Chapter 8 (2/2)

Walking in the jungle, I passed a cherry tree and saw that it was full of bright red wild cherries. Shen Xiaoxiao's saliva was greedy.

I miss the sour and sweet taste so much. I haven't tasted it for many years. The wild fruits I eat these days are more bitter and astringent. This wild cherry is very rare.

Shen Xiaoxiao looked at the wild cherry tree, which was not too high, and carefully climbed up the trunk with the basket on his back.

These wild fruits in the depths of the jungle were not picked, because they were close to the water source, so they grew well. The trunk was thick. She sat eagerly on the Trident branch, and the basket was carefully held in her arms. There were half a basket of wild cherries in it, which were stuffed into her mouth one by one. It was really sour and sweet, and it was very enjoyable to eat.

Immersed in this rare delicacy, some very small noisy footsteps came from my ears.

Shen Xiaoxiao hurriedly sat up straight and took advantage of the height of the station to look into the distance.

Sure enough, there were three or four people chasing a white man not far away.

Here is close to the water source. If you want to live, you can only come in this direction, but there are people who shouldn't be recruited.

The guns in the hands of the three men are not vegetarian. Is she sitting here watching a good play or trying to save her?

If you don't save her, once those people find her, she won't have a good life. She can understand that her lips are dead and her teeth are cold. But now that she is in the tree, those people may not find her. What should we do?

”Bang, bang, Bang...”

It didn't wait for Shen Xiaoxiao to think about it. One of those people shot and screamed. Come on, Shen Xiaoxiao doesn't have to make a decision now. I'm afraid he can't escape.

”Run, why don't you run? We've been chasing for 5 days and 5 nights. You're really capable.”

The gunman shouted at the man who was shot in the leg on the ground.

”Let me go. I can tell you the location of the warehouse. Let me go.”

The man spoke Spanish, but the black men couldn't understand it at all, but Shen Xiaoxiao understood what they said clearly.

In his previous life, Shen Xiaoxiao stayed in the underground brothel for three years. The horses who took care of and were responsible for receiving guests for them were Spanish. The boss of the brothel was also Spanish, so he was almost surrounded by Spanish speakers.

If you don't understand Spanish in that place, you're embarrassed. Naturally, you can't receive customers. Don't think it's easy to receive customers. Women who can't receive customers have no good results in the brothel village, and will only become a tool for them to play.

So at that time, Shen Xiaoxiao was picked out and had no ability to resist. After several crimes, she learned to be good. If she had nothing to do, she went to get close to it, or listened attentively. Slowly, even if she couldn't say it, she could understand those Spanish, just as she only understood English but couldn't speak English these years.

Now, hearing this long lost and unfamiliar Spanish, I still have some ups and downs in my heart.

But that ”warehouse” aroused Shen Xiaoxiao's interest. She can still remember what Yan Kuan's men said when she overheard it under those cars.

It seems that there is really a warehouse in the Connors jungle, which attracts people to rush. Where is the warehouse? Is the key she stole the key to the warehouse? Is that possible?

Sitting on the branch of a tree, Shen Xiaoxiao gently moved his body. Unexpectedly, such a subtle sound actually attracted the attention of those people.

”Who...”