Normally regular flight attendants only have a hand-held suitcase after getting off the plane, but Zhuang Rui doesn't have that many rules, so Tianya also carries a lady's bag on her shoulders.
The figure hiding in the darkness wanted to snatch the bag on Tianya's shoulder, but just when he grabbed Kun's bag and was about to run away, Tianya subconsciously tugged it with his hand.
However, the strength of a woman is never as strong as that of a man. Even though it was just a boy, she still dragged Tianya to the ground. The explosive power of black people is good. After the teenage black boy succeeded, he started to move forward.
Running wild outside the hotel.
"Thief, there is a thief!"
"Tianya, how are you?"
Tianya, who fell to the ground, was stunned after the first scream. She was still muttering about catching the thief. Liuli, on the other hand, saw blood seeping out of Tianya's arm and hurriedly prepared to catch the thief.
He opened his own box, took out the first aid kit and bandaged Tianya.
"Is this still a thief? He just didn't use a gun to rob him. He's more like a bandit..."
After hearing Tianya's words, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. He heard that bag snatching has become very popular in coastal areas of China in recent years, but he didn't expect that it can also be seen in Africa.
Seeing that the boy was about to disappear behind the flower garden, Zhuang Rui knew that he would not be able to catch up. These locals were very familiar with the terrain. As long as he got into the alley opposite, it would be difficult for him to catch him.
Just because Zhuang Rui couldn't do anything, it didn't mean that Peng Fei couldn't do it either. Just when the black boy was about to disappear, Peng Fei flicked his right hand, and the black boy who had already run away more than ten meters suddenly let out a cry.
Screaming, the whole person fell to the ground.
"Liu Li, help Tianya into the hotel, don't stay outside..."
Seeing Peng Fei take action, Zhuang Rui quickly stopped Liuli's actions. This damn city is worthy of being called a sin city. People can be robbed at the entrance of the hotel. If Liuli opens the suitcase here, he might attract another gang.
Robbers.
Peng Fei had already run to the black boy's side, bent down and pulled out his knife from the boy's leg, followed by another scream.
"Damn it, is this waiter stupid?"
Zhuang Rui glanced at the waiter at the door of the hotel. The black guy actually turned a blind eye to what happened just now. He was trying to help Liuli pick up the suitcase, but Liuli pushed him away.
Who knows where this man will take the box?
Zhuang Rui sighed softly. He knew that public security in South Africa was not good, but he did not expect it to be so chaotic. Even at the hotel entrance, the safety of guests could not be guaranteed.
"Brother Zhuang, what should I do with this person?"
By the time Zhuang Rui arrived at Peng Fei's place, Peng Fei had already subdued the black boy. He had stabbed the boy's thigh with the knife just now. Now he had torn off the boy's clothes and bandaged him briefly.
Stopped the bleeding.
However, the hands and feet of the black boy were also tied up by Peng Fei. The little boy kept yelling and cursing in dialect, with a rebellious look on his face.
"Forget it, let him go..."
Zhuang Rui carefully looked at the child, who was about thirteen or fourteen years old. There was still a hint of immaturity on his face. When he opened his mouth to curse, he showed a set of snow-white teeth.
However, the boy's face would show pain from time to time. It was obvious that Peng Fei's knife had caused the little guy to suffer a lot.
Seeing the boy's eyes full of hatred, Zhuang Rui sighed, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, took out a dozen US dollars with one hundred denominations, squatted down, stuffed them into the little boy's tattered clothes, and spoke in English
Said: "Don't rob anymore, and be a good person!"
"Peng Fei, let him go, let's go..."
Zhuang Rui shook his head, pulled Peng Fei, who was still a little aggrieved, and said, "What are you talking about with a child?"
Zhuang Rui felt that Peng Fei's reaction was a bit excessive. This was not his country. If someone was injured and taken away by the police, the embassy might have to come forward to solve the problem. Zhuang Rui did not want to cause such trouble.
"child?"
Peng Fei sneered and said: "Brother Zhuang, children can kill people. I have seen it with my own eyes. Forget it, let's not talk about these things..."
As if thinking of something unpleasant, Peng Fei yelled at Zhuang Rui, then lowered his head and used the knife in his hand to cut open the clothes that bound the little boy.
"Thank you, sir!"
Just after Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei walked seven or eight meters, a boy's voice suddenly came from behind, with a slight whimper. Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment, waved his hand, and said: "Let's go, don't do this again.
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The black boy stood up, bowed deeply to Zhuang Rui, and then limped into the darkness.
"How is it? As long as you are a human being, you still know what is good and what is good..." Zhuang Rui patted Peng Fei on the shoulder and walked into the magnificently decorated hotel lobby.
