Chapter 413: Im tired of you (1/2)
Ye Qing looked worried and had immediately called Wu Weiling back and waited for a long time, the long waiting tone made Ye Qing feel he would be hung up automatically, but in the end, the call was connected. There was a mess over there, and the voice of the woman who had just exclaimed came.
Ye Qing asked quickly: ”Where are you? I have asked someone to translate the native language on the phone just now, and he said you are bleeding now.”
A whisper came in the Hausa language. It was the woman who had just answered the phone. But the problem was Ye Qing couldn't understand any word.
The Mercedes-Benz G 65 parked near Quarry Street and a black guy in a suit and leather shoes with a briefcase strolled past. His face was filled with self-confidence that was unsuitable for his age, and he looked towards Quarry Street. Was it a foreign comprador or a local student?
No matter what, Ye Qing immediately recalled Electrocristalline to the Monster Factory, and then cast a look at Juli. The door of the car opened and an arm as strong as steel grabbed the collar of the black guy, and an expression of horror emerged from his face. Before he could scream, a handful of Glock pressed against his forehead, suffocating the scream halfway and the door closed with a sound ”Bang~”. The whole process took less than a second.
A bean-sized drop of sweat was coming out of the guy's forehead, and a barrel of a Minigun Vulcan mini-pistol was attached so casually to the top of the backseat. The chain of orange balls extended to the bottom of the bullet box like a gas can.
”Don't be afraid, translate what is said in it.” Ye Qing held the phone in his left hand and US dollars in his right. There was an unquestionable affirmation in unskilled English.
Before World War II, most African countries were colonies of Europe. Some African countries also regarded English and French as official languages. This guy seemed to be going to work on Kwalei Street where foreigners gathered. He should know English. The black guy's eyes locked on the dollars.
”Okok~” Under the double stimulation of the dollar and the gun, the black guy quickly adjusted his mentality. He took the phone very cooperatively and spoke in the local language.
”She said a lady passed out.”
”She said she was so scared and was leaving, and it is unsafe here.”
”Location.” Ye Qing added lightly.
”In an alley three streets away.” The black guy said nervously: ”Give me the dollars, and I will take you there.”
What the hell does he doing? The traffic policeman on the road saw this scene and turned his head very cooperatively as if he hadn't seen anything. Just kidding, the Mercedes-Benz G 65 is considered a star luxury car even in China. In impoverished Nigeria, was it not as comparable to stop this car as to stop a tank?
Two minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz G 65 had creaked and stopped by the roadside at only three blocks away. There was a backward place. The square houses with mottled walls were visible and colorful long cloth clothes were drying outside the windows.
”Bang bang bang~” The car door opened, and the metal expert and Juli holding each one an AUG assault rifle protected Ye Qing from left to right.
”It's here.” The leading guy pointed to the alley where he couldn't see his clue, and then he wanted to grease the soles of his feet.
Juli took him over again with an arm, and Ye Qing said in English: ”Find my companion and leave.”
On the phone, the local woman couldn't tell a more specific address. The guy who leads the way called the phone back, but no one answered. Walking quickly into the alley, Ye Qing and his party passed through the two bifurcations, and suddenly two teenage children rushed out from the side. Upon seeing each other, the two children almost fell to the ground in fright because the guns of the Master Metal Expert and Juli had already been directed at them instantly.