Dadabunan, thirty kilometers.

Xu Yibing was thrown into a cave. Under the powerful force, she felt that the bones on her body were about to be broken. But she did not dare to speak, and she did not dare to resist because of the other party's eyes.

This is a bearded militant, with a strong stinky smell all over his body. I don’t know how long it has been since I took a shower. It is very strong, and the exposed forearm muscles appear one by one.

But what scared Xu Yibing was not the other party’s strong body, but the eyes.

The eyes of this militant were full of burning heat. It was the eyes that males treated females, and the eyes that only showed during the estrus.

The militants came over and sniffed Xu Yibing's body gently with their noses, showing an intoxicating expression on their face. He reached out and peeled off Xu Yibing's collar, stared at the white and tender skin under the collar, and swallowed hard.

"Gudong!"

The sound of swallowing was very loud. Xu Yibing immediately hugged her chest tightly and protected her collar tightly.

"Hahahaha..." The militants laughed, held Xu Yibing down, stuck out their tongue and licked her face.

"Get out! Get out!" Xu Yibing struggled, raised his hand and slapped it hard on the face of the militants.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound came out, and the militants were slapped hard on the face, stopping their subordinates' movements. But his movements were only temporarily. After being slapped, he slapped Xu Yibing backwards.

"Bang!"

The slap of Xu Yibing was many times stronger, and blood flowed from the corner of Xu Yibing's mouth and fell heavily on the bed with a smell of mold.

The militants' eyes became extremely terrifying. They opened their mouths and made a string of scolding that Xu Yibing could not understand, and they seemed very excited. He began to take off his pants and tear him off with his hands, slapped Xu Yibing's butt.

Xu Yibing was slapped by the militant and fell into a confused state, lying softly there, twisting his body and struggling weakly.

At this moment, the simple curtain of the cave was pulled open, and a black woman walked in and immediately spoke a string of incomprehensible local dialect when she saw this scene. Her expression seemed to be accusing the militant and retreating, as if she wanted to report it to the macaron.

The militants were furious and pulled out their pistols to point them at the black woman's head, pulling the trigger directly.

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshots sounded, and blood burst out from the back of the black woman's head, and the gables behind her were dark red.

"No, Anna!" Xu Yibing screamed in pain when she saw this scene, pushed the militants away and rushed to the dead black woman with wide eyes and cried bitterly.

Hearing the gunshots, several militants rushed in with guns. The murderous militants lazily tied their pants, glanced at Xu Yibing for nothing, and walked out with a smile.

As soon as I walked out the door, I was head-on by the macarons who rushed over.

"What's going on?" Macaron pushed the militant against the militant.

"Things that I do often." The militants looked relaxed.

"Bang!"

Macaron looked at the situation in the cave, slapped the militant in the face, took out a gun and pointed it at the other party's head and shouted: "Damn, I said, don't touch this woman!"

"Do you want to take her for yourself?" The militant who was shot in his head stared at Macaron and said, "Marson, this woman should belong to all of us, not to yours. Don't think we are all blind and you can't tell that you like this woman. You are just a coward. Since you dare not go, why can't we go?"

The militants were not afraid of macarons at all and said the reasons they thought. Although the militants next to them did not dare to say anything, the light in their eyes was support.

"Bastard, do you know how important this woman is?" Macaron growled with a ferocious look on his face: "There is also the doctor you beat him to death, we only have this one doctor!"

"It's just a lowly woman. As for letting you shoot me? Macaron, you're almost forgotten your philosophy. You're no longer suitable to be the leader..."

"Bang!"

Macaron pulled the trigger, blew the militant's head with one shot, and completely closed his mouth.

Killing his subordinates, Macaron's face was so ferocious that it was beyond words. He wiped a handful of blood that splashed on his face, and slowly swept over the surrounding militants with his cold eyes.

When the macaron's eyes swept over, the militants immediately lowered their heads to express their surrender.

"Anyone who disobeys my orders will end up, no matter who he is!" Macaron threatened and pointed to the corpse and said, "Take it away."

This is the majesty, the majesty of the Somalia Liberal Party marshal, or the majesty of the armed leaders of this area.

Seeing the body being dragged away, Macaron put away his gun and walked into the cave, waved his hand, and signaled to drag the black woman's body away.

Xu Yibing seemed to be greatly frightened, sat on the bed blankly, allowing helpless tears to slide down. When Macaron walked to her, she subconsciously shivered, moved backwards, leaning against the wall.

"I won't hurt you." Macaron took out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Xu Yibing and said, "And I apologize to you for what happened just now and what happened at the negotiation site."

Xu Yibing didn't say anything, just stared at her tears in fear.

Macaron put the chocolate on the bed and continued to Xu Yibing: "You know, we are facing difficulties and war. If we cannot win in the war, then the villages of my tribe and the village will not be destroyed or massacred. And my thoughts are not understood by many people. I think you should understand, after all, you are people from the civilized world, and they are people from the ignorant world."

"Then will you let me go? I will ask my brother to give you a weapon, and he will definitely give you a weapon." Xu Yibing raised her tears and pleaded.

"Obviously, this is impossible because I don't believe them." Macaron shook his head and said, "In fact, I don't believe in anyone, but only force. I used to be a very happy person, living happily with my parents and sisters, but... I saw with my own eyes that my mother and sister were raped by at least twenty people, and with my own eyes that my brother was stripped of his scalp... Madam, you will never understand the war here. For those of you civilized world, this is hell."

Xu Yibing wiped her tears and stared at the macaron's eyes that had become painful, with a hint of pity flashing across her face.

She knew very well what was going on here. A country often had hundreds of races, and these races massacre each other. From the end of the 19th world to the present, there were more than 2,000 races that disappeared in Africa, and all these disappearing races were due to inter-race massacres.

"Everyone has his own destiny. My destiny is to constantly strengthen your own strength and protect my tribe." Macaron gave out a gentle breath and stepped back and said, "I apologize to you again for what happened today because I have no other way. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. In fact, I have never hurt you since the first day of hijacking you, right? Have a good rest. If you have time, you can treat my injuries for my people, because we will soon usher in a battle of life and death."

After saying that, Macaron turned around and walked out of the cave, and turned a ferocious and cold face again...

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