"Bang!"
"Ah!"
A scream of agony.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Another scream of agony.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
At this mont.
The scream also carried fear, the first and second shots could be understood as accidents, but the following three shots were too bizarre, the pain stimulus made his hand suddenly lift.
Then.
He wanted to put down the gun, but it misfired.
Lifted it again, and it misfired again.
Especially the last ti, when the gun fell to the ground due to the pain, it still misfired, feeding him a bullet, five shots, all the bullets inside were gone, he felt utterly desperate.
"Swindler!"
The big black guy was furious!
Just bought it.
Cost him a hundred dollars.
Misfired.
Five tis in a row, akin to hitting the jackpot, yet he encountered it; if he had such luck, who would resort to robbery now, five accidents probably exhausted all his lifelong bad luck.
Never would he be unlucky again.
Because.
There’s no "after."
He understood the dical conditions here, even if the underworld forces in Ke Mu Town didn’t kill him, it’s still a dead end, bleeding, infection, rain, all together, would take his life.
Probably.
Wouldn’t see tomorrow’s sun.
"Hands up."
"Get down."
"Put down the weapons!"
"..."
In less than a minute.
Over a dozen big n rushed over, holding various weapons, looking at the man wailing on the ground, they were a bit bewildered, what’s the situation? Since when did that Chinese beco so fierce.
Quite ruthless.
Of course.
No intent to bla.
"Who are you?"
The leading big man stepped forward, kicking away the gun beside the big black guy.
"..."
The big black guy gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, saying nothing.
"Humph!"
The big man snorted coldly.
It seed.
This was a bad person.
"Boom boom boom!" He stepped forward and knocked on the door, loudly saying, "Zhao, it’s ."
After a mont.
"Click!"
The door opened, Zhao Hai saw the familiar face, sighed in relief, fortunately, the situation was under control, he glanced down and saw the big black guy’s tragic state, stunned, was it really a scam?
No need to go so far!
Once was not enough.
Five tis.
Do you feel a kinship with wheelchairs?
"What happened just now?" the big man asked.
Imdiately.
Zhao Hai narrated it all truthfully, upon hearing it was a robbery, for a whole ten thousand dollars, the big man turned, let out a cold laugh, "Quite bold, coming here to rob, impressive, quite gutsy."
"Take him away."
"Find his accomplices."
Afterward.
Two big n picked up the big black guy roughly and threw him onto the bed of the pickup truck that drove over, then the big man said to Zhao Hai: "We’ll check the surveillance first, see what his accomplices look like."
"Okay."
Zhao Hai led the way.
A few minutes later.
"What?"
The big man.
The underlings.
Even Zhao Hai and his father were stunned, the big man thought those few shots at the back were fired by Zhao Hai, Zhao Hai thought it was the big man and his n, but unexpectedly, it was the big black guy who did it himself.
Five tis.
Looked like it was almost intentional.
"This..."
They exchanged glances.
"Misfire?"
"No way, five tis in a row."
"It’s possible."
"But that’s so unlucky."
"Interesting, that gun, quite a souvenir, I want it." The big man quickly claid the ’trophy,’ finding it amusing, a gun that repeatedly tricked its user to death.
Interesting.
Gift it?
No, bad implications.
Standing up.
The big man said: "Zhao, just clean up the front, leave the rest to us, we mustn’t foster such behavior, as for that accomplice, we’ll find them soon, goodbye."
"Okay."
Zhao Hai nodded.
Ke Mu Town.
Usually, the underground forces maintained security, hence, there had been no sound of sirens so far, but once South Sudan becos a nation, law enforcent managent is expected to be regulated.
After all.
If chaos continued, it wouldn’t align with the President’s interests.
Five minutes later.
The blood at the entrance vanished, surrounding shop neighbors ca to inquire with concern, many had witnessed the bizarre scene earlier, the robber was so ruthless to himself, had he gone mad?
"What’s with that guy?"
"Misfire."
"Misfire? Five tis in a row?"
"Yes."
"God, what luck is that, surely he’s done a lot of bad things, karma." Misfiring five tis in a row, recalling it felt stimulating, there was no shortage of topics in the short term.
"Zhao, you’re really lucky."
"Not bad."
"This is my freshly made cassava corn cake, to calm your nerves."
"Thank you."
"..."
After handling it all.
Evening was nearly upon them, a light rain began to drift from the sky, closing the door, and coming to the backyard, the al was almost ready, at the table, eating, Zhao Qiao said: "Dad, it’s too dangerous here."
"It’s okay, it was truly an accident."
Zhao Hai said.
"Besides, enforcent agencies here will soon be strengthened, I don’t know about other towns, but oil has been discovered around Ke Mu Town, it will receive increasing attention, so don’t worry."
"..."
Not worried.
Joking.
I’ve been here three days and encountered a robber, my heart hasn’t stopped racing, "Oil? Wouldn’t that be more dangerous, in Africa, there are too many battles to the death over oil." Zhao Qiao advised.
Upon hearing this.
Zhao Hai shook his head.
"The oilfields here belong to the largest power in southern Sudan, if it becos an independent nation in a few years, he would be the President, no one would dare rob, and they wouldn’t allow disorder in the oil region."
"Establish a nation?"
"How would they sell it?"
Zhao Qiao was puzzled.
Sudan.
The north connects to the Red Sea, has a sea outlet, but in all other directions are nations, once southern Sudan becos independent, it wouldn’t even have a sea outlet, North Sudan firmly controls the lifeline.
Food.
Oil.
Daily Necessities.
These cannot be self-produced and must be imported.
"Southwards."
Zhao Hai smiled slightly.
"Southwards?"
Zhao Qiao was puzzled, where in the south was there a sea outlet, only one... Hmm? Zhao Qiao suddenly understood, southward---Congo Gold, that rapidly reforming and developing nation.
A few years ago.
It was still dirt poor, the new President had just taken office.
A few years later.
A major transformation had occurred, starting with power grid construction, then infrastructure, and law enforcent reform, the whole country was undergoing change, southern Sudan bordered Congo Gold’s Bei Ji Province.
Though occupied by a warlord.
However.
It hadn’t beco an economic solitary island, on the contrary, deeply involved in the developnt of Congo Gold today, such rapid developnt dramatically increased demand for oil, Sudan’s oil need not head north.
Go south.
Sell to Congo Gold.
Still profitable.
"Understand now?"
"Mm."
"Previously, negotiations with the Sudanese authorities were at a disadvantage because the sea outlet was north, a blockade would severely affect the circulation of goods, thus progress was slow."
"Now."
"With more than one option, their confidence has greatly increased, the independence referendum could possibly be much sooner than planned." Zhao Hai had been here for many years, he had a pretty good understanding of the basic situation.
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