Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 243 27
field.Holding the phone, Song Wenbin watched the live broadcast room full of inquiries about the whereabouts of Su Tina and Huo Yu, and subconsciously opened WeChat to check.But he found that neither Huo Yu nor Su Tina had sent him a message.

This made him a little annoyed, they have been separated for several days, don't these two care about what he is doing at all! ?
Hmph, woman, you are so heartless.

Song Wenbin thought to himself.

If he hadn't experienced all kinds of unimaginable changes in the past two days, he would have sent them a message, but he didn't expect that the two of them didn't even ask him.

Where did Su Tina and Huo Yu go while the barrage was still there.

Song Wenbin felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and if he said he didn't know, he would have to be asked. He hesitated for a while, thinking that with that guy Huo Yu around, the safety of the two of them should be fine, and if he didn't contact him, he might just want to let him know. A dismounted, told him that this show can be filmed without him.Perhaps this was revenge for the fact that he resigned in the first place.

Thinking of this, he sneered and said, "I don't care where they are going. I am in a competitive relationship with them now. They must leave first. Let alone the brothers, I have to leave immediately."

After finishing speaking, he put his mobile phone on the front of the car and changed the title of the live broadcast room to, "A man traveling alone on a motorcycle in India." 』

Song Wenbin's actions split the barrage instantly, and some people were dissatisfied with his indifference, saying, "What's wrong with you?"

"Should Susu and Brother Yu be thrown into India alone?"

"Hurry up and find them! India is dangerous!"

"Traveling together so many times, I still haven't changed at all"

"It's so chilling"

"Compete with your mother"

"I want to see Susu"

"I want to see Brother Yu"

"If you don't find it, cancel it!"

The other group of people were very happy, these people were Song Wenbin's former fan party, and they said one after another: "A real man should be like this."

"I hate the teacher, I still hate the teacher, a familiar taste"

"A man who has lived in the world for a long time, how can he indulge in the love of his children"

"Do you understand what is the gold content of the last eunuch in the 21st century!"

"Solo motorcycle travel, so cool"

"My role model"

"I hate it!"

Fans who hated the teacher won a big victory, and this fact undoubtedly aroused great dissatisfaction among travel fans.

"Where is your model horse?"

"Where did you hate slaves?"

"Slave 6"

"No Extraordinary Journey, your master is still locked up in the little black room"

"Where are the purified fans?"

"Can the housing manager do something to seal the slave?"

"disgusting"

Similarly, the victorious former fan party was not polite, and immediately attacked and mocked the travel party mercilessly.

"I'm not bored, can you shoot your broken show?"

"What are you pretending to be?"

"Look at your mother Yuge Susu, this is the live broadcast room of the teacher who hates you, understand?"

"Can the traveling dog die?"

"China really has a lot of dog licks"

"Why did Su Fan and Huo Fan come to Yan's live broadcast room?"

"Can you let your master open a live broadcast room?"

"happy"

The two groups of people started the literary battle again, completely forgetting the wonderful live broadcast effect just now. Both groups hoped to have a house manager to do the work and put the other party to death.

But Song Wenbin would not give housing management lightly, these are all heat.

In a few days, maybe he can renew the barrage contract with station D to maximize the value.

Pretending not to see the barrage, he said to the film crew: "Let's go to Mumbai."

But he didn't care about Su Tina and Huo Yu, but the director was communicating with the photographers of Su Tina and Huo Yu's group, asking about the progress of the shooting on the other side.

After an inquiry, Pauli put down his phone and said, "Huo Yu and Sutina have gone to the border between Odisha and Chhattisgarh."

Song Wenbin was surprised. He had looked at the map in the past two days. Although it was 2000 kilometers to go to Mumbai, it only needed to pass three states.The first is out of West Bengal, then to Odisha, then to Chhattisgarh, and finally through Maharashtra to reach Mumbai, the capital of Maharashtra.

Now it seems that too much time has been delayed on the road, he is still in Odisha, but Huo Yu and Su Tina should have arrived in Chhattisgarh by now.

But it's not that much faster, he is also in Odisha now, if he hurry up, maybe he can catch up with them.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

He twisted the accelerator and said impatiently.

"But sad news."

But Baoli said solemnly: "Sutina and Huo Yu were taken away by the Indian police in Chhattisgarh, and they may be locked up now."

Song Wenbin was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help being amused by the director's words.

"Hahahahaha~ is it true or not?"

The director looked at him silently.

"It's actually true!" Song Wenbin said in shock: "It's really a feng shui turn. I was taken away on the front foot, and they were also taken away on the back foot. What's wrong, did they also collide with the cow?"

"It's more serious than that." Pauli said: "As far as I know, it was because Huo Yu beat too many people, which triggered a riot between Odisha and Chhattisgarh."

