Chapter 489

Bang Bang

The harsh gunfire shattered the tranquility of the evening. In the poor village, several villagers who came home from working in the farmland fell into a pool of blood.

Several pickup trucks converted into combat vehicles roared in and rushed into the village. The armed men on board recklessly shot at the unarmed villagers, including the elderly, women and children. The villagers fled everywhere, but who could escape flying bullets

Among the fleeing crowd, a young couple ran to a forest. The woman held the child, and the man carried a dirty plastic bag in his hand. The plastic bag contained pitifully few cassava, which was the only food in his family. He didn't even forget to run for his life.

In some parts of Africa, food is as important as life.

The young couple were lucky. Several villagers who escaped together were hit by bullets and fell to the ground, but they were all right.

The woods are getting closer and closer.

Bang!

A gun shot, a bullet roared and hit the woman in the thigh. She fell to the ground, and the child fell out of her arms and into the grass.

"Ana!" The man's eyes were red. He grabbed the woman's arm and tried to pull her up from the ground.

"You go! Take care of our children!" The woman shook off the man's hand and gave him a push.

The child cried, and the sound was heartbreaking.

Whew, whew

Several bullets roared and hit the ground around women and men, splashing mud. A fragment of a stone pierced the man's cheek and immediately bled.

An armed man caught up and replaced the clip while running.

"Run!" The woman roared.

"Ah!" The man let out a cry of despair and anger, picked up the child and ran into the woods.

The armed man who came after changed the cartridge clip, raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the young man's back, and then pulled the trigger. With a gunshot, a flower of blood burst on the young man's shoulder, but he didn't fall down and plunged into the dense forest

This happened three days ago in a village called duomu, about 30 kilometers away from the black horn tribe.

The young man who was shot in the shoulder was not dead. He narrowly escaped, crossed the mountains with his child and came to the black horn tribe. His wife was a member of the black horn tribe. It was his father who let him marry a woman of the black horn tribe with two cows as a dowry.

The escaped youth is called cement road. His father's greatest wish is to have a cement road pass in front of his house, so he named him when he was born. His father failed to escape and died at the gunpoint of the armed men.

In a low room, Ning Tao listened to the story of the eagle chief, and then came to the side of the cement road lying on the bed to awaken the state of looking and smelling the eyes and nose, and diagnose the condition of the cement road.

The condition of the cement road was very bad. The wound was festering and smelled of decay. His face was black and white, and his eyes were loose. It was a symptom of excessive blood loss. But he was also lucky. The bullet broke his shoulder blade and penetrated his shoulder. It didn't stay in his body, otherwise he wouldn't survive for three days.

The witch doctor in the tribe gave him herbs and some feces, which not only didn't help him, but exacerbated the infection of the wound.

Ning Tao soon had a judgment. In the current situation of cement road, if he was sent to the hospital, the doctor could only cut off his arm and part of his shoulder, and then let him obey his fate.

"Chief eagle, I've probably figured it out. Leave this man to me and I'll cure him." Ning Tao said in English.

The eagle chief bowed deeply to Ning Tao, with awe in his eyes. "Dear Dr. Ning, thank you for your kindness."

He was originally called "God", but Ning Tao corrected him and only asked him to call Dr. Ning.

Bai Jing said aloud, "brother-in-law, I think this person is suitable. Just him."

Ning Tao nodded and said to chief eagle, "chief eagle, you tell this patient that I am willing to cure him, and I am willing to help him save his wife. I can even help him rebuild their village, but I have one condition, that is, he must do something himself."

"Do these things yourself?" Eagle chief surprised tunnel "Dear Dr. Ning, you can also see that he is very weak in bed now. Even walking is a problem. How can he save his wife? You don't know what kind of armed organization it is. They are all rebels. They slaughtered duomu village for their land. There are diamonds in the underground of that village. Those villagers who are still alive have become their enemies now Slaves, dig diamonds for them. The place is guarded by the army. He... How to save his wife and the villagers? "

Ning Tao smiled. "Don't worry about it. China charity will help him finish it."

