Reborn Super Bank System

at this time.

Africa.

South Africa.

Within the tribe.

Wei Song was dying and bound his hands on his back, tied to a wooden stake in a thatched cottage, he was tied with bloody gauze on his legs, he had many wounds on his body, his head was drooping, his feet were floating, and he looked languid.

If there is no ups and downs in the chest.

Show that he is still alive.

Anyone.

He was wounded by a gunshot.

He was also abused.

not dead.

The vitality is already tenacious.He knew that he didn't die now because the other party wanted to sacrifice him. It was nothing more than these two days. The reason was that he killed an important person in this tribe.

but.

He does not regret it.

hatred.

Reported.

He has no regrets.

He was in a daze, as if he saw the figure that made him worried, but unfortunately, the promise of going back to marry her this year can only be fulfilled below, "Little salamander, soon, I will come to you."

"Kang Dang."

A door opened.

Let Wei Song arouse his spirit.

The illusion in the confusion was instantly shattered.

"Is it so fast?"

He did not open his eyes.

Thinking that someone was going to beat him again, but after waiting for a while, only the sound of footsteps came, the rope on his body was untied, his legs were soft, and the two left and right held him up.

Wei Song still closed his eyes.

then.

The other party also lifted his feet up, and walked nearly a hundred meters before leaving the house. He was thrown behind a pickup truck. There was no need to guess the sound of the diesel engine.

The surrounding temperature.

Plus night worms cry.

It can be concluded that this is night.

"Where am I going tonight?" Wei Song was puzzled.

"Boom boom..."

A kick of the accelerator.

The car rushed out.

Six minutes later.

Pickup left the tribe unhindered, and the tribe's peripheral security system contained more than a hundred people. In order not to intensify the conflict, these people did not die, but just passed the anesthesia.

Three hours later.

Will wake up.

Until then.

The car has entered Cape Town long ago.

With almost no monitoring system here, it is almost impossible to find them.At this point, under the efforts of a group of abnormal fighters, the entire operation ended in only forty-five minutes.

...

Capital.

Farmhouse.

The meal is not finished yet.

Pei Yang looked at the time.

An hour has passed since Tang Qing said it, and a minute has passed. Even though only one minute has passed, he still feels like sitting on pins and needles. He wants to pull Tang Qing aside and ask him how he is progressing.

suddenly.

Tang Qing's cell phone rang.

then.

Hmm twice.

Tang Qing handed it to Pei Yang, "Young Master Pei, looking for you, go find a quiet place and say."

Answered the phone.

Pei Yang quickly got up.

Leaving this private room, I came to the yard and hesitated a little: "You...Hello, who are you?" The next moment, on the opposite side, there was a cold answer: "Is it Mr. Pei Yang?"

"Yes... it's me." Pei Yang was nervous.

"Entrusted by Mr. Tang, we helped you rescue the person named Wei Song. Right now, the person is in the car. I want to know what to do next, send it to Cape Town, or arrange for him to return to China."

One listen.

Pei Yang almost jumped up.

One hour.

Is it really done?

"Well, can I talk to him now? I don't know his plan." Pei Yang said hurriedly.

"Well, yes, wait for half a minute, I'll pick it up for you."

"thanks, thanks."

...

In the car.

Wei Song, who pretended to be unconscious, was kicked.

then.

The words in his ear made him almost scream.

"Don't pretend to be dead, get up and listen to the phone."

I rely on.

This is Chinese.

Wei Song suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was already on the road. On the left and right, there were two big black men in ordinary clothes, but they were very burly. Who said the Chinese just now?

Wondering.

One person handed a phone to his ear.

Wei Song was puzzled.

Can be the next moment.

His eyes are almost waiting to come out.

"Hey, hello..."

that...That is Pei Yang's voice.

Wei Song was excited.

Busily said: "Brother Pei, is that you?"

Although his tone was weak, Pei Yang was sure all at once that this was Wei Song, and the stone in his heart was finally put down. These people really rescued Wei Song.

"It's me, it's me, are you all right now?"

Pei Yang cared.

"I'm fine, what's going on?" Wei Song looked at the big black man on the left and right, completely puzzled.

"After knowing that you had an accident, I have been thinking of ways. This time, I found a very powerful person. You don't care about who it is, and don't ask too much. I want them to send you back."

"Brother Pei, I'm causing you trouble."

"What are you talking about, next time, don't be so impulsive, run so far, what have you done to get this tribe to arrest you, you'd better leave South Africa as soon as possible, otherwise, they will definitely not let you go."

"Huh? Didn't negotiate to save me?"

"Negotiating? How did you come out?"

"..."

After listening to the explanation.

now.

Pei Yang was really confused.

In just a few hours, to find people and rescue them, the time relationship is too messy, what Wei Song said, until now, a gunshot has not been heard, and it is not a forceful attack.

"..."

So brain-burning.

It's weird.

How did it happen?

"I don't know this anymore. You tell me first, how did you offend this tribe, don't try to hide it from me now." Unable to figure it out, Pei Yang had to find out more.

Hear the words.

Wei Song hesitated for a moment.

Start to explain.

Finished listening.

Pei Yang was silent.

His childhood sweetheart and Lao Zhangren's family all died in the hands of an important figure in that tribe. He went to Africa to find out the truth, and finally took revenge. Unfortunately, he was finally caught by the bad guys.

wrong.

Finally, he was rescued.

if so.

There is no possibility of mediation and negotiation. Wei Song killed more than 20 people in the family, negotiating without even thinking about it, "Since you have revenge, then go back to your country and don't stay there."

"Brother Pei, if it is not for negotiation, I am afraid that some people I know will be retaliated." Wei Song also heard the clue, Pei Yang didn't know how he came out, he hated himself a bit.

Just now.

Pretend to be dead.

I didn't see anything.

"..."

Pei Yang paused.

Suddenly he said, "Is that gentleman still there?"

Wei Song was wondering.

On the phone, a third person's voice appeared.

"in."

"I want to ask, did you resolve it through negotiation?"

Pei Yang hurriedly asked.

"Of course not, infiltrated and rescued. In order to avoid intensifying conflicts, none of the narcotic bombs we used died, but they will soon be detected and sent for investigation."

"Therefore, I suggest that Mr. Wei Song should leave South Africa as soon as possible. We can arrange transportation for him. Besides, we must not mention this to other people."

Pei Yang suddenly.

Simultaneously.

Also shocked by the abilities of these people.

Anesthesia bomb.

Dare to rush into a tribe with tens of thousands of people to grab people.

In addition to great art masters.

He didn't know how to describe it.