After a fierce attack, I only ate two sandwiches I brought in the morning to satisfy my hunger.

This time, Yang Wei has experience and knows that it is difficult to encounter a regular gas station here, which are sold in grocery stores.

In the evening, the car was out of gas again. This time it was a bit odd. The parking place was a small village with more than a dozen round thatched huts. It was the one closest to the roadside, and there were some goods inside.

Yang Wei gestded for a while in the afternoon. The boss was obviously not as smart as the boss in the morning. He didn't understand until Yang Wei pulled him to the car and opened the fuel tank.

However, this guy's tools scared Yang Wei. He even had Coke bottles with oil. No matter what, it was oil, and Yang Wei didn't pick on it.

Yang Wei pointed at his stomach again and signaled that he was hungry. The boss reacted quickly this time, and called his daughter and asked her to take Yang Wei to dinner.

The meal is very simple. The staple food of Xima is the dish, and the dishes are some fish pieces. It is probably less oil and the fish pieces are very fishy. At least there are more spices in Africa, so I can barely swallow it.

I have to admit that every place has its own dietary characteristics, and Yang Wei is very envious of his attitude of eating Western Malaysia.

The corn dough that had just been boiled in the pot, no matter they were adults and children, they dared to pull off a piece from it with their hands and make it into a small ball and stuff it into their mouths.

Yang Wei tried it. He almost got scalded and never dared to try it again. The girl covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then started to help him make dough.

The girl is very beautiful, with big eyes, deep eye sockets and high nose bridge, but her lips are slightly thick, but sexy. She should have lipstick on her lips, which looks very attractive.

The girl was generous and fed him one by one. Yang Wei couldn't stand it, but he was afraid of being hot, but he got used to it.

The fish is easy to eat, basically just a bone in the middle, without any other thorns. Moreover, the fish must have been half-dried and very chewy. After getting used to it, even the fishy smell became much weaker.

The two of them were eating, and the boss came over after adding oil, holding a clay pot, wondering what was inside?

When the girl saw her father coming, she quickly stood up and took the jar and poured a bowl for Yang Wei and his father.

Yang Wei didn't know what this was? But the boss kept holding the bowl and signaling him, and he took a sip. It was sour and sweet, and a little spicy. I don't understand what this is?

The boss picked it up and drank it all, then suddenly said English: "a?"

Although Yang Wei was a poor student, he still knew simple English words, so he nodded.

The boss pointed to his daughter: "Western Horse, ewithyou!"

Yang Wei said he didn't understand and could only shake his head. The boss stopped talking and kept holding the bowl and clinking glasses with Yang Wei.

At this time, Yang Wei finally realized that the bowl was the wine they brewed by themselves, it should be fruit wine, with a mango smell.

But he didn't care. Yang Wei, like his father, had a good alcohol tolerance. It is estimated that only by drinking this degree of wine can you feel it if you drink it in the jar.

But after drinking a can of wine, who knew that his head was a little drowsy. In addition, he was really sleepy after not sleeping for a day and a night.

Xima helped him into the thatched hut. As soon as he walked out, his father waved to her and signaled her to go back to the house. Xima naturally understood what his father meant, and wanted her to marry this Chinese who was rushing to the road.

The African girl was open, and she also liked a tall man like Yang Wei, so she happily got back to the house and lay down next to Yang Wei.

The boss returned to the store and did not go back to the house to sleep until twelve o'clock. There was no electricity here. The boss held a candle into the house, then placed the candle on a table, lay down and fell asleep.

The thatched huts in Africa are very simple, just a place to sleep. A simple laying of grass on the ground is a bed.

The conditions in the West Ma family are slightly better, and there are two blankets on the grass. Now it is time to cover things in the middle of the night.

The boss snored quickly after lying down, but Xima couldn't sleep. The father asked her to marry this man meant that raw rice was cooked. You can make up for the ceremony later.

But this man slept like a pig. She had no experience in this area and didn't know how to start when facing a pig.

Yang Wei was awakened by urine. He felt in a daze that someone was holding him, so he quickly reached out to push him. As a result, his hand touched something round and full of elasticity.

Yang Wei pinched his hands with his hands curiously, and he didn't open his eyes until the opposite side made a "whimper" sound. Then he understood what he was grabbing. He felt like he let go of his hand and no longer looked at the Western Horse opposite.

At this time, the Western Horse had already been wrapped around, like a snake, soft and greasy. Yang Wei felt that a certain part was about to explode, so he quickly got up and ran out, and he was anxious to urinate!

Yang Wei searched for a long time but couldn't find a toilet. It seemed that there was no toilet in this village. Yang Wei walked out far away before he stopped on a grassland.

In some cases, men can't urinate, so Yang Wei stood in the wilderness for ten minutes before he finished what he should do.

Just as I was about to walk back, I suddenly saw two car lights galloping from a distance and rushed to the door of Xima's thatched house.

Then several figures jumped out of the car and rushed towards the village. One of the guys holding submachine guns went straight into the thatched hut of West Horse.

Yang Wei counted and found that there were about five people. Those who were all holding rifles, and only those who entered the Xima room were holding submachine guns. Yang Wei didn't know who they were? He instinctively wanted to get in the car and leave.

But soon, the screams of Western Horse and the reprimand of Western Horse father came from the room, and then the gunshots came.

Yang Wei was shocked and didn't care about so much, so he rushed into the house. At least he added fuel and hadn't paid for it after eating.

However, when he ran to the door, his steps stopped. The other party had a gun, and he was bare-handed and could not be used as a target rashly.

But he stayed for a moment. Because he heard the fighting sounds inside, he rushed in without hesitation.

I saw that Xima was pressed to the ground in the room, but she was holding a submachine gun tightly in her hand. Xima's father pulled the guy's legs and pulled back desperately.

How could Yang Wei have hesitated at this time? He went up and kicked the guy in the head. The guy was kicked like a piece of wooden stake and then stopped moving.

Yang Wei took the submachine gun from Xima's hand, then dragged the guy's legs and threw it out of the house. At this time, gunfire and cries came from other houses. Another thatched house was lit.
Chapter completed!