Afraid that the other party would give him peanuts to eat if he didn't agree with him, He Xiaoman said this sentence again in English with local characteristics. Don't talk about the people in front of him who obviously don't have much contact with English. They are probably beautiful.

It was not very likely that people on the other side of the country could understand her English. I could vaguely see all my English teachers on the way here with knives in hand.

The scene in front of me is simply too exciting.

He Xiaoman would never have imagined that one day the plot in a movie or TV series would happen to her. She would have two guns pointed at her head, and then she would be unable to defend herself.

What's inside, I need a translator.

The black muzzle of the gun seemed to be constantly exuding invisible murderous aura, which stung He Xiaoman's eyebrows.

Although the opponent's marksmanship may not be so accurate, she still felt that her eyebrows were being aimed at by two guns at the same time. He Xiaoman finally realized what murderous intent was.

At that moment, this tough woman who always regarded herself as a masculine woman felt that her legs were trembling, so weak that she couldn't use her strength. She even had the urge to kneel down and shout "Hero, spare my life".

He Xiaoman used to think that she was a proud person who would not sacrifice her integrity for life or death, but now she found that she had really misunderstood herself. She was actually greedy for life and afraid of death.

In a strange environment and with strange people, there was no way to communicate at all. They spoke the same language as chickens and ducks. He Xiaoman didn't know how to let these people know that she didn't mean to offend and didn't want to disturb her. She was actually just here to deliver a child.

Fortunately, just when He Xiaoman thought she might be scared to death, the bearded man among the two men with guns across the street asked her: "Chinese?"

He Xiaoman was cursing the unreliable Ghost King in her heart for cheating people. When she heard these three words, it was like the sound of nature. She nodded desperately and silently prayed that the other person was not hostile to China.

"Haha, not bad."

The man seemed really happy. He waved to He Xiaoman and said, "Come here."

He Xiaoman hesitated for a moment, but the man who had been silent and as thin as a bamboo pole moved his hands and made a soft "click" sound, which seemed to be the sound of pulling the bolt of a gun. He Xiaoman was so frightened that He Xiaoman raised his hands in the air without saying a word.

Came over.

The bearded man muttered something to the two women in their thirties. The woman responded with a smile, then waved her hand to indicate that he could leave. The other women were also sitting in groups by the river as if nothing had happened.

The two started washing vegetables and clothes together.

He Xiaoman just walked on the country road hidden among the thorns under the guns of the two men.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the village where the smoke was floating, he could clearly hear the shouts of children playing and the sounds of various poultry and livestock mixed together. He Xiaoman could even smell the smell of burning firewood and the smell of rice.

The fragrance was fresh, but with two bodyguards armed with live ammunition beside them, the tranquil and simple pastoral scenery that had been imagined before seemed to have changed.

When they were about to reach the village, the thin black man held a gun in one hand and tugged on his belt obscenely with the other. He said something to the bearded man who could speak Chinese, and the beard scolded him loudly with a heavy face.

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Despite the language barrier, He Xiaoman still understood what the thin black man meant, because under the hand holding the belt, you could clearly see that his pants had set up a tent.

Blood instantly rushed to He Xiaoman's face. She tried hard to maintain a confused expression on her face, but waves of anger continued to temper her nerves. He Xiaoman's eyes had casually glanced at her big shoulder bag more than four times.

It was heavy, because the bag not only contained anti-wolf spray, but also her large kitchen knife.

If this bastard really dared to do anything to her, He Xiaoman wouldn't mind treating him with his family's bancai. Even if he couldn't be killed, he would at least work hard to transform him into an Oriental brother.

So she always behaved shrinking and submissive, like an obedient quail, because facing two men holding hot weapons, He Xiaoman really had no confidence at all.

The bearded man scolded the thin black man a few times, but the man did not flinch and responded tit-for-tat. Finally, the bearded man pulled out the dagger from his waist and said something loudly. The thin black man's lips moved and he did not argue with him anymore, but just used a kind of

He glanced at He Xiaoman like an animal, then he licked his dry and slightly turned-out thick lips with his tongue, and finally used that tongue to make an extremely obscene gesture towards He Xiaoman, and then laughed and threw it away

He lowered his beard and walked straight into the village.

After staring at the dark and thin man with a dark look for a moment, the bearded man grabbed He Xiaoman's arm and roughly pulled her into a bamboo building near the entrance of the village.

I got my wish and entered the only village near the river, but He Xiaoman really didn't expect that in a seemingly peaceful and quiet village with birds singing and flowers fragrant, two random people would come out with knives and guns.

The inside of the bamboo house felt a bit like a security room. A TV was playing an indoor sitcom about two people fighting. There were two men in the room. One was lying on his back on a wooden bed, with his legs crossed and he was watching one and the other while using his feet.

Shaking the flip-flops on her feet.

The other one was chewing betel nut in his mouth, looking drowsy.

The bearded man carried He Xiaoman into the bamboo house like a chicken. The man who was lying on the bamboo bed watching the drama suddenly had his eyes gleaming, and he grabbed He Xiaoman with a big paw.

He Xiaoman shivered and hid behind the beard.

The man who watched the drama laughed loudly, and said something to the bearded man with a lewd expression. The bearded man looked very bad, and still yelled at the other party. It seemed that this person's status was not as good as that of the thin black bamboo pole who left before, because

He rubbed something that was about to become uncontrollable with his hands twice, and then lay down on the wooden bed again in frustration.

I don't know if it was because He Xiaoman's arrival disturbed this drama-watching mood. He kept groping with one hand on the dark bedsheets whose patterns were no longer clearly visible. He touched the remote control and turned off the TV directly.

The bearded man brought a bamboo chair to He Xiaoman and continued to ask her in blunt Chinese: "What are you doing here?"

Hearing Beard's words, the man chewing betel nut suddenly stood up and asked Beard a question, and Beard nodded.

Then the two of them stared at He Xiaoman closely, waiting for her answer.

"I...I came here to play with my colleagues. Then I fell asleep in the car. When I woke up, I was by the river. I didn't know what happened."

This was what He Xiaoman had thought up before, but the two people's eyes were glaring, and they obviously didn't believe it.
Chapter completed!