The original golden luster of the waves hitting the pale sand beach is no longer there, because the light source in the sky has disappeared.
The weather in the rainforest area is always erratic, and obvious black clouds have appeared in the sky. Seeing this, Old Berican immediately brought his two benefactors to the rest area of the park.
"Crash!"
No, as soon as we arrived at the rest area, the terrifying downpour started to fall, hitting the roof made of iron sheets like thunder like thousands of horses galloping.
A lot of people had gathered here, including tourists who had just rushed in from the heavy rain, well-dressed waiters, and more of them local black people. However, they were unwilling to approach the three sloppy men standing in the corner of the lounge.
"It seems that we are disliked, but this also shows that my disguise effect is outstanding." Chen Xingtian looked down at the overall situation and muttered to himself.
Then he looked at Old Bericon who was hesitant to speak, his face full of black lines. When they were talking on the beach just now, he ignored a question. Kong Kong could be an interpreter, but it was limited to himself.
This means that they can understand what Bericon says, but Bericon cannot understand what they say, and Kong Kong cannot make Bericon understand.
To put it bluntly, Chen Xingtian and the others are now a group of mutes. They can only receive but not send out, so they can't ask the questions they want to ask at all.
This is very embarrassing.
Chen Xingtian rubbed his forehead. The navigation was originally equipped with an Afrikaans translator, but it was trampled by the gangster who killed a thousand people. With their current status, finding a translator was also a very troublesome thing.
"Brother, what should we do now?" Ding Ruomeng guessed some of the tricks, but if Chen Xingtian didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask, and would just think of a solution.
"What else can we do? Just use local materials. We will paraphrase it in English. Even if there is any ambiguity, Kong Kong can point it out to me." Chen Xingtian spread his hands. If Kong Kong was not available, this would be really troublesome.
Just as she was about to question the black people present, Chen Xingtian grabbed her and pointed at a middle-aged woman who was walking towards Berican.
After all, Old Berican had an affair with the gang, and a bold and careful quality was necessary. In the previous conversation, he realized that Chen Xingtian could understand what he said, but he could not understand Chen Xingtian, so he found a trustworthy person. translation.
"I would like to thank you for your rescue on Bericon's behalf. He and I are old acquaintances. You can call me Tinian, and I will translate for you now." (English) An ordinary-looking black woman said enthusiastically.
Chen Xingtian couldn't deny it, but he was too lazy to chat with them. Although he couldn't speak harshly in the past two months, he could still hear the thorns in his words. He was definitely not suitable for talking to strangers. He gave all the power to them. Ding Ruomeng handled it.
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dialogue:
Bericon: "Can you understand me?" (Translation)
Ding Ruomeng: "Okay, may I ask why you are being chased by gangs? Is it because of loan sharking?"
Berican said angrily: "I'm just an old bachelor with nothing, no children, and my parents have gone to hell. These bastards see me as easy to bully, and they forced me to sign a loan agreement while I was hungover."
Ding Ruomeng was confused: "Then if you pay off the loan the next day, wouldn't the interest compound?"
Berrican: "The problem is, these bastards didn't tell me, and I didn't find out until half a year later that I was being screwed."
Ding Ruomeng frowned: "Are the gangs in South Africa so rampant? How can they still exist in such a metropolis with good security?"
Berican was surprised: "Isn't this normal? There are gangs all over the country. I can only blame my bad luck for being targeted by this group of trash." He glanced at Chen Xingtian, who was meditating aside, and lowered his voice: " I suggest you leave Durban as soon as possible. The gangs here are lawless and there are often news of tourists disappearing. You can help me for a while, but you cannot help me forever. You will get yourself involved, so leave quickly."
Ding Ruomeng quickly waved his hand: "No, no, no, we have ways to solve these problems, but these gangs are cancer and must be eradicated."
Bericon definitely didn't believe it and continued to persuade: "I know your partner can fight, but those gangsters have guns in their hands. It is said that they are colluding with the local police. If you beat their people, they will not let it go."