"China Charity company? So it is. I see." The eagle chief's face suddenly smiled, "I'll tell him that he will agree. He is really a lucky guy. He escaped from the hand of death and was blessed by our patron saint."

Ning Tao was too lazy to correct. He reached out and grabbed the wrist of cement road and injected some special spiritual power into cement road's body, but only alleviated his pain and helped him restore some vitality. If he wants treatment, he can cure the cement road now, but then he can't earn anything.

The situation of the cement road soon improved. His face was bloody and his eyes were a little energetic. He opened his mouth and muttered something. His eyes also looked at Ning Tao, as well as Bai Jing and Qing Zhui standing behind Ning Tao. There was a little tension and confusion in his eyes. His wound worsened and he lost blood. He was always in a state of unconsciousness. When Ning Tao, qingzhui and Bai Jing came, he didn't know, let alone what Ning Tao talked to the chief eagle.

The eagle chief told Ning Tao's words to the cement road in Bantu. With the eagle chief's words, the reaction of the cement road also changed greatly. He looked at Ning Tao, tears in his eyes, and nodded his head vigorously to agree.

Ning Tao smiled and said, "now try if you can get out of bed and walk around. We need you to lead the way."

The eagle chief translated Ning Tao's words to the cement road. The cement road struggled to get up from the bed, and then got out of bed to walk. He still looks a little weak, but he has no problem walking.

Bai Jing pointed to a plate on the table, which contained a boiled cassava. She said, "cement road, can you sell me that cassava?"

The eagle chief continued to act as an interpreter.

The cement road waved hurriedly, "no, no, no, you are my most distinguished friends. I'll treat you to dinner without money."

Bai Jing asked, "do you have money to rebuild your village? Do you have money to buy food for your villagers?"

In the chief eagle's translation, the cement road was stunned and didn't know what to do.

Bai Jing then said, "your sweet potato is unique. I'll pay $5 million for your sweet potato. You take the money to rebuild your village. Will you?"

This is the essence of Bai Jing's "charity plan". She represents the China Charity company, but in the charity plan, it is not the China Charity company that does charity, but the selected Gold patients do charity. Charity requires money, so there is such an exaggerated five million to buy a sweet potato. Gold patients make money by selling sweet potatoes, and then take the money to do good deeds and get good deeds, and then go to the clinic in exchange for health.

When the cement road understood, he fell down on his knees and choked, "thank you, thank you... Please save my wife and the villagers..."

At dusk.

Four people were walking in a wilderness. The withered and yellow weeds without water extended forward and had no vitality. The young black man at the front of the line was shaky, with dry lips and seemed to fall down at any time.

The black youth is the cement road. Ning Tao's special spiritual power has helped him recover some physical strength and restrained the deterioration of his condition, but he is a patient after all. He is supported by his will all the way, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.

"He looks so hard. Brother Ning, why don't you bring the Tiandao battery car and take him back." Qingzhui said that she sympathized with the cement road.

Ning Tao said, "no, his persistence and persistence will move heaven, and he will get more good deeds and virtues. There is a steelyard in this world, and the more you pay, the more you will get in return. Every step he takes now is the persistence of good thoughts, and he will get in return."

Qingzhui said, "so it is. Then I don't care about him. Let him take us back like this."

As soon as her voice fell, the cement road stumbled and fell down. The three people here just looked at him and didn't help him up.

The cement road poured a mouthful of water into his mouth, took a few breaths, and then struggled to get up and walked forward shakily.

Bai Jing said, "when we get to his village, do we start without saying a word, or do you say something first?"

"Say something?" Ning Tao couldn't help laughing. "You think you're making a movie. The party representing justice always appeals for the crimes of the bad guys before the war?"

Bai Jing gave Ning Tao a white eye. "You're a man in the family. I'll follow your lead. I'll do it with you as you say. Aren't you afraid of my sadness if you say such sarcastic words?"

Ning Tao said, "well, in a word, just do it directly."

Bai Jing nodded. "OK, listen to you. We don't want any foreplay. We'll do it directly."

Ning Tao's lips moved and didn't say a word.

The young black people in front of them walked unsteadily and hard, but behind them there was a smell of foul language and hormones.

What a world!.