Song Wenbin gasped.

Good guy.

What did that guy Huo Yu do to cause riots in the two states? ?

Pauli's voice was also transmitted to the live broadcast room, and the audience in the live broadcast room swiped the barrage like crazy.

"Brother Yu!"

"Mars!"

"Doll Gundam!"

"The strongest creature on the surface!"

The dense barrage flooded the other barrages in an instant. Obviously, the composition of the live broadcast room was complicated. There were not only hate slaves, but also a huge number of rain slaves.

"What to do, Song Wenbin, do you want to think of a way?"

the director asked.

Song Wenbin bit his mouth for a moment, his thoughts turned.

But soon, he made a decision.

"No, I don't care about them." Song Wenbin said lightly: "I was taken away and these two guys didn't come to rescue me. Why should I go back to save them? I only need Liu Yong."

Bao Li looked at Song Wenbin in astonishment.

Song Wenbin tilted his head to look at him, narrowed his eyes and said, "Why, Bao Li, have you thought about something other than shooting? This is not like you, why are you no longer objective?"

Paulie pursed his lips, nodded with some difficulty, and said, "Okay, you have the final say on how to travel, I just let you know, that's all."

With a cold face, Song Wenbin ignored the dense barrage on the phone screen, turned on the navigation, and set the destination to Mumbai.Afterwards, the motorcycle started, leading the convoy and galloping away all the way.

The gust of South Asian wind howled on Song Wenbin's face, and amidst the roar of the motorcycle, Song Wenbin's mind couldn't help but drifted to an unknown place.

It was just taken away by the police, not by others. As long as it wasn't a big mistake, what can those police do with Huo Yu and Su Tina? If not, call the embassy.

The barrage is still noisy.

"Song Wenbin, you are fucking committing a crime!"

"Fuck Song Wenbin"

"It really refreshed my understanding"

There were actually female fans of Susu and Brother Yu in the live broadcast room. They were extremely dissatisfied with Song Wenbin's behavior of abandoning his colleagues, and they kept typing and fighting.

"Are you going to ruin this show!? Watching a live broadcast, I was trembling with anger, and my hands and feet were cold on a hot day. I really can't believe it. It's the 21st century, and there are such irresponsible men..."

Of course, not everyone is scolding, and some people are begging.

"I hate the teacher, turn around."

"Teacher, don't do this, I'm about to cry."

"I'm tired, I'm really in a hurry, please do something."

"India is really dangerous!!"

Of course, no matter what they said, Song Wenbin didn't read it.

At this time, the captain boarded the ship.

Song Wenbin's cell phone vibrated, and he glanced at it. As he was moving, he said calmly, "Thank you to the captain who wants to see you and send it back. Thank you boss. I won't look back, and they are not in Calcutta."

Another admiral boarded the ship.

Song Wenbin glanced at it, slowed down the car and thanked him: "Thank you for the admiral who abandoned Song Gou at the beginning, thank you Song Gou. By the way, brothers, don't you need money for changing the name card?"

Although the barrage tried hard to get Song Wenbin to find the two women, Song Wenbin was indifferent and continued to ride his own.

The original fan party was aroused by the barrage full of screens, which aroused rebellious psychology.

They all stood up and tried to protect Song Wenbin.

"Your Huo Yu fights and squats, why bother to rescue him?"

"Won't the fuck she save herself?"

"Don't you just get out on your own?"

"Don't pay attention to these dog-licking turtle men."

"Do people have their own thoughts?"

"Don't fucking get tired of doing things, okay?"

"Le, there are still a lot of mother fans"

Of course, some people initiated long articles in an attempt to rationally analyze them.

"First of all, Huo Yu was taken away by the police by herself, and has nothing to do with dislike. Secondly, these three have their own independent personalities, and each of them is very powerful. They have successfully traveled to many countries. I advise you The stinky fish and rotten shrimp that have never been seen in this group of provinces is enough to take care of yourself, don’t eat carrots and worry about it.”

The answer to the long text was a dense barrage of four characters.

"fuck you"

Clearly, the Internet is not a place where more words make sense.

Because Song Wenbin was riding a bicycle, he couldn't see the barrage of quarrels, but when passing by the streets of those towns, he could see some Indians who were answering questions everywhere. Those respondents squatted on the ground, watching the convoy passing by, expressionless .

For some reason, Song Wenbin felt a little uneasy in his heart when he saw those people pleading calmly and without fear on the street.

Obviously this place is not a normal country, this is a crazy and extremely free country, any unthinkable events are reasonable here.

Although Huo Yu is very strong, does he have enough means and wisdom to deal with these incredible events?

Moreover, she brought Su Tina with her.

Sutina.
Thinking of Su Tina, Song Wenbin felt even more uneasy.

hateful!

These two idiots.