"Brother Zhuang, in a place like Africa, never do such a thing in the future, otherwise you will be remembered. Children in Africa are sometimes more terrifying than adults..."
Peng Fei shook his head and followed, seeing Zhuang Rui's disapproving look, he continued: "I once went on a mission with my comrade. The comrade was trying to save a child who was injured by a landmine, and was shot in the head by the child.
Do you know, that is just a nine-year-old child..."
Seeing that Zhuang Rui still didn't believe it, Peng Fei told him a past experience of his.
Five years ago, Peng Fei and a squad of comrades came to Africa to perform a special mission. At that time, they went deep into the war-torn Congo.
The mission went very smoothly, but when they were preparing to leave after completing the mission, they encountered a child whose leg was broken by a landmine in the jungle. At that time, Peng Fei's comrades could not bear the child's death, so they stepped forward to help bandage him.
.
Who would have thought that when comrade Peng Fei lowered his head to bandage him, the black boy actually took out a pistol from behind, put it on comrade Peng Fei's head and shot him.
And Peng Fei and others were unable to avenge their comrades, because the boy fired a grenade after shooting. His decisive look showed that he did not take his own life seriously at all.
Peng Fei can still remember the madness and indifference in the boy's eyes. They were like the eyes of a dead person, with no life in them, like a walking corpse.
Zhuang Rui fell silent after hearing this. There are some things that you can never understand the feelings of the person involved without personal experience. In his eyes, they are just children, but as Peng Fei said, if they are on the battlefield, children can also become
Killer.
After listening to Peng Fei's story, Zhuang Rui suddenly remembered the report he had seen on Yuquan Mountain not long ago about the situation in Africa. What it said was about the child soldiers in Africa, which was extremely cruel.
According to what was said in the ***, in the armies of Congo, Uganda, Liberia and other African countries, all captured children are regularly injected with cocaine or other crazy drugs, and those who refuse will be immediately beaten to death.
Most girls will be raped before taking the medicine. In 2004, there were about 130,000 girl scouts in Africa who were turned into slaves.
The atrocities committed by these drug-addled teenagers were shocking. They even used bayonets to cut open the abdomens of pregnant women. In order to seek credit and rewards, these "boy scouts" killed innocent people, young and old, and chopped off their hands, feet, and heads to offer to their leaders.
The child soldiers raped girls, often raping them first and then killing them. They also castrated the genitals of government police officers and tried every trick to humiliate them.
In the eyes of these child soldiers, there is no distinction between good and evil. They only worship and obey their leaders or chiefs, because from these people, they can get the drugs to control them.
In order to train the Boy Scouts' violent tendencies, they are sometimes asked to kill their parents, friends, and drink their blood.
During the ten-year civil war in Sierra Leone, the rebel leaders forcibly recruited nearly 10,000 child soldiers aged 9 to 15. These child soldiers were armed with AK47 rifles that had been eliminated from Asia, wore camouflage uniforms, smoked, drank and played with women like adults.
After the civil war, these surviving child soldiers no longer knew how to survive except war and killing. Many people died of drugs, and more people devoted themselves to countries still in war, continuing to kill and kill.
crazy.
Of course, Peng Fei knows these things that Zhuang Rui knows better. South Africa is not far from those war-torn countries, so Peng Fei is very vigilant. Who knows if this black boy is a child soldier who fled to South Africa from other countries?
them?
"He Shuang, what's wrong?"
When Zhuang Rui walked to the hotel reception desk, he found that He Shuang was arguing with the waiter who had been watching at the door just now, and Liuli and others also had indignant looks on their faces.
"Mr. Zhuang, this guy still has the nerve to ask for a tip? He didn't say anything when we were robbed. He was clearly not allowed to carry the suitcase just now. He insisted on saying that he had served us, so he must collect a tip..."
He Shuang has been in the army for many years and has a fiery temper. If he had been in China, he would have punched him a long time ago.
"roll!"
Before Zhuang Rui could speak, Peng Fei on the side couldn't suppress his anger. He stepped forward and pushed the tall waiter aside and said in English: "If you don't want to die, stay away from us..."
Peng Fei, who had always seemed relatively lazy, was now full of murderous intent. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and he saw the black waiter retreating repeatedly.
Peng Fei is different from He Shuang. Although he is also from the disciplinary force, he does not have so many rules and regulations. Especially when performing tasks abroad, he has a very high degree of autonomy. Killing a lot of people is not a big deal at all.
So if Peng Fei was angered, if he really dared to kill this man, the worst he could do would be to flee from South Africa to another African country, and then find a way to return home.
