The burning wooden house was already full of debris. Soon, Sutina found a burning wooden bar in front and handed it to Song Wenbin. Fortunately, there were even red-hot iron nails in front of the wooden bar.
Song Wenbin got hold of the wooden stick and pressed the hot front end of the wooden stick against Babu's neck, causing Babu to scream in agony.
"Tell him that we will either die together and never see our children again, or let us go and let him choose." Song Wenbin ordered Wei Ning.
Wei Ning babbled English in Babu's ears.
After hearing this, Babu yelled and cursed crazily and struggled hard.
Song Wenbin exerted force on his arm, and the nail pierced the skin of his neck, making a scorching sound.
As if being struck by lightning, Babu babbled in anger and grief.
Before Wei Ning could speak, Sutina said happily: "He said that I hope you can discuss it carefully and don't be impulsive. He is willing to let you go."
"Ask them not to point their guns at the director, and ask the director and others to get in the car first and leave this place." Song Wenbin said loudly.
The red nails hooked Babu's neck. He didn't dare to move rashly and just said: "Let me stand up."
Song Wenbin didn't dare to let go, so he just let go of one leg and said, "Kneel down slowly."
With three people hanging on his body, Babu slowly knelt down on one knee.
When the younger brothers saw a red fire stick on the boss's neck, they cursed even more fiercely. What's more, he directly put the gun to the director's head. The director raised his hand tremblingly, touched his ears, and adjusted the lens of the mini camera.
"Get them in the car," Barb shouted amid death threats, "and don't point the gun at them."
When the younger brother heard this, he started to chirp excitedly. Obviously, they didn't want to let go of the director and the crew just like that. Seeing this, Song Wenbin could only press the needle deeper, and Babu immediately shouted loudly in a language that was not English. After he finished speaking, the boys became calmer and put away their guns.
Song Wenbin asked the two people around him: "What did this guy just say?"
Sutina, who was almost exhausted, said in a trembling voice: "Maybe it's the local tribal language... I don't understand..."
On the other side, the director and the film crew were let go. Some people could no longer stand still, and some people were crying and couldn't tell what was going on. Only the director remained calm and kept yelling at the team members, telling them not to cry. At the same time, he asked the black people in English where the camera equipment was.
The group of black boys ignored them and just pushed them aside to Hilux.
The director was unwilling to give in and said loudly to Song Wenbin: "They left the camera equipment in the previous church. We need someone to lead the way."
Song Wenbin was also anxious at this time and cursed: "Shoot again and again! Is your life at stake? Get out of here!"
The director was anxious and wanted to say something else. Huo Yu on the other side couldn't stand it anymore. He got out of the car and said loudly: "You get in the car first! I'll ask the militiamen here to take you to find camera equipment. They are familiar with the location here!"
The director breathed a sigh of relief and got into the car.
Huo Yu said a few words to the male militiaman beside him. The male militiaman put away his gun, hurriedly opened the MG's car door and got in.
At this time, Wei Ning said in a trembling voice: "Yan, I... insist... I can't hold on anymore..."
Song Wenbin was in a daze. He didn't expect that someone would hate him here. This was when he used to do live broadcasts. Whenever he reversed the operation or the live broadcast effect failed, the barrage would all come out. Brush tired. Sometimes, the audience would directly call him "Yan" to show affection, but he didn't expect that he would be called that here.
But the trance only lasted for a moment, and he said: "Hold on for ten more seconds!"
Then he shouted to Huo Yu: "Man, we can't survive! Come and help quickly!"
Huo Yu gritted his teeth in anger when he heard this. Unfortunately, it was difficult for her to have an attack at this time. She said a few words to the female gunman next to her, and the woman followed her with the gun.
Huo Yu bent down, dragged the two unconscious black men up on the ground, hung them on his body by their necks, and then strode towards where Song Wenbin was. The younger brother on the other side saw someone wanted to reinforce Song Wenbin, Ignoring the people on the directing team, they pointed their guns at Huo Yu and loudly asked her to stop immediately.
Huo Yu didn't even look at the group of black people. She grabbed a human shield and strode towards Song Wenbin. Behind her, the female militiaman also raised her gun and pointed it at the black people over there.
The black people were anxious and did not dare to shoot. They could only ask Babu loudly what to do.
Babu didn't know what to do at this moment. He knelt on the ground and looked at the woman walking across from him. For some reason, the way the woman walked reminded him of the Maasai people in the grassland. Those people would walk towards the eating lions with their bare hands. Cut off the calf from the lion's side and then walk away.
The distance is getting closer and closer, and the younger brother's calls become more and more anxious. Suddenly, Weining could no longer maintain the blockade and took the lead to exhaustion. Babu was like a frightened lion at this moment. He roared with all his strength. He pushed Wei Ning away with one hand and grabbed his neck tightly.
The hot iron nails around his neck pierced into his fingers, but they could no longer be deposited. Sutina was thrown off by the struggling Babu. She continued to step forward to hug his arm, but Babu pushed her away with his shoulder after he stood up.
