Inside the tribe.

A witch doctor is cutting chicken heads to treat sick tribe members.

A Ji followed the old king and passed by.

"Hey, boss, look at what they are doing. Oh, it's so disgusting. They even spray chicken blood on people. What's going on with those people? They're like skinny dogs... so smelly..." A Ji slapped her nose with a disgusting look on her face.

"Why are you making a fuss about it when you are doing forensic diseases?! You can say less on the ground." Lao Wang turned around and warned, bypassing the area where the practice was done and coming to the leader.

"Hello! We want to buy pigs, buy pigs!" Lao Wang said in English and gestured, and took out the money to explain.

"Ok." The leader understands English, and it is obviously not the first time he has come into contact with the civilized world outside the tribe. If he wants to survive, as the leader of the tribe, of course, he must keep pace with the times.

"Hey, hey hey, boss, this native leader can actually understand the bird's singing." Aji said with a smile, quite surprised.

"What are you doing with rare strange things? He doesn't know how to communicate with the outside world, how to exchange for the supplies urgently needed by the tribe? Don't think of people like you." Lao Wang said angrily.

The leader brought Lao Wang and Aji to the corral and asked in half-baked English: "Will you live or die?"

Lao Wang asked: "How to sell live pigs, and what price is the dead one?"

The leader: "The living one thousand dollars per head, and the dead two hundred dollars per head."

"Fuck, boss, it's so cheap!" A Ji's eyes lit up: "Those dead foreigners want 5,000 per head, he's just robbing him."

Lao Wang felt deeply the same, nodded and sighed inwardly that he was really here right this time.

"Boss, do we have to die or live?" Aji asked.

"Of course I'm going to die, I have to pay five times the price for those who live. Anyway, I'm going to eat it for those dead foreigners, so I'd have to eat it if I can't die." Old Wang said with a treacherous smile, took out five hundred yuan, and asked the leader: "Is it okay to buy three dead pigs for 500 yuan?"

"Ok." The leader agreed without thinking. He took the five hundred dollars and carefully put them away, and thrust his mouth to the ground in front of the hut: "The pig is there."

Lao Wang and Aji ran over excitedly and uncovered the covered white cloth, almost urinating because the white cloth was covered with several dark tribal members, and they had no breath.

"This...is this a dead pig?"

This extremely incredible idea came to the minds of the two of them.

Fortunately, the leader pointed behind the hut: "Your pigs are here."

Lao Wang and Aji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

...

The leader arranged several members to help Lao Wang and his team deliver the three dead pigs to the trucks outside.

Lao Wang thanked him so much that he ordered Aji to drive the car and left happily.

...

People feel happy when they are happy. When the matter is done, the two of them are happy.

When I passed by a river, I happened to see a black girl swaying to get water with a water jar.

Aji's eyes immediately shone.

There is a saying that for three years, the sows compete with Diao Chan. After only three years of holding on, the sows compete with Diao Chan. Not to mention that Aji has been holding on for ten years.

"Hey, boss, look at that black girl, fuck, Mimi looks so big, like a coconut, it must feel very good." A Ji stretched her head and said.

"Watch the road carefully, why are you making a wave?" Lao Wang was speechless. His wife had such a good figure, so he had long been tired of playing. Not to mention this kind of black girl with black paint.

Lao Wang was obviously a full man who didn’t know that the hungry man was hungry, and he didn’t understand Aji’s mood at all.

Aji was still staring at the black girl by the water and said enthusiastically: "Look at her. Her walking posture is so curious? Could it be that she has a willow, right? It's impossible, maybe it's original product?"

"What are you doing less!? We are still on the territory of the natives. Be careful of any taboos you have been violated. People will arrest you!" Lao Wang threatened.

"Tsk! Who are you scaring?! I..." A Ji wanted to say something, suddenly-

"Hey! The bastard looks at the road! Make a quick turn! Ah—"

Lao Wang screamed.

"Boom!"

Finally, I felt so sad that the small truck hit the big gray tree on the side of the road.

"I fuck you, why did you drive?" Old Wang cursed in anger, "I'll let you see the road, look at the road, you have to see that dead black girl. Now that the car crashes, are you satisfied?!"

"Why are you quarreling? Didn't you just hit me?! I didn't hurt you. At worst, I'll just turn it back at all..." A Ji muttered, trying to reverse the car back, and after trying a few times, he found that the fire was no longer on the lit point.

"Oh, why did the engine go off..." Aji tried a few more times, but the small truck could not start except for making a "chichi!" sound.

"Get out of the car and prepare for repair!" Lao Wang said in annoyance: "No wonder my wife scolds you every day. It turns out that you are a stupid pig who can't raise fat."

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about?" A Ji was dissatisfied in an instant: "Didn't I help you with work?! Let me tell you that if your restaurant business is so good, I will help you. Without me, can your restaurant have so many customers?"

"You help me?! Didn't I give you money? Didn't I give you salary? Didn't I give you food or live there?" Lao Wang was almost angry. This chicken was simply unreasonable.

"Yes! You give me food and drink! Others give me 1,000 yuan a month, and others have a rest time every day. I work from morning to night every day, and I don't even have time to smoke a cigarette. I'll take food and accommodation?! I'll go to you!" A Ji slammed the door and jumped out of the car.

"Bastard! Where are you going?! Come back and repair the car for me!" Lao Wang shouted to the back of the building.

"I'll fuck you, you can fix it yourself!" A Ji walked towards the river without looking back.

"Don't come back later if you have the habit of waiting! Curse you to be swallowed by a crocodile!" Lao Wang said hatefully, and had no choice but to get off the car and repair it himself...

...

On the grass not far away, an off-road vehicle was moving.

"Oh, Amin, it's so hot. Let's find a place to rest." Aqi took off her hat and held it in her hand. She suggested while slapping the wind.

"Okay." Liu Jianming agreed.

It was also a certain depth to drive into the prairie, and it was also a freshness at the beginning. In addition, the climate was dry, and after staying in the prairie for a long time, the feeling of fatigue quietly came.

Liu Jianming looked around and suddenly saw that the edge of the gray woods in front seemed to be a little shining, as if there was water.

"It seems there is a river ahead, let's take a rest at the river."
Chapter completed!