Wilderness Live

Chapter 885 We surrender. 【Second update】

This is a little oriental girl who looks like an angel.

She is quite tall, with a pair of long and slender thighs, wrapped under tight trousers that are easy to move, and her lines are clearly visible.

The pair of jade rabbits on the chest are different from the big-breasted girls in Africa, and they are more upright than any African women Malate has seen. You can even vaguely find that they are full of flexibility when accompanying the girl's activities.

But what doesn't match her top figure is that this oriental girl has a young face so tender that all women would be jealous.

At least in the eyes of Africans, she looks like a teenager at most.

However, because of the inaccurate judgment on the age of Orientals, Malati could not determine how old she was.

of course……

Age and beauty are not the point.

The point is that the behavior of this oriental girl is too unbelievable.

How to be so good, put the car across the middle of the road.

Is it a tourist?Are there any adults in the car?
Malati's suspicions grew.

Especially the oriental woman, after turning his head to look at them, especially Farak who was sitting in the passenger seat next to Malati for a while, the bad feeling in his heart gradually expanded.

"Damn it, what's going on? The car broke down, push me to the side of the road, this oriental woman is really in the way."

Farak probably didn't know how to appreciate beauties, so he cursed and wanted to open the door and go out to drink and curse.

"Wait, this woman is weird, don't get out of the car."

Malati stopped Farak who was pushing the car door, making him freeze for an instant.

"What's the matter, is she weird? Could it be that she was a robber? No, how can an oriental woman escape to our African robbery..."

Farak still didn't understand the situation, but out of his trust in Malati, his expression instantly turned ugly.

Bang.

The car door was closed again, and Farak's face was full of tension.

Malati, on the other hand, ignored the oriental girl who was 20 meters away and turned to look at them with a smile.

"No matter what it is, don't make any troubles. The road here can go down, let's bypass her."

He stopped the car, and then drove in a diagonal direction, preparing to go down to the dry ground below the asphalt road.

In fact, the surrounding land is completely semi-arid, so they can naturally leave from all sides of the road, but the car is prone to flat tires, and it is impossible to go as smoothly as the orthodox road.

But this oriental woman blocking the way is too weird, and Malati is not going to provoke her.

"Hey...don't get off the road."

And when Mala picked up their vehicle and was about to drive down the side of the road, the oriental girl leaning on the front of the off-road vehicle gave a sweet cry.

Her voice is like the melodious cry of a lark, sweet with a bit of pleasant charm.

If it were on an ordinary street, Malati, who had never been very popular with women, would definitely be dizzy and happy when he was spoken to by a beauty of this level.

But in this situation, his expression became even more tense.

Not only did the driving speed not slow down, but he stepped on the accelerator, ready to speed up.

puff!
What is shocking is that the car seems to have run over a nail that has long been placed on the side of the road.

The moment the front wheel just drove off the side of the road, there was a loud noise, and the tire blew out immediately, causing an air leak.

"What's the matter, a flat tire? Could it be, could it be her fault!"

Farak only realized it later, and wanted to inquire about the situation with an ugly face.

"Don't be noisy."

Cold sweat almost rolled down Farak's face.

Because he suddenly discovered that the girl who was so lazily leaning on the front of the off-road vehicle brought him a sense of threat, which was not inferior to the 'Mudov' he saw with his own eyes on the battlefield last time.

The sweeter the smile, the more the stone in his heart sank.

Boom!

Malati ignored it, continued to step on the accelerator, and drove to the dry land with no road ahead in the leaking vehicle.

Because one front wheel was out of air, the whole car shook greatly.

Click.

Click.

"That's why I said, don't get off the road."

The girl shrugged regretfully.

Bang.

The incident that completely sank Malati's heart happened.

The rear wheels of the vehicle they were riding on were also deflated after another explosion, and began to vibrate.

He didn't give up and wanted to drive forward, but another tire exploded, which made Malati's solemn mood hard to describe.

The whole car stopped moving.

And he was very sure that this was definitely not a pre-arranged nail or something.

Even if this kind of car can be driven, it will definitely not be able to escape the G-class off-road vehicle driven by that girl. Even on muddy roads, the possibility of accidents is very high.

Sighing helplessly, Malati stepped on the brake.

Farak, who was in the passenger seat, also understood something at this time, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Get out of the car and bring your gun. There seems to be only one person on the other side. Maybe we still have a fight."

Although I really want to say that if people dare to block the road here and wait for work, they must be confident.

But at this juncture, Malati would not say such discouraging words.

What's more, nothing in the world is absolute. Marathi dared to say that even if he met Mudov, as long as he was lucky enough, he might kill him with a single shot.