Can't you just call for help?
Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go to them like this!
No, no, no, Liu Yong is still waiting for him, he has already spoken, how can he turn back.

.......
A few hours later, the navigation brought Song Wenbin to a large bridge at the junction of Chhattisgarh and Odisha. When driving across the bridge, Song Wenbin and the camera crew captured a shocking scene.

Good guy, this area is like the Middle East after being ravaged by war. It has been beaten into a mess. There are traces of flames on the trees on both sides of the road, and the trunks of some trees are charred.There was even the smell of gunpowder from the explosion on the ground, as well as the dark potholes caused by the explosion.

The mud houses on both sides of the road have been dry and collapsed. There are broken glass and broken wooden sticks everywhere on the road. There are even many cars lying on the side of the road in a mess, overturned and burnt. Some cars have their glass smashed It was a mess.

Song Wenbin was riding on the motorcycle and looking at the area in a daze. Good guy, there are still some wounded lying on the ground on both sides of the road. Someone is helping the wounded who are wrapped in bandages, and they are limping towards the unknown place.

"What happened here?" Song Wenbin slowed down the car and asked the director of the filming location of the Hilux pickup.

But perhaps it was Song Wenbin's words that made the director remember his responsibilities again, and he began to keep silent, without saying a word.

hateful
Seeing Bao Li like this, Song Wenbin could only be secretly depressed.

After crossing the bridge, Song Wenbin entered the boundary of Chhattisgarh. Chhattisgarh itself is not wide and very narrow. After another afternoon of riding, Song Wenbin passed through Chhattisgarh. At the border of Maharashtra, he only needs to cross Maharashtra to reach Mumbai, the end of the journey.

However, it was getting late at this time, and Song Wenbin felt very hungry. He hadn't eaten much all day, and he really couldn't bear it.So I rode a motorcycle in this small town on the border, looking for past vendors that I could see, trying to find something to eat.

After searching for a while, he saw a flying pancake seller on the street. He was scalding the thin batter on the bottom of a hot pan. Although the environment of the store was still bad, the red-hot iron pan should be able to kill it. Less bacteria, so I went to line up and bought two flying cakes, paired with a little mutton dipping sauce, and ate them standing on the side of the road.

I don't know whether it's because of hunger or the taste of the flying pancakes. After eating a few pieces, Song Wenbin felt that it wasn't enough, so he went to buy another one.

When queuing up to eat, the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached [-]+. If you want to come to China, it is time for a meal. Many people came to watch him taste Indian food for dinner, and because he has been live broadcast for a long time this time, many People who hadn't seen enough of him came here one after another this time.

Of course, there are more people and more rhythms.

There are all kinds of inexplicable elements in the barrage, of course, the main ones are the original fans and travel fans. The two have been arguing all afternoon and there is no winner, and they are still arguing non-stop.

Song Wenbin was queuing up and watching the barrage when suddenly, someone pushed his shoulder.

He turned his head and looked, it turned out to be Wei Ning, Wei Ning pointed in one direction, and nuzzled at Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin took a look, and frowned immediately, because not far from the store door, there were some foolish guys in jeans who were blocking a young girl in a corner, with their hands up and down, mouth Also made a laughing sound.

Song Wenbin felt a bit old-fashioned in this situation. He still remembered that when he was in junior high school, those gangster boys in the class would do this to those dull and quiet girls from time to time on the way home from school.

However, that was all ten years ago.

After entering high school, such incidents were much less, but it seemed that those gangsters were not the age of junior high school students, but looked about his age.I don't know if it's because the development of consciousness is not perfect, and I still do this old school thing at such an age.

Song Wenbin didn't want to care about this kind of thing, he was a foreigner, and these Indian guys molested their women in the street, and he, a Chinese, had a lot of connections with him.

He bought a flying cake, stood on the street, and ate it on his own.

But while he was eating, he felt a little nauseous, because the molested girl on the street corner started to cry, and the other people who bought flying pancakes just glanced at them, and then turned their heads away, as if they were fucking surprised Weird look.

This made Song Wenbin feel a little uncomfortable.

He pursed his lips tightly, packed the flying cakes, and walked towards his motorcycle, trying to leave this place quickly, out of sight and out of mind.

However, as soon as she got on the motorcycle, the girl on the street suddenly turned her head sideways, clutched her chest and screamed. It turned out that someone had put her hand inside.

Song Wenbin felt angry for no reason.

"Brothers, there are dirty things in this hanging place."

He picked up his mobile phone and said to the barrage, after speaking, he handed the mobile phone to Wei Ning.

In the next second, he started the locomotive and rushed out.With a buzzing sound, it rushed behind those young people, and knocked one of the molesters away with a bang.

The bump was hard and fast.

