Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 883 Editor-in-Chief of Spirit Magazine
After a terrifying and surprising night, the small island of Serasan finally ushered in a sunny day the next day. The news that there was a head-down master who was practicing in seclusion near the small island spread all over the small island within a short time. Perhaps because they felt that the flogging of the corpses the night before was not enough to relieve their hatred, the islanders hung the charred corpses high up again in the morning of the next day.

Countless people threw rocks, rotten eggs, rotten vegetables, and even dog poop towards the hanging charred corpse, and cursed at the bastard loudly.

On the contrary, Yang Tianlong and the others have become heroes in the hearts of the residents on the island. Even the mayor of Serasan Township expressed that they would fully cooperate with them in eradicating the head-down master.

"Mr. Mayor, we can get rid of him. Your task is very simple, that is, from this afternoon onwards, all the residents' homes will be closed and they must not come out." Yang Tianlong told the town Long explained.

The mayor nodded, indicating that they would strictly follow their requirements and would never cause them any trouble.

Chatted with the mayor for a while, the mayor had just left for less than 2 minutes when suddenly a blond white man walked over quickly.

"Hello, sir." The man looked kind.

Yang Tianlong smiled at him, and said in English: "Hello, but my English is not so good, how is your French?"

"French?" The blond white man couldn't help laughing, nodded and said, "My English is not as good as yours, but my French is not a problem."

"Really? Then let's communicate in French." Yang Tianlong smiled.

"No problem." The blond man smiled.

To be honest, there are very few crooked nuts in the Sera San Islands. Even if there are crooked nuts, most of them are mainly of Southeast Asian race.

Therefore, Yang Tianlong and the others were a little surprised to see white people here.

"I'm the editor-in-chief of the French Spirit Magazine. My name is Tosor. I'm very interested in the wizard you mentioned just now. Are you interested in talking?" The visitor took out a business card while talking, and said respectfully. Handed it to Yang Tianlong.

Taking the business card and looking at it, it was indeed the editor-in-chief of the Ghost Magazine.

"Have you come into contact with many supernatural things in the world?" Yang Tianlong asked with a smile.

Tosor nodded, "Yes, as long as there are supernatural places in this world, there are us, such as the Shenlongjia in China, the Siberian Plateau in Russia, the Bigfoot in the Scottish Highlands, and the monsters in the Congo jungle. Cuba Cuba."

"Cuba Cuba?" Yang Tianlong couldn't help stretching his slightly frowning brows. He didn't expect that Tosor also knew about the mysterious creature Cuba Cuba.

"Yes, it is a very cruel beast in the records, but almost every witness is frightened by Cuba Cuba." Tosor said seriously.

"Do you believe what scares people so stupid?" Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"Of course I believe it." Tosor said seriously, "Because we obtained the record of Cuba's existence not in one place, but in several expeditions. From the 18th century to the 21st century, there were expeditions that said There is such a magical creature."

"I'm from Africa, and the locals have told me about such a creature." Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

Tosor couldn't help laughing, "Look, I didn't lie to you."

"How about we find a place to sit?" Tosor suggested with a smile on his face.

Yang Tianlong hesitated for a moment, then nodded involuntarily, "Okay."

Taking Tosor back to the hotel where they lived, Lion Head and Da Peng also sat together under the sun umbrella.

"I want to go with you to deal with that head descendant." Tosor said pleadingly.

"This?" Yang Tianlong frowned.

"Take me, okay?" Tosor almost turned into a begging face.

"In fact, we can't do too many things. More things still need Master Su Ren to come and help us solve them."

"Then where are you, can I stay where you are?" Tosor suggested again.

"Okay." Yang Tianlong didn't doubt that Tosor was a bad person. In fact, sometimes you can observe people just by looking at them.

"If I witness this duel, I believe my magazine will be a hit." Tosor said with great excitement, "In the Internet age, traditional media communication is difficult to make money, so we can only innovate .” The expression on Tosor’s face began to become a little helpless.

"But aren't you afraid that after seeing it too much, you will feel that science is all hypocrisy?" Lion Head said suddenly.

"It's enough for a person to stand firm. We have seen a lot of mysterious phenomena in this world, but in my opinion, they are all scientific, but they cannot be explained according to our knowledge for the time being. Just like Cuba, Cuba, there It’s a swamp. Judging from the amount of rays obtained, there should have been small meteorites falling there before, and then the Cuban Cuban creature mutated, or in other words, both crocodiles and pythons mutated, and then they were like tigers and lions. They can also mate, and gave birth to such a nondescript thing." Tosor said involuntarily.

His words seemed to last a day.

"I once took my team to the site of Chernobyl, where we had rats the size of wolf dogs, and guess what happened the next day?"

Yang Tianlong and the others shook their heads, all expressing their ignorance.

"As a result, the next day we found that the rat the size of a wolfdog was dead, and it was bitten to death, so we thought there must be more terrifying animals there. In order to protect ourselves, we decisively withdrew from the scene."

"It's so amazing." Da Peng was stunned when he heard that.

"There are many more miraculous things." Tosor said with a smile.

"You can report, but please hide the real name and location of the person." Yang Tianlong said with a serious face.

Tosor nodded quickly, "Don't worry, I will not disclose your information. By the way, buddy, where are you in Africa?"

"Congo."

"Congo cloth or Congo gold?"

"Congo gold."

"My God..." Tosor was taken aback, "No wonder you know the creature Cuba Cuba."

"Actually, I've been to that swamp before, but I really didn't find that kind of creature." Yang Tianlong said with a smile on his face.

"If there is a chance, I will go to Africa to find you. By the way, if it is convenient, can I leave a phone number?" Tosor said with a smile.

"Yes..." Yang Tianlong nodded, and then reported his phone number.

(End of this chapter)