"Let's go back. There is no need to explore this place." Yang Jing said with some disappointment. The others looked at each other and followed Yang Jing into the car.

Yang Jing and Princess were sitting in the car that started, and Morris was the driver. Yang Jing got into the car and looked at the navigation and said to Morris: "I saw that there seemed to be a fork at the foot of the mountain. Another road could return to the small town of Sipok. Let's turn from there to another road."

Morris nodded, started the car, and began to drive down the mountain. The three cars behind him immediately followed.

But just as the car was about to reach the fork in the road, several dark men suddenly rushed up from the side of the road. Their dark and thin appearance looked like local natives, but these natives were actually holding guns.

Morris suddenly became nervous. The car they were riding in was not a bulletproof car, so Morris stopped the car with a brake and turned around and said, "BOSS, Sophia, hurry up and lower his head. Don't look up when you have nothing to do, we are in trouble."

After saying this, Morris pressed a button and said, "Guys, there are six gunmen in front of him, beware immediately!"

Morris had a wireless communicator hanging on his mouth. His words were immediately heard by the bodyguards in the cars behind him. Then, accompanied by a series of rapid brake sounds, four white Toyota dominators stopped, but the two dominators driven by Chris and Kevin Martin stopped directly in front of Yang Jing's car, blocking the car tightly, while the car driven by Clark blocked Yang Jing's car from behind.

Accompanied by a burst of loading, except for Morris and Valentina, who was sitting in the passenger seat, the twelve bodyguards in the other three cars all got out of the car with guns. With the help of the car doors as a cover, the eight fully automatic rifles and three pistols immediately aimed at the six native men who suddenly rushed out, and Thor Smith carried a big guy not far away.

Chris, who was in the front, held a 50-caliber desert eagle in his hand, hid behind the door and shouted loudly in English: "The person in front put down the weapon in his hand and lay on the ground. You have seriously threatened our safety. I'll count three times. If you don't put down your gun, we will shoot!"

English is the official language of the Philippines. These indigenous men may not speak English well, but since they are holding guns, they will definitely understand English.

Sure enough, with Chris's throat, the six native men were so scared that they were swaying all over. They were so arrogant that they were as frightened as quails. They trembled all over and placed the AK47 in their hands on the ground, and then lay on the ground. They probably didn't expect that there would be so many tough people in these four cars.

Morris winked at Sean on the other side of the car. Sean, wearing a bulletproof vest, stood up straight with a gun, then slowly walked to the front of the people, and asked condescendingly: "Who are you? Why do you stop our car with a gun?"

Sean Hannington was a tough guy and a very hard-blooded figure in the Morris Mercenary Group. At this time, he was standing in front of the six native men with a gun. The momentum on his body burst out, it even scared the native men.

Sean lifted the native man who was lying in front with his feet, and his gun directly hit the guy's forehead, "Say!"

A smell of stinking suddenly came from the man's crotch. This guy was so scared that he peed his pants by Sean. But this did not affect Sean. He just spat and pulled the bolt directly, which was as if you didn't say anything. I shot you to death.

"#￥%…&@" The man said something tremblingly, but unfortunately, this guy obviously didn't speak English, only Tagalog, but unfortunately, none of the people present could understand. However, the guy spoke and gestured, and Chris and the others probably figured out the origin of these guys.

It turned out that there were two wooden roads on the other two roads at this fork in the road. The roadblock leading to the mining area seemed to be more formal, but the roadblock leading to the other road was clearly a roadblock that was pieced together. Although this man could not speak English, he cooperated with his "small money" gesture and everyone understood why these guys appeared here.

Obviously, the roadblock leading to the mining area at this intersection should be set up here in the mining area, with the purpose of intercepting unrelated personnel and vehicles. These natives with guns should be specializing in guarding this intersection.

The road when we came was relatively narrow, with ditches over half a meter deep on both sides. It is obviously unlikely to turn around on this road, so the car that didn't know the situation could only walk from another road when we got here.

Therefore, these guys should have had bad intentions, so they set up a roadblock on another road. It is obvious that outsiders can't get into the mining area, but if they want to go to another road, they have to pay a certain fee.

This is like the "land toll stations" set up in rural areas near the regular toll stations of national highways in China more than ten years ago. Some vehicles that are unwilling to pay fees for regular toll stations often use nearby rural roads to bypass the toll stations. However, farmers in villages near toll stations are obviously unwilling to let these vehicles use the highways in their villages for nothing, so they will set up some roadblocks tolls on the road.

Large vehicles may have to pay a toll of 30 yuan when passing through a regular toll station, but they only need to pay a toll of 10 yuan when walking on the small road, so these toll stations can still charge a lot of money in a day.

The way these men are obviously the same as that of the domestic toll stations. They just want to make some extra money and want to live a road bully, but they didn't expect to kick the iron plate.

Chris came outside Yang Jing's car and whispered a little about what happened before. Yang Jing was naturally too lazy to care about this indigenous person, so he said lightly: "Don't pay attention to those indigenous persons, move away from the roadblocks on that road, let's go."

Chris nodded, put his gun behind his back, and trotted to the roadblock on another road. As soon as he moved the roadblock away, he heard a noise coming from behind. When he turned his head, he found a convertible off-road vehicle coming over. Four men who were obviously Westerners got off the car with guns and then raised their guns in their hands...
Chapter completed!