Chapter 1298

Within the tribe.

Listen to the bad news.

The patriarch's mood.

It's like eating shit.

---Heart plug.

The most depressing thing for him is that he doesn't know who did it. If they can't find any clues in a day, they sweep their tails, and they want to check it, it's even more difficult.

Who is it?

Who is it?

。。。

His brain is hurting.

I didn't even think about it.

"Patriarch, I don't think it's possible for them to leave through the airport, especially Wei Song. His visa has expired. If they go to the airport, they will be arrested by the Immigration Bureau first."

Soon.

There's a good one from my men... Special bad news.

If you walk in the air.

Just block the airport.

But on land.

In all directions of Cape Town, it may be the way to escape. In the vast traffic, it's hard to find a car with Weisong. He's the patriarch, not the president. People at the city inspection office also said there was little hope.

Now.

The only clue.

Only the blood test.

However, the blocking of the airport has not been relaxed. The patriarch knows that those people in the immigration bureau are not good birds either. If they collect money from others, it is not impossible for them to go through temporary procedures.

。。。

Cape Town.

Outside the city.

On the pickup.

The wound on Weisong's body has been treated simply. After binding, he has changed his clean clothes. Seeing that he is getting closer to the checkpoint, Weisong is a little nervous wrapped in a headscarf.

"Will it be all right?"

That tribe.

has a large number of eyeliner in Cape Town.

"It doesn't matter. Cover it." Said the Black Warrior lightly.

Wei Song had to cover himself with thin blankets. In fact, he could not make complaints about it. If the person on the level wanted to find someone, he would just cover it up, which was insulting people's intelligence quotient.

Soon.

As the car passed the checkpoint.

Straight into gate four.

"What's in the car?" A black policeman came up.

Another cut.

It's two cops checking it. Here, there's only one.

"A little produce."

"Agricultural products? Take a look. "

"Good."

Hear that.

Wei song was shocked.

Your reason is to have a thorough wave! Just when he was so tense that he thought the other side would lift the blanket and look at it, he heard only one sentence: "well, it's really agricultural products. You can go."

“。。。”

Feel the car moving forward.

Yu Song and Meng Bi.

What's up?

Oboe?

No.

It should be money. Yes, for sure, the South African police, as long as they give money, everything can be done. All of a sudden, he put down his mind, money can connect God and more channels.

Inspection port 4.

After a few minutes.

A chubby black policeman came over with his stomach covered, and said with a bitter face, "I just don't know what happened. Suddenly I had a tummy. I didn't eat anything last night."

"Do you want to see a doctor?"

"no, I'll find the Chinese first. Fifty thousand dollars! Continue to check. "

The fat cop said.

He was alive again and began to check the passing vehicles one by one. It's dark and there are few cars. If it's daytime, I don't dare to do it at all. Otherwise, I'll block it up into sausage, which is to curse people.

That is to say.

They have less than an hour and a half to set up their cards.

Originally.

Weisong can be sent to the city at daybreak, but the command room pursues efficiency. In addition, there are soldiers on duty at the checkpoint tonight. Naturally, there is no need to delay until daybreak.

As planned.

An hour later.

Two people have to get on the plane.

。。。

After entering the city.

A corner.

The pickup changed to a car.

"When shall we leave town?" In the car, Wei Song asked.

"Out of town? What are you doing? "

"Leave South Africa."

Of course, Weisong said, airplanes can't make it. If he wants to leave, he can only go by sea except by land. But that tribe is the biggest snake head here. Where can he go.

Only by land.

"In an hour, you and Jiang Wan will take a plane and leave here. The next stop is Maputo, the capital of Mozambique. Your injury will be treated further there."

"What? I can't fly. " Cried Wei Song.

Isn't this a fiddle?

We can find him.

Can't find out he can't leave the country? Just going to the South African immigration office to make up the formalities will have to be delayed for many days. If not, he will be arrested and locked up for the reason of black households.

That's it.

"Mr. Wei Song, our arrangement is free and thoughtful."

The soldiers didn't say much.

Say a lot.

It's better to do more.

As soon as Wei Song heard this, he had to shut up. They all put him out and doubted his ability. It's really not right. I just hope that these people really have a comprehensive plan to let them out.

Ten minutes later.

The car drove into the yard of a factory.

"Click click" ~ "

the huge rolling shutter door of the plant rises.

Once in.

Wei Song saw Jiang Wan sitting in a chair inside. It seemed that he was still a little embarrassed. Think about it, this place is very remote, surrounded by strong black men.

"Brother song."

See Wei Song.

Jiang Wan's face was happy and rushed to him. He kept his hand like a pair of pliers. Wei Song continued to sob. Wei song was a little embarrassed. "Then, Xiao Wan, let go first. It's important."

Yuan Wan blushed.

Think of a lot of people around you. Let go.

"Well, next, I need you both to follow the arrangement. It's 45 minutes to take off from the plane I booked for you. Here is your new passport."

The soldier handed in two notebooks.

They took it.

Open it.

Suddenly, his face was wonderful, and he looked up at the black soldiers with a strange look.

I heard that.

In the eyes of foreigners.

The Chinese are all similar.

But you are too skinny. Take a passport that is not his passport at all and let him go to South Africa border inspection. Do you think those people are blind? He looked at Jiang Wan by the way, but it wasn't her at all.

The color of the hair is different.

"Come here, sit down."

At this point.

Two black men brought two chairs.

After Wei Song and Jiang Wan sat down incomprehensibly, the big man behind pushed over a small flatbed car. Seeing the above things, they suddenly thought of a word - Yi Rong. There are only two masks on the table.

"Gollum."

You still play high tech?

"This is our passport specially made for these two masks, or it can be said that it is made for passports. Put it on, you can leave South Africa later, and I will go with you."

Finish.

It's not for the two to agree.

They began to 'install'.

Very fast.

This is an integrated product.

Put it on directly and make a little technical fine adjustment, it will be seamless. This special silicone material is light in weight and full in texture. Unless the magnifying glass is used, it can't be seen as a mask by the naked eye.

As for the cost of materials.

Very low.

Less than ten yuan.

But the equipment that can produce it, in order to develop it, has spent at least 20 billion yuan. Tang Qing doesn't like to cosmetic the soldiers. Therefore, this kind of equipment is listed in the key research and development plan.

But five minutes.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

The two men were completely speechless.