It is a long and depressing journey from Cape Town to Sierra Leone.

Not only is the distance long, but the stuffy climate makes people sitting in the car feel anxious and irritable.

Brother Huanxi was a little restless, but on the other hand, Stephen, who was older, has always been very calm, and it seemed that such weather could not have any impact on him.

When leaving South Africa's territory, the scenery instantly became desolate and dilapidated.

There are barren land everywhere, and people with dull expressions can be seen everywhere.

"There are many forgotten countries in Africa." Stephen specifically mentioned the word "forgotten": "No one cares how the people there live, no one cares about the disease. People in modern civilized society only care about local specialties, ivory, fur or diamonds. The dictator ruled there, and they used these things that Europeans or Americans were interested in to squeeze the last bit of their country's interests, and they never paid attention to other things."

Under normal circumstances, Brother Huanxi never likes to talk about such heavy topics.

But Stephen's words caused him to ponder.

Two hours after leaving South Africa, a large number of refugees began to appear on the road, with empty eyes and desperate expressions, which made people might fall down when they look at them next.

Then I will never get up.

Looking at the car whizzing past in front of him, the refugees were not even willing to look up at him even if they looked at him.

It has reached the border of Guinea, and when it passes here, it has officially entered the territory of Sierra Leone.

A large number of soldiers with live ammunition were guarding the border, and the guns were all aimed at the refugees who were trying to enter Guinea. The shouts and crying sounded here.

The car stopped.

A white man in a floral shirt and a straw hat came to the front of the car: "Hey. Did the blue scarf plan?"

"Yes, it's us." Stephen and Brother Huanxi took out their ID and handed it over. Stephen asked casually: "What's wrong here?"

"It's like this every day, every day!" The man looked at the ID quickly: "Yesterday, the rebels launched a new round of attacks. Damn it. Can those rebels kill all of them? These guys may have been frightened and wanted to enter here desperately."

Brother Huanxi looked at the refugees: "What if they broke in?"

"Shoot. My friend, only shoot." The white man shrugged: "What else can it be? Even in New York, there is no way to accommodate so many refugees. They can actually go around thirty miles more, and there is a surveillance vacuum that can enter Guinea, but they are really frightened and frightened."

As he said that, he remembered that he should introduce himself: "I am the agent Figo who is the one who is forced to escort you into Sierra Leone. Ah, these refugees are considered gifts for you."

Fucked?

Brother Huanxi was a little confused.

In movies and TV, even in Miami that time, I saw the agents I was wearing suits and tie. But what agent Figo in front of me?

Except for her skin color, she looks like a local.

"I can't compare with those guys in China." Perhaps seeing the doubts in Brother Huanxi's eyes, Agent Figo took off his straw hat and kept slapping:

"There are no suits and tie, no Cadillac, and even more so, there are no spacious offices and beautiful agents. If I want to have Romantic happening only when I dream. If I were wearing a straight suit and beautiful leather shoes now, I would definitely be regarded as a fool."

He got into the passenger seat of the car: "Hey, we can drive."

The soldiers immediately shouted loudly to the refugees to get out of here, not to be politely negotiated with them. They even used the butt stock.

The refugees were dispersed to both sides!

The barbed wire was opened and the car quickly passed through the refugees.

"It's necessary to deal with these guys." Agent Figo was numb to all this long ago: "They won't listen to you, and the most powerful weapons are the butts and bayonets."

Stephen smiled and said nothing.

Brother Huanxi has experienced such a scene for the first time in his life: "Can't we use a more gentle way?"

"My little one, I was as naive as you when I first came here." Agent Figo smiled: "At that time, I had a companion named Ronnie, yes, Californian, a young man with beautiful curly hair. You know, we helped the family and took them over the border. My car broke down and went to find the car. Friend, do you know what happened next?"

Brother Huanxi shook his head.

The family they rescued had eight people in total, five adults and three children.

Ronnie knew the kids were hungry, so she pulled a piece of chocolate out of her pocket.

He originally wanted to share the food for the three children. But when he saw this piece of chocolate, the five adults showed crazy expressions in their eyes.

They rushed up and snatched the chocolate from Ronnie's hand.

Ronnie was frightened and completely frightened. He didn't understand the local language and thought the other party was going to do something to him. He struggled desperately, but at this time the tragedy happened.

The gun he was wearing went off fire during the battle and the bullet shot through Ronnie's body.

He fell into a pool of blood and twitched his body, but no one helped him. The gang snatched his chocolate and then snatched each other inside.

No one cares about Ronnie, no one.

When Figo came back, Ronnie was dead.

"He was only 26 years old, and my friend, Ronnie was only 26 when he died." When telling this story, Figo was completely insensitive: "A piece of chocolate is just for a piece of chocolate. Is it ridiculous?"

Brother Huanxi was silent.

He asked a long time later, "Where is that family later?"

"I want to kill them, but I don't." Figo said casually: "I used a gun to force them back to where they came, including the children. Ah, I still remember them begging me hard, but I was not moved at all. Do you know why? Because I can always see Ronnie's body."

"Poverty is poverty that causes tragedy." Stephen, who had not spoken, finally said: "The family may not know what they have done wrong until now. For them, food is everything. Human life? It is nothing compared to a piece of chocolate and a biscuit."

Something suddenly came from the sky outside, and it was very loud.

The car stopped, Brother Huanxi, Stephen and Figo walked out together.

God?

What is that?
Chapter completed!