The black man had a dirty smile on his face. When his hand was about to touch Queenie, he suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily on the bunker. With a bang, everyone present looked at this side. At the same time, all the machine guns behind the bunker also pointed to them.
The pitch-black machine guns brought an air of sternness. A single bullet was enough to break a person's arm.
Being faced with a few heavy machine guns, in the hot summer of Africa, Helen and the others only felt cold sweat running down their backs.
Henry's abuse came from the side. "You little dog, how dare you to touch her?"
Facing several machine guns, Henry didn't show any fear. On the contrary, there was a kind of domineering feeling in his heart.
Helen and others had thought that the black mercenary would stand up and shout back. Unexpectedly, the fierce- looking black mercenary immediately apologized to Henry with a nod.
"I better not see you inside. Remember!" Henry glared at the black mercenary with fierce eyes and then strode toward the city.
The mercenaries who wanted to interrogate them about their identities all shrunk their necks and stood aside at this moment.
Helen and the others immediately followed Henry.
"Raise your heads. Remember, you are ruthless mercenaries. When you come out, you are risking your life, and you should not allow yourself to be bullied. The weaker you are here, the more you will be bullied." Henry whispered to the others in Chinese.
Hearing this, several people couldn't help but raise their heads.
"Brother, what are you looking for?" A white man walked to Henry. He was about 30 years old, and his eyes kept glancing at Henry and others. From his clean and tidy clothes, it was obvious that he had some status in the city.
Upon seeing him, Henry grinned and asked, "What business do you do?"
Baron and others followed Henry without saying a word. Here, every word others said contained different meanings. If they couldn't answer, they would be regarded as a rookie. In this place, the fate of a rookie was very simple. He either killed others and turned into a veteran or was killed by others.
Hearing Henry's words, the white man immediately said, "Brother, what business do you need?"
"First, find a place for us to rest. D*mn it, I lost a lot of energy along the way and didn't sleep well for two days." Henry put his hand into his pocket, took out a wrinkled 100 yuan note and handed it to the other party.
After the other side saw the money, he immediately smiled and led the way for Henry and others.
The road of Golden City was very simple. It was a dirt road that was about six meters wide. On both sides of the dirt road were buildings, and jeeps passed by from time to time.
At the edge of the road, there were many shabbily dressed people crawling and asking for some food.
There were some beautiful women who wore sexy clothes. They waved their hands from time to time and shouted that they could help the guys relax.
"Brother, give me something to eat." A little girl about six years old, with big watery eyes, hugged Garry's calf and looked pitifully at him. "I'm so hungry."
Garry stopped subconsciously and looked at the little girl with some worry in his eyes. He subconsciously put his hand into his pocket and wanted to pull out some biscuits for this little girl.
"Get out of my way. If you want a meal, go somewhere else." Henry walked up and kicked the little girl over.
Henry's action made Garry, Baron and Helen stunned subconsciously. They couldn't understand how Henry could do that to a little girl. She was just a little girl!
At this moment, Helen even felt that Henry was a little strange.
It was the middle-aged Caucasian who led the way for them. He acted normally as if he had been used to this kind of situation. On the other hand, Garry's reaction just now made him look at him a few more times.
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