Chapter 619

Old women can't understand me. I speak English. Helen reminded me that only a few of the men and women in the stockade could speak English. Most of them have never been out of the stockade in their life. Helen can speak some local dialect. She sent some potatoes to the old woman, muttered to her for a while, and then told me, "the chief's daughter is not here. She's in the room with your husband. She won't come out until the end of the ceremony."

Helen told me to stand here and not move. She said she was going to find the man who killed her husband. My heart, for Helen pinched a sweat. Although I've only known her for a day, I've built a deep friendship with Helen. I don't want her to be busy, not at all. I pressed Helen's shoulder and asked her softly, "must it be today?"

"I've been waiting for a long time. Today is the best time. " Helen's eyes were firm.

Then I'm even more worried.

"Don't worry, I'll be OK." Then she handed me something to eat. There were a lot of people around the fire. Men, women, children, old people are dancing. They're not jumping around, they're around a man with feathers on his head. This is a strong middle-aged man. He motioned to everyone, muttered something, and a group of people cheered at him, then knelt down, cheered and knelt down. It can be seen that the men and women who danced respected this man very much.

Helen whispered to me, "he's the chief."

The chief didn't come out of the biggest arched house alone. He was followed by a man. The man was just as tall. But the chief looked kind, but he was full of violence. Helen held on to my shoulder so tightly that her nails were almost embedded in my flesh. It hurt. Her eyes flashed indignant eyes: "Yao, it's him, even if this demon, he killed my husband, dismembered him, and threw the body to the vulture to eat."

My heart shook. However, these savage stockaded villages still follow the customs of primitive society, killing people without exception are full of blood.

"Well, he's here. Good, great. " She carried the basket on her back and tried to touch the bomb. I'm in a hurry. I think Helen is in a hurry. I haven't found Lawson yet! Once she throws explosives, everyone present will die, which will harm the innocent. I don't want to hurt the innocent.

"Don't be afraid. Now I won't throw it. "

She reminded me to put the potato basket in a corner and asked me, "where's your gun?"

I point to the pocket.

"Are you a good shot?"

She stopped me. Yes, I can shoot. That's what I learned from Xie Ying's shooting club. But it's all a drill. It can't be true. Now it's a real fight, and it can't be played at all. If I was caught by mistake, I would be dismembered and eaten by vultures, just like Helen's husband. Think about it. My back is freezing.

"You give me the pistol." Helen said that she had hunted with her husband. There are many wild grasslands in South Africa. There are all kinds of animals on the grassland, including lions, wolves, leopards and antelopes. Helen said that she had hunted antelopes“ Listen to me. My gun is more suitable for me. "

I think what she said is reasonable. If she wants to shoot, she has a higher percentage of hits than me. I gave her the pistol. These natives only dance, and no one notices that we have a black pistol in our hand.

Next to the fire, some people would shout and shout. The chief would smile, put his hands together, and murmur. Then he nodded to two women, who went into the largest arched house.

"My, your husband is coming out."

I understand that the so-called bridegroom and bride are going to "appear". My heart immediately became a ball. My husband, my husband, I don't know what it's like to be tortured by these people?