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At five o'clock, everyone arrived at the St. John's River.

The St. John River is a large river in northern Liberia that runs through the entire Sunny Quelli.

There is a bridge on the river, with a checkpoint at the bridgehead, and there are armed personnel carrying guns and ammunition guarding the bridgehead to check the passing crowd.

It is better to say it is a charge than to say it is a check.

They are local tyrants in the Sunny Quelli refugee camp and the largest local armed group.

Because Liberia is also in a state of political instability, wars and riots are frequent, the government has no time to manage this refugee camp on the edge. As a result, the Sunny Quelli refugee camp has become a paradise for "adventurers". The Sunny Quelli local armed forces control the entire refugee camp and rely on charging protection fees to make a living.

At the same time, there are arms dealers, drug dealers, criminals from all over the world...

The components of the personnel are very complicated!

To enter Sunny Quelli through the Refugee Bridge, each person will have to pay a $500 protection fee.

This was the rule of the Sunny Quelli refugee camp, Molinov knew very well. So he prepared 20,000 US dollars early in the morning. After discussing with the armed personnel, a group of forty-six people passed through the Sunny Quelli refugee bridge.

From this moment on, they even entered Sunny Quelli and were protected by local armed forces.

At this time, even if the Guinea government troops chased after them, they would not be able to deal with them. Unless the Guineas were willing to pay more money.

After crossing the bridge, everyone came to the Sunny Quelli refugee camp.

It is better to say it is a refugee camp than a small town.

Refugees from Liberia, Côte d'Ivoire, and even Sealion gathered here. After years of construction, they have evolved into a village with nearly 4,000 people, which looks even more prosperous.

Houses of varying heights, messy streets, and people from various languages ​​such as French, English, Berber, Diula, etc., feel refreshed and even very novel.

"Let's find a place to stay here first and wait for reinforcements to arrive."

Molinov took a deep breath and suddenly became happy.

"Okay!"

Yang Mu nodded and was about to agree, but suddenly heard a roar of the engine.

In the distance, five helicopters approached from the west, and the huge roar also aroused the vigilance of the Sunny Quelli armed personnel.

The helicopter is an armed helicopter with weapons suspended, with a camouflage appearance and a very unique logo on it.

"Hand of Danru!"

Molinov saw the sign on the plane through a telescope and breathed out: "It is the symbol of the French foreign legion."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Shia.

"It seems that your father is really worried about you."

A bright smile appeared on Shia's face.

The armed helicopter landed at the Sunny Quelli refugee bridge, and ten soldiers in camouflage costumes jumped from it.

"It's Michael's cousin!"

Shia recognized the soldier in the lead at a glance, and the smile on her face became stronger.

At the same time, the ten soldiers negotiated with the sentry at the bridge and passed the checkpoint directly. Although Sunny Quelli's armed forces were arrogant just now, they still showed humility when facing the regular army.

"Michael Cousin!"

Shia ran over like a happy bird.

After she hugged the young man in charge, she turned her head to Yang Mu and others who followed him and said, "This is Michael's cousin, he is here to pick us up."

"Thank you very much for your care for Shia!"

The young man showed an elegant smile and nodded to everyone.

"Shia's father, my uncle, has told me the matter. I am ordered to pick up Shia and will escort you Tapetta. Uncle has arranged a special plane there and will send everyone directly to Monaco at that time."

Michael looked very polite, but his words were filled with a kind of graceful arrogance.

Yang Mu frowned and glanced at him, but he didn't expect to touch Michael's gaze.

"Michael Cousin, let me introduce it. This is the priest of Mu, the Baban people."

"You are Mu, Chinese?"

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows, "It's me."

"I heard from my uncle about your affairs, thank you very much."

Michael said, and suddenly laughed, "But I'm very surprised. Since you are Chinese, why don't you ask the Chinese Embassy for help?"

"Michael!"

Shia heard the malice in Michael's words, and her face suddenly became ugly.

"Xia, before I set off, my uncle specifically reminded me to protect your safety.

Since Mr. Yang is from a Chinese, he can reasonably ask the Chinese Embassy for help, but... I don't know what the problem is, but I must figure it out that only in this way can I protect you so that you will not be deceived.

Chia, you have to know... You came to Côte d'Ivoire this time and my uncle was very worried.

Especially after the riot in Côte d'Ivoire, my uncle became even more anxious and even wanted to issue a bounty several times to find your whereabouts.

Mr. Yang, please tell me why you didn’t ask for help from the Chinese Embassy? Or, what did you do in China that you dare not ask for help? Sorry, I must figure out these things, which is also the explanation of Xiya’s father. Xiya is still young and my uncle doesn’t want her to be deceived by some people with ulterior motives, please understand.”

"Michael, Mu is not what you think, he just..."

"Okay, Shia!"

Xiya wanted to defend Yang Mu, but was stopped by Yang Mu.

He looked at Michael with deep eyes.

After a while he said in a deep voice: "I think you might have made a mistake. I never thought about getting any benefits from Shia. It was just a deal. I rescued Shia and she helped me settle the Babans, that's all.

Don't worry, I never thought of going with you. The reason I am here is for my Baban brothers..."

Strangely, Michael was very polite to the Baban people and others, but he showed great vigilance to Yang Mu.

Xiya's eyes were red in an anxious manner. She wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yang Mu's gaze.

"Okay, please take the others away from here as agreed between Shia and me.

I also hope that your uncle can abide by the agreement between me and Shia and give the Baban people a generous placement.

Sister Shia, the Baban people will ask you... I believe we will meet again if we have the chance."

"Mu, listen to me, I will contact my father immediately..."

"Xia, don't contact me!" A familiar innocent smile appeared on Yang Mu's face, "I really have something to do! Actually, I have decided before that after your people come, I will leave and go to Monrovia.

Now, it’s time to say goodbye!”

Yang Mu said, and came to Xiya.

He didn't care about Michael's vigilant gaze at all and hugged Shia.

"Mu, believe me, I don't know..."

"I know!" Yang Mu whispered in Xiya's ear: "Sister Xiya, please help me take good care of my tribe and let them live a good life, okay?"

Xiya's tears flowed down.

"Sia, I'm leaving, too."

After Yang Mu let go of Xiya, Pei Tiejun also walked up and hugged Xiya.

"Pei, are you leaving too?"

"I had already discussed with Xiao Mu and went to Monrovia together.

I'm going to Monrovia to find the Chinese Embassy, ​​and Xiao Mu needs to go there to find his parents... I'm very happy to meet you, and I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."

"Pei!"

Shia didn't know what to do.

At this time, Miyuki Harukawa also came to her.

"miyoki, are you leaving too?"

Mixue Harukawa nodded and said softly: "I'm going to Monrovia, too, and then heading to the UK.

Shia, don't worry, I will go to France to find you, I know your family... You know, I have suffered a lot in Africa this time, so I have to start working immediately. Do me a favor, I promised to give Little Moses two hundred thousand dollars, but I can't give it to him now. I will pay the money first, and I will return the money to you at the latest at the beginning of next year."

Shia was in tears and nodded vigorously.

At this time, Molinov also came over.

"Sia!"

"Mori, are you leaving too?"

Molinov touched his bald head and smiled, "I think Mu needs my help... You know, although he is very powerful, he is almost nothing to say about survival. I want to stay and help him! However, there is one thing I also need your help, to take Nata to France, give her a nationality, and then find a school.

I think she lives a normal life. Mu treated her once before and there would be no problems within three years.
Chapter completed!