The corners of Chen Xingtian's mouth rose slightly, not because Bericon underestimated him, but because he now also has a gun. Although he didn't know the type of gun, he said casually: "If they don't mess with me, I will I won’t provoke them. Since I have helped people, I will help them to the end, so don’t worry.”
Berican was anxious: "Why don't you listen to my advice? I'm doing this for your own good. I'm already dead. You don't need to help me. I'm begging you."
Hey, if you don't let me help, I will do it for free. Sometimes people are so mean. If Berican had asked for help just now, Chen Xingtian might not have helped him, and he would even take this opportunity to spy on his abilities.
Chen Xingtian smiled half-heartedly: "Help people until the end. You can just wait and let us handle these matters. Or we can wait at your house. As long as there are witnesses, we can stop these guys."
Berican opened his mouth. He didn't know what to say anymore. Just say that you don't know how high the sky is. They are here to help you. Say thank you for their help. There is no way they can defeat you. So you can only sigh helplessly. The tone is that they are two young people who are carried away by the sense of justice. Unfortunately, he no longer has the same ruthlessness as before, and he dares to bully any cat or dog.
Berican: "That's all. If you want to follow, then go ahead. It just so happens that I can repay the favor I owe." He said this, but in his heart he decided to throw Chen Xingtian away halfway. Durban is so big. , they probably can’t find it.
The main roads of Durban are clearly visible, but the branches are diverse and complex. The alleys are the veins of this glorious city. They are crisscrossed and together they outline the unique scene of Durban.
In fact, Durban's economy is far less than that of international metropolises such as Hong Kong and New York. It is only at the level of a second-tier city in China. The slums are intertwined with the city. The shape is similar to the urban villages in China, so there are small roads extending in all directions.
Chen Xingtian followed Berican through the intricate bungalows. Tile-roofed houses and earthen houses that you only see in the countryside can be seen everywhere here. Skinny black people wash their clothes with dirty water from the stinking ditch. From time to time, a strange feeling floats over them. The smell is like mold.
The black residents walked numbly on the dirt floor without floor tiles, with no light in their eyes, as if their edges had been smoothed by reality, just like the animals in society today.
The children were holding a few marbles in their hands, lying on the undeveloped field ridge, playing games from the distant days of the Chinese dynasty. An inexplicable feeling came to their hearts. It turned out that this was the real world where people were living in a state of drunkenness and wealth.
This is an area with few tourists, an area abandoned by prosperity. The larger black group creates such a situation. The sanitation is dirty and messy, and public security is ignored. No wonder gangs are frequently spawned.
It was about two kilometers away from the coastal park and finally arrived at Berican's home. Ding Ruomeng's eyes widened as he realized that this could not even be called home.
The brick walls on three sides roughly circle the territory. The exposed red bricks indicate that there is no money to paint, and the fading red color indicates that the bricks have existed for a long time. The top is a blue iron sheet used for construction of guardrails. It is difficult to imagine Berry. Ken’s living situation, isn’t he afraid of water leaks?
The front door is even more desolate. A large piece of the originally intact brick wall has been knocked down, and the empty part is filled with red clay. The glass of the window is completely broken, with only some glass particles still stuck to the corners. It can be inferred that the gangsters broke into the house and even the walls collapsed.
Chen Xingtian's senses swept over, and the scene inside the house was even more unsightly. There were no partitions in such a big house, and eating, drinking, and toileting were all done directly in the same room. Both the wooden table and the bed had signs of repair. The only thing The socket was damaged, with only a broken thread extending from it. I don’t know how he managed to survive.
The residential areas of Durban are full of unique South African flavor, but they are also in line with Durban's rapidly developing culture. This situation is similar to that of the Raqqa settlement. The only difference is that it has not been developed for tourism. resort.
In addition, gangs are rampant, and many tourists are unwilling to come to such an unsafe place of right and wrong. Chen Xingtian is also quite surprised. This is his second or third time contact with dark forces. Li Wei is one of them, a native of Raqqa. Counting one, it is the evil forces abroad now, but judging from the current situation, it seems that the only places where telekinesis is needed to fight are the evil forces.
