In terms of status, the reason why Sakurai Kika was able to suppress Nobita Yamamoto and let this great man bow down for five dou of rice was not because she was young and beautiful, she could do whatever she wanted after makeup, nor was she superior in terms of education and work ability, which made others naturally convinced and bowed.

The fundamental reason, or confidence, does not come from Sakurai Kika herself, but from her family and even family, who are more powerful and wealthy than Nobita Yamamoto.

This rule is generally recognized in Japan for your father and mother, and for your grandfather and grandma.

Someone shouted, "My dad is **!"

Maybe he (she) will get away with it.

The degree of social class solidification in Japan is second only to the caste system in India. It is difficult for the lower class people to make a comeback.

Whoever has awesome ancestors, a noble family or a samurai master for generations, or a samurai background, is really awesome. If there is still royal blood, it would be even more amazing.

As for what I am like, just use resources and connections to build up. This is the way for poor children to play. If you krypton gold and krypton gold and krypton gold, you will definitely be a Japanese yen player.

Even if it is ruined, looking for a new job can benefit from the ancestors and easily squeeze out other unknown rats.

The wealthy families were more straightforward and neat, modifying the rules of the game, and directly opening cheats, saving even krypton gold. They secretly held the national handle, held the king's title in their hands, and held the Tianxian in their mouths. When they were rewarded, they hungry and wealthy as Ji Sun. When they called the buzz, they ordered Yi, Yan turned into Jie Zhi, and did whatever they wanted.

Yamamoto Nobita, who can get into the Ministry of Public Security of the Metropolitan Police Department, is at most a poor family, while Sakurai Kika is a genuine poor girl. If she is a rich family, she would not have come to Africa to plaster gold. She just sends a few annoying social animals to be cannon fodder. She casts a wide net from east to west, and maybe one day she will gain something and just follow her to get a bargain.

So now, it is still a long time to expect those resentful social animals to come to pick people up seriously and responsibly and efficiently.

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Two outdoor tents that can accommodate three or four people are next to the towed RV. Although the car is spacious enough to accommodate three or four people, Li Bai did not allow them to stay in the RV.

The main reason is that the Qingyao Demon is a witch who is not particular. When Wan Qiyi (stolen food) suddenly saw a stranger. Before his brain could react, he had a subconscious reaction... Isn't that asking for trouble?

Li Bai doesn't want to replace this newly bought towed RV so soon.

Qingjiao is definitely a master at destroying the family, and most people really can't afford it.

There is an idiom saying: Ye Gong likes dragons.

Did Mr. Ye raise a dragon?

This is a proposition.

No wonder Mr. Ye, who is a good dragon, was immediately scared to death when he saw the real dragon. Even if he swiped his credit card, Baitiao and Huabei, he would probably not be able to make up the money for a meal from Long. He couldn't afford it, he couldn't afford it!

The ancients did not deceive me!

Although we set up tents to camp outdoors, Somalia is located in the tropical region. Even if it is rainy now, as long as we are well separated from the moisture and cover a thin towel blanket, there will be no problems, let alone worry about catching a cold.

With the Green Dragon Demon King, the purple clay white board made by Li Bai is not useful at all. Within a few miles, various snakes, insects, rats and ants fled one after another, and the only way to escape was to die.

The three people who were driven outside the car by Li Bai were worried about the harassment of the insects and beasts, and there was not even a single one close to them.

A small bonfire was burning, and from time to time, a few sparks burst out, making crackling sounds.

The flames illuminated the faces of Nobita Yamamoto and Kika Sakurai, and they looked at the bonfire between the two tents silently.

A pit was dug on the ground, throwing some firewood in, pouring gasoline, and it burned in an instant. The heat released when the shrub branches burned can dispel the nearby moisture and the slight coolness under the night sky.

The old driver Okamoto, who was still awake, was lying in one of the tents, sharing it with Nobita Yamamoto, while Kika Sakurai enjoyed a tent.

"Baga!"

Sakurai Kika suddenly threw a stingy branch into the fire that had not yet dried. A choking blue smoke suddenly appeared and spread out, making her eyes narrow slightly and become blurred.

I was called back and forth by the Chinese doctor, but I dared not speak out. This was a very bad feeling.

Such a situation was something Sakurai had never expected before leaving the embassy.

If time can go back, let Yamamoto Nobita be unlucky alone.

"Sir Sakurai, please calm down and taste the rice cake I baked with myself."

Nobita Yamamoto asked for barbecue tools and some ingredients from Li Bai. The skin of rice cake dumplings is burning and fragrant.

He was a little timid and handed over the baked rice cakes that were very hot.

"Yamamoto, you are intent! Thank you!"

Sakurai Kika did not refuse, but instead took the baking fork with a reserved attitude, sprinkled a little, dipped it in powdered sugar, and bit it in a small mouthful, then said unexpectedly: "It's very delicious!"

