The scene suddenly became tense. Song Yiming lifted up his white robe and pointed the muzzle of his Aka rifle at the three black men without any fear. Song Lingling also held the pistol without panic.

The old white man shrugged, waved his hands and babbled. The three black men were half-convinced and pointed their guns downward slightly, but kept staring at Li Moyang and the others. Li Moyang understood. What the old man said was French, to the effect of, relax.

No big deal.

Li Moyang bared his white teeth and started chattering in French: "Thank you, an Aka and two magazines. It's considered meal expenses. I'll thank you later."

The old white man smiled calmly and skillfully pulled the Aka rifle. He checked it back and forth with skillful movements. However, he was not very satisfied with the gun. The rifling of the gun was seriously worn and it was not a good gun. The Aka is very popular in Africa, but that does not mean that it is a good gun.

Just a gun can be sold at a good price. Business is about long-term success, many friends and many paths.

The old white man put the gun under the bar and put the magazine away. Then he waved his hand to signal that the small payment incident was over. The three black men returned to normal and sat down to continue drinking. They even toasted to invite them.

Express sincerity.

Interesting! Li Moyang turned around and asked the old white man: "Hello, what does that emblem mean?"

The old white man looked back at the emblem, turned around, shrugged and smiled: "I don't know, I'll just accept this bar."

So that's it, Li Moyang thought thoughtfully. After eating and drinking, it was time to set off. He called Song Yiming and Song Lingling to go on the road and walked out of the bar. Song Yiming was very reluctant: "Boss, since there is no harm here, let's rest for the night.

Let’s hit the road.”

Li Moyang kept walking forward, looking around. It was getting late, and the town was short of electricity. There were basically no lights or neon lights. There were pedestrians in twos and threes, with curiosity and ill intentions in their eyes.

"It feels more peaceful to rest in the wilderness. Those African beasts seem to be kinder than humans." Li Moyang dropped these words and walked straight forward.

"It seems very philosophical, but..." Song Yiming thought for a while and hurriedly followed up with Song Lingling.

Li Moyang walked for a while, bent down to pack his shoelaces, and glanced towards the bar behind him intentionally or unintentionally. As he expected, three black men followed closely behind him. Although they pretended not to do so, but in front of Li Moyang

In my eyes, this is typical tracking.

As expected, the old white man said he didn't recognize the emblem, which was obviously a lie. This bar is either a dark den or a stronghold of the Vito family. As long as you have bad intentions, no matter who you are, I will never be polite.

Everything will become clear once he meets Ferro. The top priority now is to protect himself. Just because there was no fight in the bar, it doesn't mean that it won't happen on the streets of the town.

Li Moyang stood up and whispered to Song Yiming and the others: "Follow me and get ready for battle!"

Song Yiming was stunned and instantly understood what Li Moyang meant. The land of Africa is indeed full of dangers. Bad things are coming soon. Several people appeared in front of them, forming a fan with ill intentions to surround them. The three big men behind them quickened their steps, and Li Moyang three

People were trapped in a circle. The pedestrians on the street seemed to be used to this kind of scene. They hid in their houses and excitedly looked out to watch a good show of street killings.

Li Moyang thought that what was supposed to come had come. To put it bluntly, this bar was a black shop. He didn't want to get blood in the bar. It seemed normal to kill people and buy goods on the street. Unfortunately, the moment the old white man answered, Li Moyang had a premonition.

, then come on, I have seen big winds and waves, and I am still afraid of you little shrimps!

To strike first, Li Moyang picked up Aka, turned around, and fired a burst. The three big men were caught off guard, and one of them was shot. The other two realized that the intention was exposed, ran away separately, and were also preparing to fire back. Li Moyang

He didn't give them a chance, and he didn't take any maneuvers to evade. Instead, he held Aka in a swagger and fired continuously on the street. He fired while walking forward, as if he was in an uninhabited land.

Song Yiming and Song Lingling followed him closely, with their backs to Li Moyang, and they also opened fire. However, their marksmanship was average, and the other people who surrounded them were not injured. Instead, they hid and fired at the three of them. For a while, ballistic missiles were flying in the street.

It seems that black Africans play with guns in much the same way as Chinese people celebrate the New Year. They are just for fun and have no accuracy at all.

Li Moyang got rid of the three big men, turned around arrogantly, and swept away the black men's offensive. "Retreat!" Li Moyang shouted, and there happened to be an alley next to the road, and the three of them hurriedly got into it.

Go in and run away quickly.

"It's so fun, boss, it's just like a movie on the street!" Song Yiming said excitedly, holding up Aka, but Li Moyang smiled and didn't say anything. The bar fight was just a small episode, and he finally found the emblem of the Tunisian mafia family.

The ultimate goal is to go to North Africa to find the Vito family and Ferro. Only they can help him return to his country.

The three of them rushed out of the town in a hurry. No pursuers, motorcycles, or off-road vehicles were found behind them. Instead, Li Moyang believed that it was safest to leave the scene on foot. This was his experience. Although it was slower, the clues left behind

If there are fewer, there will be less chances of being chased. The pursuing party will generally think that the escaping party will flee quickly, bring transportation with them, and often ignore the walkers.

However, this was too hard. The three of them did not have a good rest for a whole day, and that night they took an unusual route and walked a full 20 kilometers.

At about five o'clock in the morning the next day, they were resting at the foot of the hill when they suddenly met a black man walking at night. It is very rare to drive at night in this place. This is not a highway, but a dirt road in the grassland. Baibaoshan Li Moyang San

The man gradually relaxed his vigilance, put away his gun, and kept it on his back, until he was seen by the guy walking at night.

Li Moyang suddenly became murderous. It was also the middle of the night, and he was walking at night. People like this in black Africa were either rapists or thieves. If he didn't kill this stranger, maybe he would be chased by soldiers later. This person must not be let go.

After passing, Li Moyang picked up his gun and chased after him.

The African who was on the road was also very vigilant. The three strangers all had guns in their hands. He was also extremely nervous, fearing that something would happen. So when the night walker on the road saw them, he immediately quickened his pace and wanted to leave quickly, but it was too late.

Night.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Night Walker had a premonition that something was not going to happen. He hurriedly took out his pistol and prepared to turn around and shoot. How could Li Moyang give him this chance? He fired after chasing a few steps. The opponent fell to the ground in response, and Night Walker fell to the ground.

He was not dead yet, his whole body was twitching, Li Moyang stepped forward to give him another shot.
Chapter completed!