Song Wenbin shouted that something was wrong. At this moment, his strength had reached its physical limit. Although he maintained the strangulation position, the muscles of his arms were in severe pain due to cramps.
In desperation, he could only shout: "Huo Yu!"
Then he was hit in the nose by Babu's elbow, and he fell backwards spinning.
Wei Ning ignored Babu and threw himself next to Song Wenbin and shouted: "Yay! Yuck!"
Babu broke free from the restraints, climbed up in ecstasy, wearing a pair of white pants, and rushed towards his little brother impatiently. There were even bright stars twinkling in his eyes.
Huo Yu released the two human shields.
He strode forward and rushed to Babu in two or three steps.
Pull out an antelope horn from your waist.
He raised his hand like a plantation owner who saw an escaped slave wielding his whip.
The action seemed long, but it happened in the blink of an eye.
With a wave of his hand, the antelope's horns were whipped to pieces on the fleeing Babu's head.
He staggered, then instinctively knelt on the ground, hugging his knees and curling up.
Before he could curl up for a second, he was pulled up again. Huo Yu stood behind Babu and pressed his broken antelope horn against his neck. Babu was unusually cooperative this time. He had no intention of resisting and shouted to his younger brother: "Don't shoot!"
After controlling Babu, Huo Yu turned to Song Wenbin and said, "Go get the car!"
Seeing this, Song Wenbin endured the severe pain in his arm, and with the support of Su Tina and Wei Ning, he almost crawled away from the sea of fire behind him.
In the distance, the MG has started, and it rumbles forward with the four vehicles of the director's team, while many black people jump on the pickup truck and follow behind them.
Seeing this, Song Wenbin covered his arms and asked, "Why are those people still following the director!"
Huo Yu translated his words.
Barb said: "They just change places out of habit. We never stay in one place for a long time."
Song Wenbin looked at Babu and saw his eyes flickering, but he didn't believe his words.
Huo Yu said: "No matter what they do, let's leave here first and go back to the main road." After that, she took out a black walkie-talkie from her pocket and said into the walkie-talkie: "We have completed the negotiations and are preparing to evacuate. Are you ready?" Answer it."
Song Wenbin saw this and asked curiously: "Who are you talking to?"
Huo Yu put down the walkie-talkie, ignored Song Wenbin, just waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"
So a few people held Babu hostage, turned their backs and passed through a dozen black men with guns to the edge of the open space. At this moment, only their Wuling Hongguang and Harvard H6 were left in the open space. Next to their cars stood a black woman carrying a rocket launcher. She held the gun firmly and pointed at the black man on the other side without saying a word.
Seeing that Huo Yu seemed to have found the organization, Song Wenbin asked her, "What should we do next?"
Huo Yu stared at Babu for a while and said in English: "Sutina, you and the photographer go back to H6. Go up and follow the director team. Masaki, you and her will protect their safety."
The heavily armed black woman nodded and opened the door.
Seeing that Huo Yu was still speaking English at this time, Song Wenbin was a little anxious and said, "Can you say something that I can understand."
"Who told you not to study English well?"
Huo Yu choked Song Wenbin, then opened the Wuling Hongguang door, pushed Babu in, jumped into the car, knelt down Babu on the car floor and said to Song Wenbin: "You drive, I Take him with you from behind. Your car has a lot of space. If this guy is up to something, I can use it."
Song Wenbin had no objection, but the photographer said: "I was walking with Teacher Yan, and his hand cramped.
Song Wenbin moved his wrist, shook his head, rejected photographer Wei Ning's kindness, and said: "The fewer people in our car, the better. You go to the front and follow the director quickly. Don't wait any longer, be careful of changes." "
"But..." Wei Ning wanted to say something else.
"My hand is fine. It's almost healed. Listen to your supervisor Huo." Song Wenbin comforted.
Wei Ning glanced at Huo Yu, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the H6 car.
Soon, a group of people all boarded the car. Song Wenbin started Wuling Hongguang and followed Sutina's H6. Sutina followed the director's car, and the director's car followed MG. The group of people shuttled on the dirt road in the jungle.
At this moment, all the cars were driving very fast on the road, trying to get away from this terrible place as soon as possible.
For a moment, if it weren't for the fact that there was a black man in the car, Song Wenbin almost thought they were out of trouble. However, as soon as he reached an area with a wide view, Song Wenbin felt something was wrong. He asked, "Where are the Toyota pickup trucks that just left with the director team?"
Huo Yu also felt something was wrong about the missing cars and asked Babu loudly, "Where are those Toyota pickup trucks?"
Babu didn't speak. He hugged his head and curled up on the floor.
Just as Song Wenbin was about to say something, suddenly, two dazzling lights suddenly shone in the forest on the road Sutina passed ahead. One left and one right. The two bright lights instantly made Song Wenbin lose his sight. He could only close his eyes and step on the accelerator, shouting: "Huo Yu, be careful!!"
Huo Yu immediately pressed Babu's neck and screamed: "What tricks do you dare to play at this time!!!"
