Family Centennial, Rising from Hong Kong Island

"This, this, this~"

Doron Hendal's face turned pale, he was dumbfounded, and was a little trembling and speechless.

The psychological impact of these tyrannical natives on him was too great.

Instead, his four bodyguards pulled out their guns and surrounded him tightly.

"Master Duo Lun, this place is very dangerous. Those natives have gone crazy. We must leave quickly." The bodyguard leader Tom said.

"Dog dog~"

Duo Lun didn't need him to remind him at all, he was already so frightened that he ran away, and he didn't even care about his favorite sweetheart.

The four bodyguards followed Sweetheart, but soon, they hadn't run far, and something happened that made them even more dumbfounded.

Just in the direction they left, on the other side where the aborigines rushed out, another group of aborigines ran out of the forest.

More people!

It turned out that they were natives from another village. I heard that people from the next village came to the beach to rob these Chinese shops.

How can this work?

You must know that their village is also eyeing those shops of the Chinese, and there is a lot of money in them!

We must not let the nearby village be robbed!

So, they followed closely, and blocked in front of Doron Hendal and the others.

A tragedy happened, and Doron Hendal was suddenly surrounded by the natives.

Although Tom's bodyguards surrounded him tightly, the natives were so close to him that he could already smell the stench of the natives.

"Ah~"

Sweetheart screamed in horror, and Doron Hendal was trembling a little, completely without the previous arrogant look.

Can he get the Indian government to send troops to protect him with just one phone call?

But now he didn't even have a chance to pick up the phone.

"Quick, get out of here~" Doron Hendal yelled in horror.

But the natives have noticed them. Although they are in awe of ghosts in their hearts, the gap in numbers between the two sides has given them confidence.

What's more, these aborigines have stayed in the forest for a long time, and they listen to their chiefs on weekdays, and sometimes they don't even listen to the government's orders. Who cares about a few ghosts at this time?

Especially Doron Hendal has a sweet sister beside him!

Wearing a three-point swimsuit, revealing a large area of ​​skin, showing a perfect tall figure, delicate face, and terrified affection, she is completely seducing these aborigines to embark on the road of crime.

The eyes of an aborigine looking at Sweetheart have begun to light up.

"Catch these people and bring this woman back~"

"Cut off the heads of these men and make wine glasses."

As a few bewitching voices sounded from behind the aboriginal crowd, most aboriginals also thought of something and couldn't hold back their excitement.

And it seems that these ghosts are very rich, and they will definitely grab a lot of money if they are caught.

"Catch them~"

These natives surrounded Doron Hendal and the others, and Doron Hendal was almost peeing in fear at this moment, his head was blank, and his legs were trembling.

At this time, he was no longer the young master of the Hendal family, but a little man bullied by the natives.

"Help, help~"

"Block them~"

Doron Hendal completely lost his size, clasped his head in his hands and yelled in horror, snuggling up with Sweetheart.

Unexpectedly, such a thing happened just after going out to play on the beach for a morning.

Doron Hendal swore that as long as he was let out of here, he would immediately leave this damned place of ink pad, and would never come back for the rest of his life. Six.

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More than a hundred natives surrounded Doron Hendal and the others. At this moment, he was like a chick in the cold wind, shivering.

Behind the indigenous crowd, the two 'indigenous' looked at each other with a sneer in their eyes.

"These natives are as stupid as pigs."

That's right, these two people are not real natives, but two huskies mixed with wolves.

The descendants of the Chinese who are truly Bajing have just lived in Nanyang for a long time and often communicate with the aborigines, so after a little grooming, they look no different from the aborigines.

At this time, they were wearing the same clothes and speaking the same language as the natives, but their identities were the intelligence officers of the Lone Wolf Shield.

He is also one of the main implementers of this operation.

Two days ago, Doron Hendal became the target of the Lone Wolf Shield, and he roughly figured out the law of his activities.

Then today, in the conflict between the aborigines and the Chinese, Doron Hendal was accidentally involved, and under the deliberate guidance of two 'huskies', Doron Hendal became an aboriginal their new goals.

