Wilderness Live

Chapter 911 Are you looking for me [Come to Qidian to subscribe]

Because it is located on a plateau terrain at an altitude of 800 meters, when the night comes and the wind blows on the body, it can make people feel cool.

"Uh……"

After the girl entered, she stopped immediately.

Because of this simple wooden patchwork restaurant, there is a strange smell as soon as you step into it.I can't tell whether it belongs to food, it is fragrant and fishy, ​​which is very different from any restaurant in Long Xia.

In addition, the sight of the diners also made Jia Long feel a little uncomfortable.

Jia Long's rare oriental face in the local area, as well as the strange appearance of holding a little white bear, definitely has a good eye-catching ability.

So as soon as she entered the door, she attracted the attention of the dining crowd.

The five diners looked at her as if they saw some monster.

"Sit down, I'll order food, but there are not many kinds of food here. By the way, there may be beer, do you want to drink it? Every time I feel physically uncomfortable, I will drink some beer and feel dizzy. Then The feeling subsided quickly."

"Drinking beer during menstruation? Well, I'll forget it and just eat something."

Mersophie's typical African thinking does not think that menstrual periods need to be maintained or anything.

Jia Long instantly felt the cultural difference between the two.

Mursophy went to the kitchen on the side, asking about food and the like.

Although she also knew that Longxia's eating habits were very different from those of Africans, she still wanted to be a good host.

Jia Long, who was left alone, sat down at the seat arranged by Mo Sophie.

The local people's eyes were still locked on her, and they would turn to look at her from time to time even while eating food, which made Jia Long feel uncomfortable.

They grabbed the food on the plate with their hands, talking and laughing in the local dialect as if they were not affected by the dim light.

Jia Long got used to it for a while, but turned to look at these guests with great interest.

The skin color of Africans is different from that of Longxia people, it is relatively darker, it just so happens that the restaurant is dimly lit, the few people present, except for the eyeballs and when talking and chewing food, there will be white exposed, many times they actually blend into the night background.

Could it be that they bumped into each other at night and haven't seen anyone in front of them yet?
"Puha..."

Jia Long's mind-blowing thought made her laugh.

"Jia, I ordered roast beef and lamb, and they will be served later. Uh, why are you laughing, so happy."

Mo Sophie returned to the dining table, expressing his curiosity that Jia Long could laugh so happily by himself.

"It's nothing, roast beef and lamb? I heard that Kenyan barbecue is very famous, so I'm looking forward to it."

In the restaurants in Kenya, there are only a few options to choose from. Barbecue is probably the most acceptable food for Longxia people.

And it has to be mentioned that East Africa, as a region with a developed livestock breeding industry, is very cheap to barbecue various animals, and in some cases, it is even cheaper than eating ordinary ugali.

Not long after, two customers left in the store, and another came in, adding Jia Long and two, it became six people.

Africans are very enthusiastic, especially Jia Long's face, which is obviously from a foreign country, makes them very novel.

But according to Jia Long's understanding, ordinary tourists should try not to spend the night alone in small villages and towns in remote areas. Public places like this may also attract people with ulterior motives to covet them.

"Long Xia? Japan? Kimchi country?"

A frivolous young man who had just entered the restaurant walked up to Jia Long.

He was wearing a leather-colored shirt that looked trendy, and his trousers were jeans with a few holes in them and they were old.

"Long Xia." Jia Long looked up at him, trying not to be humble or overbearing.

Not too close, not too exclusive.

This is the best way to meet the locals when you are out and about.

Because being too close and repelling is not the right way to deal with it.

"Oh, Long Xia, I understand, I understand. Friend, good friend." The young man smiled with his white teeth showing.

His E language was obviously not that good, pointing to the ripped shirt he was wearing: "Long Xia."

"Long Xia." He pointed to the dirty jeans again.

"We all love Long Xia."

The young man bent down, wanting to touch Mao Mao in Jia Long's arms.

But Maomao showed a ferocious look about to bite in an instant, and he withdrew his hand resentfully.

Jia Long just raised the corners of her lips slightly, and made a formulaic smile, looking like a spectator.

The youth soon showed his true colors.

"I love dragon summer coins too, ma'am, do you have any? Kenyan shillings too, a thousand shillings."

His seemingly enthusiastic smile was full of coldness.

click...

Before he could finish speaking, a cold thing pointed at the young man's temple.

The king of pistol calibers, 'Desert Eagle', stopped his words and actions with a bang.

The gun, of course, belonged to Murthofe.

"Give you three seconds, get lost."

As soon as Mo Sophie finished speaking, the young man was already pissed off, and he left without even daring to turn his head.

"Jia, I apologize for what happened this time, not all people in Africa are like this."

Mo Sophie sighed, and took the Desert Eagle back to his waist.

"It's okay, I feel very interesting to have such an appetizer before dinner."