It just so happened that his hands were itchy. This morning, the evaluation of Hong Nianli exceeded the one thousand mark for the first time, which is a real ton. This is not a small amount, it is enough to lift a light car, and it is just enough to clean up these gangsters. Used to improve combat skills.
Bericin invited them into his home. After all, if he didn't invite them, I'm afraid Chen Xingtian would pretend to be waiting outside the door.
Also accompanying them was Ms. Tinian who had been translating for them. Unexpectedly, Chen Xingtian dismissed her and winked at Berican in a very subtle way.
Tinian was a little worried: "Do you really don't need me to translate? Computer translation can make mistakes."
"Thank you for your kindness, but I have something to talk to Mr. Berican in private. It's better not to have outside contact." Chen Xingtian still looked like he would keep strangers away, and even the enthusiastic Tinian had to give up. .
"If you have any questions, please come to me immediately. I will go straight from his (Berican's) house and turn left 200 meters away."
Seeing Chen Xingtian about to answer, Ding Ruomeng hurriedly covered his mouth, glared at him fiercely, and said sheepishly: "Okay, I'll ask you for help if I have any questions."
Chen Xingtian responded with a helpless look. He did this to give people a sense of domineering and mystery, in order to promote the development of the next thing, but a sensitive person like Ding Ruomeng would definitely not be able to bear it.
Seeing Tinian disappear at the end of the street, Berican closed the door and poured Chen Xingtian and Ding Ruomeng each a glass of cold boiled water and some homemade dough. This was the only thing he could use to entertain them.
Then he sat on his bed and crossed his hands: "The person you hit Buck is probably already investigating your identity."
"My shot was very light, I just knocked them away. In fact, they may not have any wounds on their bodies. I think Buck can guess that I am not easy to mess with."
Bericon winced and said, "I have never seen anyone able to fly someone more than ten meters away, and the person who was beaten was still unharmed. Is this the martial arts of the Chinese dynasty? Are you from the Chinese dynasty?"
Chen Xingtian smiled now. This conversation style was completely different from before. He seemed to be another person who was good at pretending.
"Why didn't you say that when you were being beaten, you were releasing force from almost every blow, and even the acid water was squeezed out by yourself?"
"I do not know what you're talking about."
"Really?" Chen Xingtian was too lazy to make excuses anymore. He attached his mind power to his feet and stepped on them. A hole was made in the rotten wooden floor, but the hole exuded a metallic luster. Chen Xingtian took it out casually. A thrust rifle appeared in his hand, and he played with it: "This is not something that an ordinary person can use."
Cold sweat broke out on Bericon's temples: "Who are you?" He was shocked by Chen Xingtian's insight and actually found the rifle he had hidden, so I'm afraid he could also find clues about other things in this house.
Chen Xingtian spread his hands and said, "The person who saved you just now, why are you so scared? I won't harm you." He then picked up the Nepalese army knife attached to the bottom of the table: "You shouldn't use these weapons when you want to take revenge from a gang. Are you going directly? Why are you pretending to be a grandson?"
He opened the bed board again and took out a few yellow-orange bullets from inside: "Or do you want to sneak directly into the gang and take the enemy's head?"
Berican was confused. Is there really such a person in the world who combines insight and reasoning power?
Hey, you are really right.
The thought of taking action flashed through his mind, and was suppressed instantly. He didn't want to be knocked away, so he pretended to be calm: "Since you know I'm faking it, why do you still come to help me?"
Chen Xingtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and finally took the bait. If he kept his mouth shut, he would have no choice but to dig out the grenades hidden in the pit. He couldn't dig it out with his hands.
"Because of your specialness." Chen Xingtian said concisely.
Berican's nerves were tense, and this seemed to remind him of some bad memories: "Are you sent by the government to test me? No, you don't look like people from the Republic of South Africa at all. Are you from the world?" A mysterious organization?”
"To be exact, there are only three people and one dog now. You are the fourth one I have found."
"I do not understand what you are saying."
Seeing that Berican was still pretending, Chen Xingtian wanted to say something else. Suddenly, within 300 meters of his perception, a group of unkind black people poured in. Most of them had tattoos on their bodies, and five of them were holding iron bars.