Babu also roared angrily: "Do you think I will wait to die!?"
Whoosh!
Deep in the jungle, two fishing guns fired sharp fishhooks, which penetrated Wuling Hongguang's glass. It was stuck on the edge of the door, and with a loud bang, Song Wenbin only felt that his van raised its head at a certain moment.
The sharp fishhook used to catch whales almost instantly pulled down both doors of the old Wuling Hongguang at the same time. But at the same time, the 115-horsepower engine is working hard.
boom! !
The car door was torn off by the running Wuling Hongguang.
The car body returned to normal, but the strong light still blinded Song Wenbin. The out-of-control Wuling Hongguang staggered into a banana tree beside the dirt road. Huo Yu rushed out with quick eyes and hands, rushed out from the back seat, grabbed the steering wheel, and pulled the vehicle back to the road.
But at this moment, Babu, who had been curling up, seized the opportunity, jumped out of the car without hesitation, and actually jumped out of the vehicle that was traveling at 80 kilometers per hour.
"He ran away!!"
Huo Yu shouted loudly in Song Wenbin's ear before he could turn around.
"Man bitch!! I'm going to be killed by you!!"
Song Wenbin shouted loudly in the car, his eyes still blinded.
After Babu jumped out of the car, the two ambushed Toyota pickup trucks chased him with their big spotlights on. Seeing that Song Wenbin's vision was damaged, Huo Yu couldn't help but squeezed into the driver's seat, took Song Wenbin's hand away from the steering wheel, "Get out of the way!! I'll drive!!"
Chug tug tug tug!
The moment Babu jumped out of the car, Song Wenbin heard the gunshots from behind the car. He wanted to die. What made him even more unbearable was that Huo Yu actually treated him as a human leather chair and sat on it. He started driving.
Song Wenbin, who had only had close contact with women throughout his life since he was a child, had never been squeezed by a woman at such a close range. Misogynistic, he let out a shrill and miserable wail in the carriage.
"ah!!"
"ah!!"
"ah!!"
"Ah, how big is your mother!!"
Huo Yu roared loudly: "Your car is so slow!!"
"No one can say anything, but you are not qualified to say it!!"
Song Wenbin cursed sadly: "Would I be like this if it weren't for you?!"
"Are you going to quarrel with me until you die!?"
Huo Yu yelled back, "Up to the highest level!!"
Huo Yu held the steering wheel with both hands, and Song Wenbin held the gear lever in his hand.
“Crazy bitch!! C!!
"C!!"
"CCCC!!"
Song Wenbin was sitting on Huo Yu's body, furiously shouting in C language, while raising the Wuling Hongguang's gear to the highest level.
Wuling Hongguang, without its two rear doors, was trembling crazily as it drove more than 120 yards on the broken road in Africa. The car below was shaking, and so was Huo Yu above.
Song Wenbin in the middle was so shocked that he foamed at the mouth. He reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror with tearful eyes. The pickup truck behind him actually drove more than a hundred yards and turned towards their Wuling with uncontrollable anger. Hongguang rushed over.
“This car is so slow!!”
Song Wenbin closed his eyes in despair and cursed: "Ma Qiang!!! NMSL!!! Why did you buy me such a broken car!!!"
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Ten thousand kilometers away
H city
Inside Xiaoma Boutique Used Car Store
Ma Qiang was sitting and curled up on the sofa, holding a cigarette in one hand and his mobile phone in the other.
"Heroes can be wronged, but you can't step on my...Chelsea..."
In the video, a man stretched by a beauty camera and wearing a tight blue leather jacket is running at full speed while carrying a computer case.
"I cao..."
Ma Qiang showed a disgusted but happy smile.
"Hahahahaha...Ah, I owe you...!"
He smiled and sneezed suddenly. Then he couldn't help but buckle the buckle and socks, put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them. Then he took a puff of the cigarette, flicked the ashes, and watched the next video.
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Boom! !
Wuling Hongguang, which was missing two doors, was driven by Huo Yu violently like a crazy off-road vehicle in the Dakar Rally, rampaging on the bumpy gravel road.
Behind Wuling Hongguang, several Toyota pickup trucks were approaching quickly.
The black men in the car even fired while driving. Although it was almost impossible to aim on this kind of road and in this crazy bumpy car, the bullets flying everywhere still made Song Wenbin fall into despair.
"I'm dead, I'm dead now..."
He looked at the pickup truck getting closer and closer and said in despair: "I'm dead..."
At a corner, Huo Yu held the steering wheel with one hand and the handbrake with the other. Wuling Hongguang drifted on the gravel road. Song Wenbin felt that the car was almost overturned.
After the bend, Huo Yu pressed the handbrake, turned his head and asked, "Do you like Dongfeng?"
Song Wenbin was confused by the last question before he died: "What?"
The huge roar of the engine covered up Song Wenbin's questions.
Three huge green steel beasts rushed out of the jungle. The moment they passed by Song Wenbin's Wuling Hongguang, he clearly saw the familiar logo on the front of the car.
Dongfeng warrior.