Jia Long shrugged.

In fact, Mo Sophie also knew that Jia Long was not afraid of such small town gangsters at all.

She only hated the young man for showing the bad side of Africa in front of Jia Long.

Not long after, with the arrival of the delicious barbecue, such a small episode that Jia Long didn't pay attention to was quickly completely forgotten by her.

Maomao was instantly attracted by the smell of barbecue.

"Wow, Rourou, Mao Maoqi."

"Give you."

Jia Long took a piece of beef shank, the most delicious part that was roasted brown, and handed it to Maomao.

The little guy climbed onto the table, stretched out his paws, and ate the barbecue on the plate very decently.

Such a well-behaved animal made the other local Africans present look shocked.

But with the scene where Murthofe took out the gun, no matter how enthusiastic they were, they wouldn't make fun of themselves.

Jia Long stretched out his hand as the Romans did, grabbed a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth to taste, his beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Barbecue is indeed a barbeque, and even the poorest chef can't make it bad.

"good to eat."

Like Mao Mao, she began to feast.

While Jia Long and Mo Sophie were eating barbecue in silence, the ruffian black young man who had stumbled just now, and Mo Sophie took out the Desert Eagle Finger's head and fled in fright, cursed and walked to a corner of the street.

"What are the people of Longxia? I even asked for a hundred Stars and Stripes National Dollars from the people of the Stars and Stripes. You must know that it is a hundred Stars and Stripes National Dollars."

He scolded bitterly, as if Jia Long didn't give him money, which was an outrageous thing.

Suddenly, in front of his eyes, a spark lit up.

"Who……"

This is an unlit street corner, and sparks suddenly lit up, but it was very scary.

With the help of Mars, the black youth discovered that there was nothing scary about Mars at all.

It was a black man sitting outside a wooden house on the street, smoking a cigarette.

"Brother, people will scare people to death. What are you doing here?"

The young man continued to curse.

What Jia Long thought just now, is it true that black people are also startled because they are too dark to see others clearly at night, and it really happened here.

But this startling scene did not end with a happy smile.

puff.

Suddenly, the black young man's expression froze.

He looked at his chest with a bloody hole, and staggered back two steps.

Seeing something unbelievable, the black youth fell to the ground.

And the man who was smoking took another deep breath, and a bright light emerged, illuminating a small space.

At the same time, he put the pistol with the silencer in his right hand back into his waist familiarly.

There was no panic after the murder at all. The man sat against the wooden wall and took another minute to slowly finish smoking.

After lightly flicking off the cigarette butt with his fingers, the man stood up.

When he stood up, he was more than 1.9 meters high.

Moreover, it is huge in size and has knotted muscles. Overall, it looks like a black iron tower.

The black man looked at the restaurant at the end of the street, which was more than 30 meters away.

It was dimly lit inside.

He took out another stick of chewing gum from his trouser pocket, peeled off the sugar coating, flicked the tinfoil, threw the chewing gum into his mouth, and chewed lightly.

The tinfoil slowly fell and landed on the black young man who was lying in a pool of blood and had long been silent.

The tall black man treated this young man's corpse like nothing at all.

He chewed two bites of gum, finally took a step, and walked towards the gate of the restaurant.

He pulled out the pistol that was inserted into his waist just now.

And not only that, he also reached out with his other hand on the other side of his waist, and at the same time, he took out another pistol of the same style from the holster with skillful movements.

Da da da……

In the darkness, the man's footsteps were very gentle, not messy at all.

Walking to the door of the restaurant, the strong man looked inside, but he paused slightly.

Because there was no one he wanted to see in this restaurant that was clearly visible from the door.

"..."

The man's face was gloomy, and he turned to look at the restaurant's kitchen.

Because it is a simple restaurant, even the kitchen can be clearly seen from the gate.

On the other side of the kitchen, there is a small door, which is directly opened at this time. The man who is the owner of the restaurant is holding a handful of banknotes with a smile in his hand, as if he has just received some great benefits.

The black man's complexion looked bad for a moment.

He looked outside the side door, raised his big foot again, and walked over there.

Da da da……

He just turned around the corner of the darkness and wanted to look inside, only to find it in an instant.

Huh!
There is a petite and exquisite figure flying close in the sky, suddenly approaching!

"Ah."

The owner of the figure held a white and tender Xiaoxiu fist, and there were gusts of wind hanging from the fist.

According to his forehead, the delicate little fist was like the Tathagata Buddha who descended from the sky, hitting him face to face.

His punches are like the wind, and his movements are like lightning.

puff!
The owner of this petite figure, swift as lightning, dropped a punch from the sky, hitting the approaching man hard.

There was a light and crisp sound at the fist.

"Hi, are you looking for me?"

"Then... goodbye."

A voice as sweet as a lark came from behind this pretty little fist, with a smile on it.

(End of this chapter)