You can tell with your feet that this must be the same group that started the attack at noon.
Chen Xingtian looked at him playfully: "It seems that you are finished. Those guys are coming to trouble you again. Oh, they also brought bats this time. You can't even think of sneaking in without some tricks..."
"...Why don't you use your rifle."
This voice was full of confusion, as if he was trying to dig out the deepest secrets in Bericon's heart. He looked at Chen Xingtian solemnly, these words were probably true, and there was no need for Chen Xingtian to trick him.
After hesitating for a long time, he vaguely felt the vibration of powerful footsteps. He looked at Chen Xingtian and finally made up his mind: "From the little girl next to you, I can feel that you are not bad people, but I still don't think you are capable of going." In this muddy water, I will volunteer with a gun if necessary, and please leave as soon as possible afterwards."
Chen Xingtian also put away his cynical expression. Bericon's performance won his respect: "Before that, answer me a question. Do you have a special ability, but at least you can't use it now?"
"yes."
"very good!"
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story:
"Second Boss, don't underestimate the boy who helped that old bastard Berican this morning. He punched me 10 meters away. It seems he is a practicing master."
"Tsk, I beat you 10 meters away. Do you have any injuries on your body? You shouldn't be frightened by a little kid."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The person who spoke was none other than Brother Nose Ring, who had been beaten up by Chen Xingtian at noon. He blushed. He didn't know why he was hit so far by a huge force but didn't get hurt at all. However, Obviously, no matter how hard he tried to explain, these bastards wouldn't believe him.
"Okay, everyone, don't make fun of him. Someone who can drive away four people effortlessly is not a good person. Don't take it lightly." The leader of the black man in white shirt explained, otherwise they would not have sent out so many people. People.
Brother Nose Ring also automatically forgot what happened just now, and thought viciously in his heart: 'Humph, what's the use of beating me anymore, we are just two travelers, sooner or later I will break your hands and feet and hang them on the wall as an exhibit. '
Of course, he just thought about it. The actual situation was that he didn't dare to get closer than 10 meters to the broken house.
The black man in white shirt shook his head. He was so cowardly and embarrassed, so he would let his boss drive him out in the future. Then he asked a few minions to break down the door. The village's informants already knew that Chen Xingtian was inside.
The next second, the wall made of earth collapsed without warning, and several black people who were about to break in were thrown out. However, this time all the black people who were thrown out were seriously injured and lost their fighting ability. .
The remaining black people looked stunned. What happened in the room?
Immediately afterwards, they saw an Asian man with mud-stained skin walking out slowly, looking at everyone present with a look of disdain. An indescribable pressure enveloped everyone's hearts, including the wall after it was knocked down. The dust raised was pressed to the ground.
Terrible visual impact.
Chen Xingtian glanced at Brother Nose Ring, who was already slumped on the ground, and said sarcastically: "It seems that I am too kind. I thought that as long as I didn't hurt anyone, I wouldn't be in trouble. Maybe I don't quite understand what you are doing." Side rules.”
Suddenly, he grinned and said something that shocked the whole audience: "Then I declare that if anyone here keeps having his hands and feet broken today, it will be my fault, Chen.
So let’s start with you. "
Chen Xingtian pointed at Brother Nose Ring, who looked horrified, and a pool of yellow liquid seeped out of his pants.
"No, don't! Ah!"
A scream like a slaughtering pig rang out from his mouth, making Chen Xingtian's ears buzz.
"Noisy."
After that, the mop head of the nose ring brother was forcibly pulled off and stuffed into his mouth. Then the guy became silent. He probably fainted from the pain.
Chen Xingtian moved his feet. The bones of this guy's hands were crushed when he just crushed them. Then he looked at the remaining black people with an even more terrifying expression: "Who wants to be next?"
The black man in white shirt suppressed his fear and gave orders to the people who were still stunned: "What are you still doing? Give them all to me."
"Well done."
As the saying goes, evil people will be punished by evil people. Today, Chen Xingtian will be a evil person.
