"No, he's not dead......" A wave of shame spread from Webb's crotch, and the guy was so frightened that he was incontinent.

"Where?" Ye Fan's face changed slightly, Antonio really didn't die!

"In ...... He went...... Cannibal tribes ......" Webber shuddered as he told the whereabouts of the Indians.

Cannibals?

Ye Fan's heart jumped, and at this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound from the distant earth, and the jungle shook endlessly, and it was obvious that there were repeated explosions!

"Ah San!"

Ye Fan instantly understood what was going on, it was Antonio! It must be Antonio who was flying a plane to bomb the cannibal tribe, turning back and taking revenge frantically!

"It's time for you to meet your old friend Fernandis!"

kicked at Webb's chest, Ye Fan didn't look at him, turned around and disappeared over the jungle!

The moment he fell more than 30 meters from the treetops, Webb's heart had been shattered into eight petals, and this big drug lord in Colombia could not escape a good death after all.

The cannibal tribe turned into a sea of fire, the smoke billowed out, no one survived, and a thick column of black smoke rose from the valley of red dust, and the whole valley was like an erupting volcano, pouring fire and black smoke into the sky!

The thousand-year-old red dust vines were destroyed in one fell swoop, accelerating the combustion, the smoke obscured the sunlight, and the tragic roar of the prison cow came out one after another, until it gradually faded until it could no longer be heard.

The helicopter hovered far in the air between the tribal camp and the valley, and Antonio's gloomy face showed a bit of happiness, which could be regarded as avenging himself and Master Kaya!

A whole ton and a half ** were all thrown into these two places, especially the valley where thousands of feet of red dust grow, almost filled with collapsed rubble! Antonio knew that he could not get the Asian agency of fairy grass again, he couldn't get it, and no one else wanted to make this money!

This trick of drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle and cutting off children and grandchildren will completely cut off everyone's thoughts!

The only thing that disappointed Antonio was that during the bombing of the cannibal tribe, he didn't find any trace of Paris, nor did he see the few Chinese people, maybe they had already left.

"It's time to go back!" Antonio motioned for the driver next to him to get out of here and meet up with Fernandez.

He had just heard a few explosions, and guessed that Fernandez and Webb might have found Paris and his party, or they might have succeeded, and Antonio was eager to find out.

The pilot nodded, and was about to drive the plane away, when there was a muffled sound under the belly, and the helicopter suddenly sank for no reason, as if it was pulled into the abyss by an invisible hand, and it fell straight for nearly a thousand meters in a few seconds!

"Di Di-"

A piercing screech echoed through the cabin, all the instruments were screaming wildly, and the hands were bursting and flickering.

"What's going on?" Antonio didn't know how to fly an airplane, and he saw the anomaly.

"The instrument is out of control, and the communication is abnormal...... The plane, the plane is going to crash!" The pilot's eyes were full of horror, he had never encountered such a situation, and with the rapid fall, the whole plane was out of control, and not a single button could still be used.

"What......" Antonio finally realized that in the cannibal tribal area, all electronic communication instruments could not be used, and they had maintained a height of several thousand meters before putting **, just to prevent this, but I didn't expect an accident to occur in the end.

Once the communication fails, the most direct consequence is the crash, Antonio did not want to wait for death, suddenly jumped up and shouted: "I want to parachute!

"It's too late! just jump!" A few kilometers is a blink of an eye, and what kind of parachute bag is on his back, the pilot opens the window and jumps off the plane frantically!

Antonio stretched out his head to look down, the ground was crazy approaching in front of him, the smoke in the valley had rushed into his nose, at this time jumping is death, not jumping is death, cold sweat all over his body soaked his shirt, the whole person was almost on the verge of collapse!

"What are you waiting for?" suddenly stuck out a head from the helicopter and smiled weirdly at Antonio!

Seeing this face, Antonio lost his voice and shouted: "It's you!? Huaxia Ye ......"

"That's right, go down and bury the prisoner cow! Ruined my thousands of feet of red dust, you can also be counted as earning!" After saying this, Ye Fan's figure suddenly disappeared under the belly of the helicopter, and beside the cliff of Wanzhang Hongchen Mountain, there was an arrogant figure in an instant, watching the helicopter fall from the sky with an indifferent expression.

The helicopter passed by his line of sight, and under the belly of the plane, a huge stone was firmly attached to it.

Magnet!

Antonio and his plane crashed into a smoke-filled valley with a bang that shattered into fragments along with the disintegrating helicopter.

Looking at this valley after the disaster, Ye Fan's eyes showed a deep complexity, remorse? There is a little, but more is just helplessness......

This sea of red dust was subsumed into the dust, and the prison cow was also killed in the ** weapon made by humans, and this southern gourmet human tribe completely disappeared from the earth......

Even if you have the ability to be almost a god, you can't escape the calculations of the most sinister ordinary people!

Looking over the cliff, a small piece of red dust vines rooted in the mountain wall made Ye Fan's eyes brighten, through the thick smoke, he floated down on the opposite cliff, and carefully dug up this piece of red dust with soil and stones, and put it in the storage bracelet.

Maybe one day in the future, somewhere in the world, the unique scenery of this red ocean can be reproduced......

The cannibal tribe was shrouded in a sea of gunsmoke and fire, standing under a Qilao fruit tree, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and picked a few bunches of poisonous fruits, convinced that there was no living person here, leaving a sigh, and the figure quietly disappeared......

Fujiwara Hideki collapsed deep in the rainforest, his legs had been broken together, and his body was covered with blood marks from tree branches.

Compared with other people's fate, Fujiwara Hideki is really grateful, and secretly feels that although he has been hit by many disasters, he can still escape all the disasters by luck, and the blessing is really not shallow.

The root cause of all this is attributed to Ye Fan, the hateful Chinese and the fateful enemy of the Fujiwara family!

Reaching out for the mobile phone in his arms, Fujiwara Hideki dialed Fujiwara Masanobu with his blood-stained fingers.

"Masanobu, I'm ...... in the Amazon jungle" Although he is alive, Fujiwara Hideki is already weak and angry.

Not to mention being seriously injured, the chaotic battle with a few perverted European and American men last night had already exhausted his energy and physical strength.

"Elder Hideki, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Fujiwara Hideki's faint voice, Fujiwara Masanobu immediately realized that something had happened to him.

"Listen to me, Faith, and you ...... at once Lead someone to kill those Chinese women!" Fujiwara Hideki commanded in a low voice: "Leave no one!"

"Hey, I'll do it right away!" Fujiwara Masanobu received the order without the slightest hesitation. He had been monitoring Lu Qingyu's group at the hotel, quietly waiting for the elder's instructions.

"Also, find a helicopter to pick me up...... I'm ......"

As soon as Fujiwara Hideki said this, a cold and hard voice sounded behind him: "No need to call the plane, I'll send you by rocket!"

Stunned for a moment, Fujiwara Hideki mustered all his strength, and yelled desperately at the mobile phone with a red face: "Quick, go kill them!"