"Where is Vader? Why hasn't he come back yet? Does anyone know where he has gone?"
On a modified off-road vehicle, several burly men with an average height of 1.9 meters and a shoulder width of over 50 were seated. The small space was filled with the strong smell of sweat.
After a rough scan, every strong man had a knife on his waist. The M9 gray titanium knife had double-sided health grooves on it, with a fierce light. In addition, there were Ontario riding machetes, tridents, tracking masters...
..
The equipment was not uniform. There were machetes, bayonets, and tactical knives, but all of them were standard weapons in service. There were even black barrels protruding from the black backpacks at their feet.
This was undoubtedly a group of thugs, but everyone sat casually, making the atmosphere a little more relaxed.
The mission was completed and everyone could leave this wilderness without any entertainment immediately. Everyone seemed very happy.
When Sisko, the only normal-sized member of the mob, stood up and asked about the whereabouts of a certain member, everyone's answers were not so serious.
"have no idea."
"I saw him this morning."
"Did he get knocked unconscious and harvest the seeds? He is so strong. If I were those crazy women, I would never let him go."
"Hahaha, that's so interesting. If it really happens, I really want to see his expression."
A younger, slightly immature new member poked the companion who was speaking and asked, "What do you mean? Is this some new joke that I don't know about?"
"Ha, I almost forgot, is this your first time in Africa, Dromuk?" Guvas, who had an Ontario machete on his waist, said a question, but he obviously didn't want to wait for the other party to answer.
The characteristic low tone of telling ghost stories, "In the African continent of the 21st century, whenever night falls, there is a carnival of predators. And the men living on this land will also have the fear of being hunted."
Guvas paused, looked around, and found that no one was fooled, not even the newcomers. He felt bored and his tone became monotonous again.
"Somali men will worry about whether they will be shot at when sailing tomorrow; Rwandan men will pay attention to the Hutu machetes wielded on street corners; strong men in the Democratic Republic of the Congo must cover their ears to avoid the roar of bullets."
"As for those in Kenya, beware of the JZ Harvest Group. That group of women will intercept 'excellent genes' on the streets and trick them into uninhabited corners. It doesn't matter if they are beautiful, but they are all wrinkled old women. They drug and intimidate
, and then...you know."
The new member Zhuo Muke thought of the old black face with wrinkles on his face, and couldn't help but shuddered: "What do they want these for?"
Guvas shrugged: "Selling money, beauty or something else, who knows?"
Zhuomu Ke looked at Charman aside: "Charman, is this true?"
As a "local", Chaman certainly has the right to speak. He nodded: "I have never met it, but I have seen it a few times on the news. I heard from the elders that some tribal servants in the Zambezi River Basin can collect food."
This thing is dedicated to the highly respected female chief."
Grace yelled in a weird voice: "Those women didn't dare to stare at Wade. He is the strongest among us. He is a two-meter-tall giant, and his thighs are thicker than their fat waists!"
"Guvas, I don't think you're a crazy woman, it's you who is eyeing Vader, right? Who doesn't know that when we went swimming that day, Guvas stared straight at Vader and drooled.
"
"Hell, I swear I will stuff your head into the dead genitals of the cow on my farm with my own hands!"
The men sat close to each other and joked wildly and vulgarly.
Sisko scratched his eyebrows, raised his right hand, and fired a shot outside the car. The banging flames and the loud noise successfully stopped the commotion of the members inside the car.
"I'm serious, because of a lion, he's been out for almost five days."
"I know this." The newcomer Zhuo Muke raised his hand. He had always been a little afraid of this man who was not tall but his marksmanship was as accurate as magic. "That dentist's archery skills are so bad. Vader prepared it in three days."
Everything, using an elephant carcass to trap, but the dentist failed."
Someone next to me sneered: "The more unpromising a person is, the more he likes to do such things."
"But they succeeded yesterday and have been waiting for the lion to die. Wade said that his employer likes to watch the lion die slowly, so I guess he is still with his employer waiting for the lion to die, but I don't know where he is now.
You know, Wade has always said very little."
"It sounds exactly like my grandma's foot wipes, smelly and long."
"It's only 300,000 yuan. If it weren't for the exact target, it wouldn't be worth taking over."
"We are elites. Elites understand. We should spend our time on more valuable things, such as those wealthy people in the Middle East. They are really handsome and generous. Mainly, they are generous."
Sisko was silent for a moment and pinched his eyebrows.
Although this team is strong, it is still uneasy to stay on the grassland for too long.
The longer the time goes by, the more flaws there are, and the greater the probability of being wanted. Even after retirement, you will still be unable to avoid a lot of trouble.
"Hey." Sisko sighed, "Then just wait."
"Hey, look, there's a signal here."
Guvas held the phone high, as if this could better receive invisible electromagnetic waves.
"It's true, it's true."
"Wait, Captain, I think I know where Sisko is."
The person who spoke was not Grace, a fan of Bifang's live broadcast, but Guvas, who first discovered the signal.
In fact, Grace has not been online for entertainment for several days because she is busy with tasks.
As for Kenya, poachers, and Cecil the Lion, the headlines formed by the combination of these keywords have already occupied the headlines of major portal websites from last night to now.
Guvas just opened the social software and discovered this headline at a glance, and his heart sank.
The same people whose hearts sank were the audience in front of the screen at this moment.
Without him, there were three people in total, one black and two white, but one of them was terrifyingly big.
Relying on the reflection on the dagger's blade, Bi Fang successfully spied the visitor. With just visual inspection, he could confirm that it was a huge man over two meters tall.
As a three-dimensional creature, if the height of human beings differs by ten centimeters, as long as the development is not deformed, the whole body will be several times larger.
And the other party is nearly twenty centimeters taller than Bifang!
The physical dimension is completely two levels of existence!
The audience did not have as sharp a judgment as Bifang, but with the live broadcast device hidden among the branches of the trees, they could see more clearly and intuitively than Bifang.
In their perception, these are completely two species.
Is there really someone with such an obvious body shape who would be a poacher?
No one can answer this question.
But for Bifang, he doesn't need to know that much.
He just knows.
Can fight!
In the dense jungle, a figure jumped out like a tiger and leopard, and with it, there was a short spear flying quickly!