This white-skinned boy who looks slender and tender seems to be very rich, and he should be able to extort a lot of money by arresting him.

There is also that white girl, she is so beautiful, she wears so little, which makes the eyes of many aborigines shine.

The natives made a move and swarmed up, quickly making Doron Hendal and the others sink in the crowd.

"Ah~ you yellow-skinned monkeys want to court death? Do you know who I am? I want my father to kill you all."

"Don't touch me, get the hell out of here."

"I have money, let me go, I can give you a lot of money."

"Help me~"

Doron Hendal yelled in horror, but the natives couldn't understand his words at all. At the critical moment, guns were more effective against these natives.

"Crash~"

Only a gunshot was heard, and the chaotic beach suddenly fell into dead silence, and all the natives backed away in horror.

I saw the head of the bodyguard Tom holding a pistol, the muzzle pointing at the sky.

The gunshots obviously calmed down the natives, and the faces of the natives suddenly showed fear.

Seeing that the scene was under control, Doron Hendal heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Master Duolun, let's get out of here quickly." Tom said in a heavy voice.

He knew that although these aborigines were silenced by his own gunshots, it was only temporary. They only had four bodyguards, while the other side had hundreds of aboriginals.

And because they came to the beach to play, they didn't bring too many bullets.

"Shit~"

Tom cursed fiercely in his heart. If he had known the crazy words of these natives, he would have taken Doron Hendal away from Nanyang forcibly.

"Damn it, after I go back, I must call my father, and I must let the Indian government send troops to arrest all these rioters."

Doron Handal roared angrily, looking dirty, with sand all over his body.

But just when he grabbed Tom's hand and stood up from the ground to leave.

Suddenly, a burst of wind was heard.

"Su swish swish~"

The next moment, Tom in front of him let out a scream.

"Ah~"

A moment ago, Tom, who was holding a pistol like a tough guy and protecting him, now his face was completely distorted, and he let out a painful roar.

"Ah shit~"

Then I saw a large amount of blood flowing out of his body, and on his back, a spear more than one meter long had been inserted into his shoulder blade.

Because he was on vacation at the beach, he didn't wear any clothes. The spear was inserted very deep, almost ten centimeters into his flesh.

Tom, a strong man with a height of [-] meters, suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.

Standing behind him was Husky No. [-], and he was also the one who threw the spear.

Although the natives of Yinni are powerful in combat, they are still very good at hunting. Throwing spears and setting traps are their main means of hunting in the deep forest.

Husky No. [-], who has been in contact with the natives for a long time, naturally also mastered this ability, completely throwing the spear as a javelin.

Right in the back!

Moreover, when these aborigines are hunting, they also like to smear a kind of poisonous tree sap on their weapons

Just after Tom was laid down, Husky No. [-] immediately shouted: "These people are not our opponents, we have a lot of people, shoot them to death with spears."

All of a sudden, the natives were not calm anymore. Seeing how weak these white men were, they fell down with a single spear.

It's so easy!

So others followed suit and threw the spears and knives in their hands directly.

Now they seem to have forgotten what their original intention of coming here is, as if it is more like a hunt.

Facing a group of indigenous people who had regained their courage, Doron Hendal was completely at a disadvantage with only five of them.

Several people were hit one after another, wounded by spears and knives, or directly seriously injured.

"Help me~"

Facing the spears flying all over the sky, Doron Hendal looked terrified and ran away.

At this moment, the thin and small body exploded with great speed, running faster than anyone else, and even the sweetheart and the bodyguards could not be bothered.

At this moment, all he could think about was himself.

He didn't want to fall into the hands of those bloody wildlings.

Maybe it was the explosion of the limit of the body, maybe it was the favor of the goddess of luck. After a period of time, Duolun Hendal finally felt that he was safe at 1.8, and there were no natives catching up behind him.

And looking behind him, there were only two bodyguards, and they were all wearing them, looking bloody and embarrassed.

Tom, the other bodyguard, and his sweetheart are all gone.