"Hi! Hi! I like barbecue too and often bake rice cakes, so..."

Nobita Yamamoto touched the back of his head flattered.

The sound of smacking his lips suddenly came from the tent behind him, and the sound of sniffing hard.

"Well, well, it smells so good!"

Being attracted by gelatinized amyl proteins is completely biological instinct.

Okamoto Fujito was about to wake up, and was caught by such an attractive smell, and naturally recovered his consciousness.

“Eh?”

Sakurai Kika was stunned and thought she had auditory hallucinations.

"It was Okamoto who woke up."

Yamamoto was overjoyed, put down another skewer of baked rice cakes in his hand, and quickly turned around and opened the curtain at the entrance and exit of the tent, opened the camping lamp hanging inside, and the inside of the tent immediately lit up.

"Yamamoto, hiss, it's so bright. Where are we? Is the underworld?"

The old driver Okamoto barely raised his hand to block the light from the top of the tent, and complained vaguely.

Since you can wake up, it means you are roughly out of danger and nothing serious is going on.

Nobita Yamamoto was very happy that Okamoto was able to survive. He said excitedly: "No, we are saved!"

"Where is this? Why is this happening?"

The old Japanese driver was puzzled. He thought he was dead this time and no one could survive such a rain of bullets.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Nobita Yamamoto and Kika Sakurai who reached into his head from the curtain of the tent.

"Okamoto, someone saved us!"

Nobita Yamamoto suppressed his excitement, for fear that he would be too excited to Okamoto, who was still recovering.

"Ah, ah, I thought we were dead and we were able to live, it was great!"

Jeep driver Okamoto Fujito was glad with lingering fear.

He still has his wife and children to raise. If he has any problems, he will have nothing but a pension, and his family will immediately fall into a dilemma of losing everything.

It is hard to imagine that if a family that has lost its Tongliangting family, life will probably plummet and be terrible.

"Okamoto, you can rest with peace of mind and we will return safely."

Yamamoto comforted the other party that he and Sakurai Kika were able to survive, and the veteran driver made great contributions.

"Oh, what saved us is, yes..."

Okamoto Fujito finally recalled the last memory he had before he fell into a coma, the huge RV.

Perhaps the owner of the RV saved them.

"It was Li Baijun who saved us. We are now next to his RV. He gave us tents, food and water. Okamoto, do you want some water?"

Nobita Yamamoto introduced their savior to Okamoto.

"Oh! Please trouble you."

The weak and powerless Okamoto Fujito needed someone to take care of him. Nobita Yamamoto was so proactive, so he was more respectful than obedient.

At this moment, the throat was dry and fire was about to emerge. A few mouthfuls of water were pouring into the stomach. The whole person immediately seemed to be truly alive. Every cell was cheering and was saved!

This is nectar!

"Okamoto, after Hei An returns, I will apply for a bonus for you."

Even though he couldn't help much, Sakurai Kika still did his best.

"Thank you, thank you Minister Sakurai!"

Okamoto Fujito was surprised and happy, this was what he wanted most.

As long as people live and still have money to get, there is really nothing better than this.

The old driver has regained consciousness. For Yamamoto Nobita and Sakurai Kika, it is one of the rare good news among the bad news today.

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At five o'clock in the morning, bright headlights suddenly lit up from the distance of the road with empty cars, and a faint roar of the engine came.

In the quiet wilderness of the night, a little movement can be spread far away.

Yamamoto Nobita, who was sleeping lightly, was suddenly shocked and left his sleep.

"Is this the sound of the car?"

There are very few vehicles on the road from Mogadishu to the border between Somalia and Kenya.

Since the RV left Mogadishu 100 kilometers away, until it was camping on the roadside, I never encountered a second car during the whole journey.

On the wide muddy dirt road, heavy tractors dragging huge RVs are like lonely walkers. Occasionally, wild animals can be seen swaggering. Indigenous tribes holding spears and bows and arrows high, and howls sharply at the RVs. Be kind of polite, they directly projected the spears and arrows.

Whether it was Li Bai, Yamamoto Nobita and others, they completely ignored these reckless attacks. Such primitive and simple weapons were even harder to hunt wild animals, let alone trying to break the defense of modern industrial products?

Most of them cannot even break the window glass, not to mention that most of them fell halfway through the journey. Only a few were lucky enough to touch the defensive barrier that covered the entire car, and then... there was no more.

"Yeah!~It's so noisy!~What a sound!"

The outside of the tent where Yamamoto Nobita and Okamoto Fujito were suddenly lit up. The tent cloth was not separated from the light. Inside the tent that was separated from it, Kika Sakurai turned on the camping light.

At this moment, the sound of the engine of the vehicle in the distance and the sound of the wheels rolling on the ground became louder and closer.
Chapter completed!