Chapter 240

The chubby old white man was no one else. It was old George. Without saying a word, Chu Lingfeng jumped out of the car, picked up his shotgun and fired into the sky.

The thugs were shocked, but they found that Chu Lingfeng just fired a warning gun, just bluffing, so they rushed up again.

But this time, Chu Lingfeng was not polite. He shot a guy in the front, loaded the shotgun again, and then walked forward.

When the thugs saw that Chu Lingfeng dared to fight back and killed people, they also turned around and ran away.

Over there, old George was obviously exhausted. He was lying in front of Chu Lingfeng like a dead dog. The child in his arms was only three or four years old, and he was scared to cry.

Chu Lingfeng looked at old George and said with a laugh, "old George, your shotgun is really good, but these guns are for you. Can I refund you?"

"Dear Chu, thank you. If you show up a little later, old George, I may be cut into meat sauce by those thugs." Old George stretched out a hand and let Chu Lingfeng pull himself up.

Although the cab of the truck is spacious, it can't take four adults with a child.

So Chu Lingfeng pointed at Liu Jiaxuan without hesitation and said, "who is that? Go and sit in the back carriage."

"Why is it so special? Why am I in the car? " Liu Jiaxuan looked at Chu Lingfeng and said fiercely.

Chu Lingfeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "because I'm a driver, old George and captain Gu are old women. Do you want them to sit in the car? Do you have any responsibility as a man

Seeing that Liu Jiaxuan was still unconvinced, Chu Lingfeng laughed again and said, "of course, if you think the carriage doesn't fit your identity, you can walk back, but I think those black people should be happy to play with you."

Liu Jiaxuan knows that he is not the opponent of Chu Lingfeng. If he really wants to walk back, it is inevitable that Chu Lingfeng will say that, so Liu Jiaxuan jumps out of the car with a gloomy face and climbs into the car.

Chu Lingfeng got on the car, started the car, and casually asked captain Gu, "Captain Gu, the other comrades in your team are very good. Why is this boy not gregarious?"

Captain Gu said with a wry smile: "he is different from us. He, Xiao Zhao and a few colleagues all came here last month to replace some comrades in our team who haven't been home for a long time. Even if they came, we should have changed places. But in order to accompany the prince to study, we can only stay here for another month so that the prince can collect materials, I didn't expect that there would be an accident

Chu Lingfeng nodded to show his understanding, then turned to old George and said, "old George, how did you become so embarrassed?"

Old George felt his pocket and found that it was empty. He asked Chu Lingfeng for a cigarette and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I heard that a white man was attacked in my yard, but when I rushed back, I could only see the mob burning my house and killing my housekeeper. There were too many of them, I can only save the housekeeper's little son. "

Speaking of this, old George sighed and said, "Dear Chu, we were almost at the hotel, but we were attacked again. This time, the guys you saw just now, my car was burned by them. If you didn't feel in time, old George would go to see Jesus."

Chu Lingfeng nodded, looked at old George and asked, "do those guys even kill white people now?"

Old George spat out a cigarette ring, threw the cigarette end out of the window and said with a heavy voice: "Chu, damoah is not the damoah in colonial times. White and black people are all the same worthless. Old George, I can't stay any longer. I want to buy the nearest flight back to Europe."

While talking, the car had arrived at the door of the hotel. The manager of Zandala was very glad to see them return safely. Especially when he saw that old George had returned safely, he paid homage to Chu Lingfeng.

Chu Lingfeng returned to the hotel and found that the hotel was full of kasha refugees. They were also people with status in damoya. After all, the hotel was not a refugee camp, and people without any economic strength could not get in.

Moreover, the hotel is a foreign-funded enterprise, and it usually submits protection fees to the police station. At this time, the effect is obvious. There is a team of police outside to stop the rioters from entering. For a moment, the hotel has become a safe haven for the country of damoya.

So, the suffering Kashi people rushed to the hotel crazily, and in the spirit of humanitarianism, the black manager received them, and provided them with clean water and temporary accommodation for the time being.

The refugees here are still in shock, and most of them are still with wounds. Under the leadership of Zhang Baiqiang, members of the medical team treated them.

The former foreign guests, however, gathered in the bar, looking very grim and discussing the current situation.

At this time, but just at noon, lunch has not started, Chu Lingfeng and old George also walked into the bar.

Old George obviously knew these guys very well, and said to them affectionately. Then old George solemnly said to them, "this is a very brave Chinese knight. He brought the Chinese medical team out of Carlos lake last night intact, and just saved me from a group of red eyed cubs. Thank you Jesus, Thanks to Chu from China. "

The people in the bar raised their glasses to Chu Lingfeng one after another. When Chu Lingfeng sat down, a white woman about 30 years old came to Chu Lingfeng and asked, "Chu from China, you come from Carlos lake. You should know that the war has escalated?"

Chu Lingfeng nodded and said, "that's true. When we came, the troops were killing the villagers. The situation is not optimistic."

Hearing Chu Lingfeng's reply, another person added: "last night, Kuba lost 50 elite soldiers. The butcher simply killed the high priest and tied all the Zandala people to his chariot by this incident. However, if this happens again, Kuba himself will not be able to stop. I suggest that we leave damoya as soon as possible."

After much discussion, the white woman said again, "don't worry, I've contacted our French Consulate. They said they would send a plane and a team of elite soldiers."

After hearing her words, the public were relieved and continued to discuss.