenbin said calmly: "There is always a way, there is always a way."
The pickup truck took the two of them through the banana orchards in the fields, bumping them into a gravel road in the wild. After going around and around, the black man's pickup truck stopped in front of a dilapidated church with a cross.
It's said to be a church, but there are all kinds of armed men at the door, some carrying guns, some wielding knives, and even bazookas.
This was the first time Song Wenbin saw various weapons at such a close distance. He had never even touched a pistol in his life, and the people holding guns looked young and young.
The pickup truck braked and stopped, and the people on it immediately pushed Song Wenbin and pushed him and Sutina out of the car. The two of them were pushed into the church stumblingly, and the director and photographer in charge of the shooting were no exception. They were all pushed into the church.
The church was very empty, with many old pickup trucks parked inside, a bonfire, and a few chairs. Song Wenbin looked around and saw the cross of Jesus' crucifixion on the altar. There were strange tributes placed beside the cross.
Eagle talons, monkey heads, elephant teeth, dried birds, and even a giant shriveled hippopotamus head.
When Song Wenbin looked at his surroundings, Su Tina was beside him, sobbing and shaking.
As they watched, the sound of car engines came from the door of the church. It turned out to be their cars, and they were all driven near the church. The few old dilapidated cars in the church were driven out, and the director's Land Rover and Hilux were parked inside again.
Not long after, the black man in a shabby military uniform walked in. He was holding a machete in his hand, and with a stilted step, accompanied by several gun-wielding companions, he came to the Land Rover Guard of the director team and carefully While admiring it, I would open the hood and car doors from time to time, or squat down to check the tires. While watching, I would chat with my companions and laugh from time to time.
The film crew was quickly pushed into the church and pushed next to Song Wenbin.
The director's glasses were taken away, his clothes were in a mess, and the photographer's equipment was also taken away. It was being watched and played with by a group of black men. Some photographers walked slowly out of fear and were kicked and beaten for no reason.
"The work is not easy to do."
Song Wenbin whispered to the director beside him.
The director glared at him and said bitterly: "If you hadn't rushed the card, would we be like this!?"
"Sorry, the person who made the request was Manager Huo from Seals."
Song Wenbin whispered.
The black man who was admiring the Land Rover heard the conversation and stood up and yelled a few words. The black man next to Song Wenbin immediately cut his and the director's arms behind their backs.
Sutina said fearfully: "He asked you not to speak unless you get his permission."
Song Wenbin immediately shut up. The black man wearing sunglasses and a shellfish hat walked to a chair and sat down, crossing his legs. A younger brother next to him brought him a cigar.
He took a puff of cigarette gracefully, blew out the smoke ring, pointed his cigar at Song Wenbin and the film crew members, and started chattering something.
Sutina translated in a trembling voice: "He said you are so brave that you even dare to break into his toll booth. He also said that you have to pay for his toll booth even if American soldiers come."
Song Wenbin shut up and didn't speak, his brain was working rapidly.
There is only one life, and he doesn't want to explain it here, but if there is only one chance, then he can't make any mistakes. Suddenly, the black man with flying lips turned into the sexiest beauty on the street. If he wants to get to WeChat, he only has one chance. What on earth would you do if you only had one chance?
Su Tina didn't know Song Wenbin's psychological activities. Although she was extremely frightened, she still translated diligently: "Your behavior has had a very bad impact and made me very angry. Whenever I am angry, someone must be there." Pay the price. Tell me, what price can you pay?"
Song Wenbin said nothing.
The director on the side spoke first. He coughed and said calmly: "For the specific amount of compensation, you can call the Chinese Embassy. I think they will definitely give you a satisfactory amount and answer. That number may exceed your expectations. .”
After hearing this, all the black people had smiles on their faces. Upon seeing this, the director continued: "We came to Nigeria for work, and passing through the checkpoint was just an accident. Before that, we experienced a lot of setbacks and wanted to rush to Nigeria as soon as possible." Gos. That’s why we made some impulsive actions. Now our supplies are all with you. We are willing to pay the toll for passing and contact the embassy to pay the ransom. I hope you can protect us and these before the ransom is paid. Equipment safety.”
The director spoke calmly and tried to control the situation.
However, what he responded to was the hunting knife hitting the chair hard.
The director was startled and immediately took two steps back.
"You seem to have made a mistake."
The black leader put his legs up on the chair and smiled: "You violated the road laws here in this ancient land and actually tried to bribe us. Do you think we are kidnappers, no, my dear Chinese friends. Even the ambassador When someone from the museum comes over, the responsibility also falls on you."
The director's expression became extremely strange. The guy in front of me just had the word kidnapper written on his face, and now he actually says that he is not a kidnapper.
Song Wenbin didn't know what the director and the black people were talking about, and he couldn't understand English.
She could only support Sutina secretly with her elbow.
Sutina's lips moved for a long time, and finally she could only say: "He said we broke the law."
Song Wenbin thought for a moment and knew what happened. Obviously, the man in front of him was no ordinary person, and a few words put the director at a moral disadvantage.
After a moment of silence, the director asked, "Then what do you want to do?"
"If you break the law, you will naturally have to compensate us for our losses. However, I will never call people from the consulate to pay us. After all, this is something you committed yourself. So, I will give you an account. You Ask your relatives in China to transfer 200,000 yuan into this account."
The director was shocked when he heard this: "What did you say!?"
"everyone."
The black man said slowly, picked up the AK47, pointed at the director and everyone: "Two hundred thousand."
Everyone present who knew English was stunned.
After Song Wenbin listened to Su Tina's brief translation for him, his heart slowly sank. Different from the Chinese who fell into the grass before, this black man seems to have seen some of the market and has a much bigger appetite.