The young man who was hit was caught off guard and rolled on the ground and screamed. The other young men who were molesting the girl were startled, they quickly stopped, and united to look at the person coming.

Song Wenbin was riding on the motorcycle, with one foot on the ground, staring coldly at the young people.

Seeing that someone was coming to meddle in business, the young man immediately rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.At this time, a few photographers hurriedly came behind Song Wenbin, carrying cameras and yelling at the young people.

When those young people saw someone coming, they were still the ones with the cameras. They were worried that they would offend someone they couldn't offend, and they were a little bit wary. In addition, the man on the motorcycle had really creepy eyes, so they had no choice but to help the man who was hit The unlucky guy pointed at Song Wenbin and left cursing.

After the young men left, Song Wenbin looked at the girl who was being molested. She looked like an office worker in a local town, carrying a bag and wearing modern clothes. He lowered his head and dared not look at people.

Along the way, most of the Indian women Song Wenbin met wore traditional gowns, and few wore modern clothes. Perhaps this was also the reason why she was violated.

"Wei Ning," Song Wenbin called out.

Wei Ning stood beside him in a tacit understanding.

"Do you want me to take you to the police station?" Song Wenbin asked the cowering girl, "Do you want to report the crime?"

Wei Ning helped translate into English.

The woman lowered her head and said nothing.

"If you want to report the crime, you can take my motorcycle and I will take you there."

Song Wenbin said: "Or if you don't trust me, you can also take the car of our program group. We are from a foreign TV station and will not hurt you."

The woman still lowered her head, shrank and pulled up her clothes, not daring to move.

Wei Ning did not wait for an answer after translating for a long time, and said, "Maybe he doesn't know English."

Can't speak English?
Seeing that she was really pitiful, Song Wenbin couldn't bear it, took out 1000 rupees from his pocket, handed it to the girl in front of him, and said, "If you can't, just take the money and go to the police by yourself."

Looking at the banknote in front of her, the woman raised her head, glanced at Song Wenbin, took it silently, and whispered, "Can you send me back?"

This is spoken in English.

Wei Ning helped translate after listening, and Song Wenbin realized that this person could speak English.

"Okay, I'll take you back." Song Wenbin said.

The girl grabbed Song Wenbin's shoulders and rode on the back seat of his motorcycle.Under the guidance of the girl, Song Wenbin sent her to a dilapidated building in this small town.

After getting off the car, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was grateful to Song Wenbin.

"Are you sure you don't want to report to the police?" Song Wenbin asked again, this was his instinctive thought.

The girl shook her head and said, "No need, one of my sisters encountered this kind of thing last year and reported it to the police, but she was raped by the police again."

Song Wenbin was stunned when he heard this.

"It's okay, we're used to it." Seeing his expression, the girl comforted him instead.

Song Wenbin didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "Oh...no. It's nothing, you can go back first, and be careful on the road."

The girl bowed to him with folded hands, turned around and walked up to the dilapidated building.

Song Wenbin stared blankly at her going upstairs, and suddenly shivered for no reason. He couldn't take it anymore, and said to the phone: "Brothers, I have to... I have to go back and find someone."

The barrage doesn't care about what Song Wenbin did abroad or who he saved.But when he suddenly said that he was going to turn back, he suddenly became excited like a shot of adrenaline, and the barrage went wild for a while.

"Hahahahaha"

"Hahahahaha"

"What did I say?"

"Really fragrant"

Journey fans are laughing.

The original fan party didn't even react.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Aren't you going to Mumbai?"

Journey pink complacent

"I'm tired of the teacher, I've awakened."

"It's time to find you"

"Knowing mistakes can make a big difference"

What's more, some people are jealous of Song Wenbin's popularity, and there are yin and yang in that.

"Haha, the essence of dog licking is exposed."

"The house collapsed"

"Slaves are optimistic, this is the essence of your master."

"Aren't you a eunuch? Aren't you a misogynist? Don't look for anything."

Song Wenbin has never seen such a complicated barrage in live broadcasts for so many years. Compared with them, his past live broadcasts are simply child's play.

"I don't like women, but those two are colleagues after all. Even eunuchs can't forget about morality. India is too dangerous. I have to find them." He made a difficult distinction for himself.

The former fan party, who had been proud all day, finally reacted after hearing what Song Wenbin said, and couldn't help but feel extremely angry.His distasteful behavior was the basis of their quarrel with the travel fans. Seeing that he dared to shake this foundation, the original fans became anxious.

"I hate it!"

"Turn back and cancel it!!"

The bullet screen was densely brushed up.

But Song Wenbin stopped watching the barrage after he finished speaking. He closed the live broadcast room, and the shame went down.

"cao!!"

"idiot!!"

"Stupid B!!"

"Who did you beat you!!"

While cursing, he made a phone call to Huo Yu.

(End of this chapter)