Sang Mian said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, I'm from Nanwa..."
Meng Xiaojun straightened up in excitement and shouted in disbelief: "Are you from Nanwa?! I seem to remember that all the media were saying that the people of Nanwa were in dire straits.
All because of the high-pressure rule of the female tyrant Shapqiu in the triangle area! Did you come here after fleeing from Nanwa? !
No, you are the subordinate of that female tyrant!
What evil plans do you have here, do you want to overthrow Gangguojin? ! "
After hearing this, Sang Mian felt bad.
Damn retarded!
Is this kid’s mind a black hole? !
What is all this mess about?
However, Sang Mian had already been manipulated by previous batches of summer vacation mercenaries, so Meng Xiaojun's reaction was not surprising.
He just said lightly: "You have never been to Nanwa, how do you know what life is like there? How do you come to the conclusion that the general is a tyrant?"
After hearing this, Meng Xiaojun subconsciously retorted: "But this is what all the major media reported!"
Sang Mian just said lightly: "Then do you still remember when you were in college, about the topic related to the United States, and you refuted the teacher's words in class?"
Meng Xiaojun was confused at first about what Sang Mian meant, but after slowly recalling it, his expression immediately froze and he was completely confused.
At this time, he finally remembered what he said when he refuted the teacher's statement at Yenching University that "racial discrimination in the United States will never be eliminated": "Teacher, have you ever been to the United States?"
Then why when Sang Mian said that he had never been to Nanwa, he subconsciously replied: Everyone said so?
Could it be that I have become such a double-standard dog unknowingly?
Sang Mian saw Meng Xiaojun covering his face in pain and continued: "So why don't you face reality?
In fact, after reading your detailed information, I really envy you. Your grandfather and father both received Ph.D. degrees in the United States, and you can receive the best education without leaving home.
As for me, I had to help the family with work since I was seven years old, and sometimes I didn’t have enough to eat, let alone go to school. Reading a book was a luxury.
I only started to teach myself Chinese, noodle shop dialect and simple mathematical calculations when I was sixteen years old, because that year I became a soldier under the general. I had to learn these things when marching and fighting. The textbooks were also the mainland primary school textbooks given to us by the general. .
Otherwise, I would not learn something that would not help me eat more food.
So I really envy you, you know?
But you obviously have such good conditions, but you have been wasting your own life, and even indirectly wasting the lives of others.
Among your junior students, one of them decided to go to the United States after hearing your legendary deeds at Yenching University. However, now he is also racking his brains for himself while washing dishes like you. Friends and relatives weave a set of lies that they live a happy life. "
Meng Xiaojun listened to Sang Mian's words and held his hair tightly with both hands, but Sang Mian's statement continued.
"Actually, I can't comment much on your behavior, but I think if you just want to escape, then no one can control it. But if your behavior has a great negative impact on other people's lives, then then what can we do about it?"
"Stop talking!" Meng Xiaojun shouted angrily.
Chi——
Sang Mian just responded to his roar with a brake, and Meng Xiaojun was almost knocked out by the sudden brake.
Sang Mian said loudly: "If you want to go back to the United States now, I can help you buy a ticket right away. Tell me your answer!"
"me..."
Meng Xiaojun heard that what he had dreamed of before was at his fingertips, but he didn't feel happy at all.
Obviously as long as he simply agrees, he can leave this devil's cave immediately, but why can't he speak now that the words are on his lips?
"I'm not a coward! I won't run away anymore. Tell me what you want me to do!"
Sang Mian looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, look at what you were like before.
Okay, let me briefly explain our mission. In a moment we will enter the urban area of Isiro City, which is about 80 kilometers away from the village. You just need to stroll around the streets and buy some things. By the way, I’ll give you this pocket. , the money is in it. "
After saying that, he handed a pocket bag to Meng Xiaojun.
? ? ?
At this time, a group of little question marks appeared on Meng Xiaojun's head.
I finally made up my mind to make big news, and you actually said that I just need to walk around on the street? !
Sang Mian's expression turned serious when she looked at him, "Don't show such an expression. You don't understand the principle of walking around a busy city with money in hand, do you?"
Meng Xiaojun reacted and took the pocket bag directly. As expected, the pocket bag was quite heavy, weighing about a pound. When he opened the zipper, he saw that the surface was filled with 100 US dollar bills.
"Is this...something going to happen?"
Meng Xiaojun just made an estimate and knew that there was at least fifty thousand US dollars stuffed in this pocket. He imagined that after he opened the pocket, all the black uncles on the street stared at his lower body with fiery eyes, and he suddenly felt a chill.
Sang Mian consoled him: "Don't worry, there are our people there to help."
"Okay, I'll leave these two hundred pounds to you!" Meng Xiaojun gritted his teeth and wrapped the bag around his waist.
Sammian then started the jeep and continued driving towards Isiro.
. . .
An hour later, two Asians came to the edge of Isiro city, and one of them was very strange.
Everyone watched him walking on the street with a wary look on his face, his hands tightly covering his pocket.
Sang Mian also looked at Meng Xiaojun speechlessly, "You are using too much force, okay? You don't need to open the bag now. Everyone knows that there are good things in your bag."
But Sang Mian has no objection to this. This is better, as long as the goal is achieved. This is not a triangle. Everyone is very skilled. During the fight, they all transform into little princes in the grass and wait in the grass, occasionally firing cold shots.
Even Sang Mian is curious about how the brain circuits of people here are developed.
He just said to Meng Xiaojun in Mandarin: "Forget it this time it is acting, but you must remember that in Heizhou, you must not show timidity and fear in front of the locals. After encountering something, Don’t even think about taking a loss and letting things go, as this will only make the other party worse!"
Meng Xiaojun's expression perked up after hearing this, and he said to him with a sad face: "Who said I was acting? I'm really scared!
Brother, you have been a soldier in the triangle for so many years, so of course you are not afraid of this kind of thing, but I am just an ordinary person!
I was kidnapped by you guys and had to do such exciting things less than a day after being brought to Heizhou. You should at least be considerate of me!
Now I feel like the people on the whole street are looking at me wrong! "
Sang Mian was embarrassed when he heard this, but based on the principle that as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed, so he decided to change the topic and added lightly.
"The people sitting on the ground at the second intersection to your left, the people standing on the balcony on the second floor of the building to your right, and the people smoking right in front of you, they look at you really hard. Something’s wrong.”
After saying that, he didn't care about Meng Xiaojun's expression. He grabbed his pocket bag, opened the zipper and pulled out a Franklin. He then closed the zipper slowly, revealing two Glocks he had on his waist.
At this time, Meng Xiaojun also observed the three groups of people Sang Mian mentioned one by one. They all looked at him with grins and excitement, looking at him like they were looking at fat sheep.
And just now he was shocked to see that there was not only Franklin in his pocket, but also two pieces of small yellow croaker!
Sleep!
You really want to kill me!
Sang Mian's actions just now seemed to be deliberately showing the three groups what was hidden in his pocket and on his waist.
However, he did achieve his goal. The smiles of the three groups of black men suddenly faltered when they saw the two Glocks at his waist. However, when they saw the contents of Meng Xiaojun's pocket, a strange smile appeared on their faces again. smile.
"Okay, our mission has been completed and we can leave!" Sang Mian just reminded him and then immediately turned back and walked back to the jeep he drove from.
He is very confident in the brain circuits of these black guys, and he is not worried at all whether the other party will catch up with his fishing behavior of salty bait and straight hook.
"Huh? Oh...Oh, let's go quickly!"