No matter how powerful a man is, he can't go as fast as a bullet.

Bullets have no eyes.

Click.

Farak also put the pistol on his body and opened the safety.

Then the two looked at each other.

"Brother, I absolutely believe in you, no worse than Mudoff, even if that Mist Woman, I don't believe she can beat you."

Farak said this to Malati with eyes full of trust.

Then, he bowed first and ran out of the car.

And the first time he looked good, he bypassed the blind spot where the girl looked from the side and hid behind the car body.

As everyone knows, the words of the 'Mist Woman' he said were like a bolt from the blue, and Malati who was sitting in the car was so startled that he almost jumped up.

Mist? !

That's right, it seems that the Misty Woman attacked their warehouse, and she should have obtained the information that they were transporting materials.

Then could it be that she got the information and came to chase the two of them...

Otherwise, ordinary women, even if they are a bit capable, would dare to block the way openly and aboveboard.

Malati felt as if he was being bitten by lightning, and he was almost sure of his guess in his heart.

"This……"

He forced himself to turn his head, the oriental girl in the middle of the horse, leaning on the front of the car, seemed not to care what they were doing, and still greeted them with a smile, curiously watching their behavior.

Then, Malati's heart constricted again.

Because he could see clearly that on the front of the off-road vehicle that was intercepted, there was another silly little white bear, with its hind legs entwined, its front paws upright, and a pair of black eyes, looking at them.

"White Bear! This is exactly the same as the legend."

sky……

I really met the legendary Misty Woman.

This is a woman that even Mudoff can kill.

Moreover, it was done while dozens of people besieged her.

If someone hadn't released the surgical monster in the warehouse in the end, maybe everyone in the warehouse would be completely wiped out by her.

Dozens of guns could not be knocked down, and Mudov couldn't even shoot accurately.

Can you deal with such a person?

Just kidding!

Seeing the girl looking at him calmly, Malati's palms were sweating instantly.

Looking at the girl's hand again, it seemed that there was a cold metal glow shining.

At that time, several sharp giant steel nails were probably bought from a building materials store, each of which was fifteen or six centimeters long.

Could it be that the oriental girl threw out these steel nails when the tire exploded just now? !

Drenched in cold sweat, Malati sat in the driver's seat, as if he had been immobilized.

I dare not move at all.

The more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

"Marathi, what's wrong with you, get out of the car quickly."

Farak was hiding in front of the hood, and Malatina turned his head to look back, with a look like he had eaten a shit, and he had a complete panoramic view.

He was very anxious.

How could this mercenary brother whom I depended on the most, who has never let me down, who is extremely skilled and capable, lose the chain at such a critical moment?
"Uh."

Malati was yelled at by Farak, and his expression was shocked again, as if he had recovered from his distraction.

Click.

As expected, Malati reached out and opened the car door.

"Good job, brother, shoot her head off as soon as you get off the car. If you dare to stop our car, the woman will be killed, just like in South Sudan."

When Farak saw that his brother, whom he had always regarded as brave and unparalleled, finally walked down from the car with a rifle in hand, he was happy.

Farak seemed to see that this brother was about to start the "pretentious" scene. Even if there were ten people behind the woman, he would lead himself to victory, and then complete the task of handing over the information smoothly.

Every time the brothers did not let themselves down, did they?

Farak is desperate.

But in the next moment, Farak, who was looking forward to his brother's pretending journey, was stunned.

Completely dumbfounded, jaw-dropping.

Because in his eyes, the brother who had been looking forward to him, immediately after getting off the car...

Click.

Throw the rifle in your hand directly to the ground.

Then Farak raised his hands.

"My lord, we surrender."

Malati called out to the woman on the road.

"Gah?"

Farak, who was looking forward to the shocking battle of the fraternity, had a bewildered expression on his face as if he was stuck in a bowel movement.

"Ma, Malate, you, what are you kidding?"

Standing behind Marati, he couldn't believe what was happening before him.

He didn't even fight, he didn't even say a word, this brother who escorted him all the way, was so brave, and in his eyes, he was completely the strongest brother in the world, yet he was directly persuaded...

Are you serious?

Malati could only smile wryly at Farak's words.

He didn't even dare to turn his head back, and raised his hands high to show that he didn't mean any harm.

"Falak, don't struggle. This lady, I can't fight, and I can't escape. Don't be dazed, surrender now."

"Gah?"

Farrak the cat was behind the engine, completely at a loss.

Can't beat?Did you fight just now?
Brain fight?

Why didn't I see anything, could it be that the masters have played in the way of fighting in their minds?

Farak was completely confused.

(End of this chapter)