When several cars arrived at the place where you could see the Vic Hotel, Jiang Wenyi and the others were really numb. They saw that hundreds of civilians holding various weapons had gathered outside the hotel. They could also be said to be thugs. Perhaps guns are flooded here, and many people were holding rifles and pistols to shoot in the direction of the hotel.

The hotel also kept gunfire, and it was a lot of fun to hit. Interestingly, there were not many corpses on the open space in front of the hotel. The two sides seemed to be fighting happily, and no one risked their lives to charge, and both sides did not aim. Jiang Wenyi and the others made an appointment to "dummy". It was almost an hour ago, and hundreds of people had not yet attacked a hotel? Are they kidding? Or were they kidding?

"Run in directly?" a companion beside him asked carefully.

Jiang Wenyi touched the helmet he had just put on in dismay: "So many people, stray bullets are enough for us to eat a pot." The biggest problem now is that we are not distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy, and we can't figure out what the black millet is thinking. Without any chance, Jiang Wenyi was unwilling to start a big killing.

"Can you try the Red Cross flag?" Alteya, who was standing beside her, came up with an idea.

Jiang Wenyi pointed to the roof of the hotel in anger: "The flags of all countries have become the United Nations, and no one has ever seen them not shoot." Perhaps in order to protect themselves, the hotel put all the national flags of various countries that can be found on the roof. But it is obvious that for the black millet outside, the hotel's "great unity of the people of the world" method is useless at all.

Suddenly thinking of the Yoruba, Jiang Wenyi turned around and asked Yoruba, "Who are those outside?"

Yoruba was still very nervous and secretly looked at his head: "Everyone is, they should be residents nearby. There are a few I know who are still police officers, but they are not wearing police uniforms."

Jiang Wenyi and the others were speechless. This anarchy was really thorough, and even the police could become thugs in a blink of an eye. Jiang Wenyi continued to ask: "Then they were like this before? Riots from time to time?"

"No, no. I am usually very obedient, just like the previous few days, the public security is pretty good. I guess they just want to rush into the hotel to grab some things!" Seeing Jiang Wenyi's skeptical look, Yoruba hurriedly defended, "They like to live a life and are more impulsive. I am different from them. I have a pursuit. I want to immigrate to the United States or Europe after making money. China should be good, and I can also go to Hong Kong."

For a while, Jiang Wenyi could no longer catch up with Yoruba's brain circuit. Why did a group of mobs have to do with immigration overseas again? So I didn't think too much and cut the mess quickly. Jiang Wenyi ordered: "The machine gun fires and dispels it, don't hit people, and make a big noise and see the effect. If it doesn't work, think of other ways." Looking back at Alteya's pretty face, Jiang Wenyi added: "The flag of the Red Cross is also on the trailer."

In such a chaotic situation, you must not offend the victorious side. The Red Cross represents justice, and there is no mistake in exploiting it. No matter which faction wins in the end, it needs to be recognized by the international community. You dare not blatantly hurt the Red Cross personnel, right?

In less than a minute, a car-mounted Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun and two light machine guns fired at the same time. The scene was spectacular, and the bullets flew over the heads of the thugs. The sudden behind-the-strike caused the thugs to cry and howl. And a few sharp-eyed people saw Jiang Wenyi and the others' vehicles and made another strange scream. Amid the shouts, the thugs all ran away in a snail, just like mice seeing cats. They ran through the streets and alleys in the blink of an eye?

"Huh?" Jiang Wenyi and the others were all stunned. There were too many strange actions, which tested everyone's heart. Stop Yoruba, Jiang Wenyi asked, "What are they calling?"

Yoruba's expression became quite strange: "Ghosts, they are shouting - Run, the army is coming!"

It turned out that the military vehicles played the role. As soon as they figured it out, Jiang Wenyi immediately ordered: "Roar into the hotel!"

...

When the white manager named Kenneth appeared, he was so excited that he was almost crying. He held Jiang Wenyi tightly... The hands of the two white Red Cross staff and Alteya around him seemed to see a savior, and she burst into tears: "Thank you, thank you... I saved my hotel."

This made Alteya and the other two feel embarrassed. They looked at Jiang Wenyi apologetically and quickly introduced: "Mr. Kenneth, this is the credit of Mr. Jiang and his security company, and they have also saved us."

"Oh! Thank you, thank you, I'm very sorry!" Kenneth finally realized.

Jiang Wenyi was not interested in such greetings: "I came to find someone, Mr. Huang from Hong Kong. Where is he? Also, how are your troops arranged here? The situation outside is unknown, and thugs will appear at any time."

After listening to Yoruba's translation, Kenneth hurriedly said, "All the guests have been concentrated in the second-floor restaurant. Fortunately, with the help of several gentlemen and their bodyguards, we have persisted until now. The security guards I hired were only two people left, bastards, I want to fire them all! Oh, Mr. Jiang, will your security company accept temporary employment? As long as the safety of the hotel and guests are guaranteed, I will pay...5 million African francs."

Although the 5 million figure sounds amazing, Jiang Wenyi knows that 5 million African francs are only over 10,000 US dollars. And Frossauya's domestic currency has been inflated so badly that it can have several prices a day, which is not as good as the African francs with relatively stable exchange rates. By the way, Europe and the United States have penetrated quite deeply into the African economy, and even possessed the right to mint coins, and even the name has been used as "francs". Therefore, the independence of Africa's economic independence is still an unattainable dream.

Jiang Wenyi ignored Kenneth's words. For them, whether to make money or not is a trivial matter, the key is to rescue Huang Shifu. If things cannot be done, of course, he will be lucky with Huang Shifu. If he can stay here, it would be nice to treat the hotel as a stronghold.

"Take us up and have a look." Jiang Wenyi ordered.

"Okay, please come with me."

...

When a group of people came to the second floor restaurant, they saw that the tables and chairs of the entire large restaurant had been moved to the wall, and a large group of men and women were sitting in the open space in the middle. Nearly ten gun-carrying people were guarding behind the doors and windows.

When everyone was clearly relieved when they saw that under Kenneth's leadership, more than thirty fully armed Asians suddenly appeared. A shout was heard in the crowd: "Brother Ghost, you are finally here!"
Chapter completed!