The voices of disappointment on the hill came and went, and the sorcerer of the Lotstrem tribe, who had tried his best to pray for rain to the heavens, had a sad face, but his mouth was still chanting.

Probably hoping that God would open his eyes and reward a little rain to let the tribe survive this difficult time.

But even the last prayer was still unanswered.

The hearts of the people of Lotterm were like falling into the abyss, the wizards were busy in vain, and the tribe failed to come out on top.

The leader of the Takira tribe glanced at the small tribe that was collectively depressed, and said indifferently: "The Lotters have failed. ”

Although the Lotstrem tribe won the first priority to play, it was not a stepping stone pushed by other tribes.

I'm afraid that the tribal leaders knew that if the wizards were really that useful, there would be no war on the continent, and everyone would just compete with each other in witchcraft, and there would be no famine.

"Let's go as planned! Luckily we have enough wizards, and one will always pray for rain, and the second, the Sithra!"

The female leader of the Nighthawk tribe looked at a corner of the scaffolding steel pipe shed.

The leaders of the small tribes can only stay in the corners of the edges, and the stronger the tribes, the closer to the center.

And in the middle position, it is the Chinese, who makes the strong peacekeeping force the most powerful force in this area?!

Even if it is an outsider, but at this moment, many tribes do not regard the Chinese people as outsiders, such a large "tribe" is just in front of them, and there are guns and guns, cannons and cannons, and armored vehicles, are you so blind? !

As for the Somali government, not everyone will be able to bird them, at best it is just a big warlord occupying Mogadishu, and when the government order is issued to the local government, whether the local tyrants and gentry will obey it depends entirely on the mood.

It is because of this division of forces, reluctantly forming a loose alliance, in order to maintain the existence of the Somali Republic, these large and small armed forces are barely standing together, but there are still many contradictions between each other, such as Papagana and Durunu began to tear each other apart, and there will be no mercy.

The leader of the Sithra tribe waved his staff outside, and the tribal shaman, who had been preparing for a long time, strode up the earthen platform and began his ritual of praying for rain.

Sprinkled with colorful powder, red, yellow, blue, white, purple, flying all over the sky, blown by the wind, the whole earthen platform was filled with dust.

These blacks are not afraid to go too far, and they will make a flash explosion and kill the wizard himself.

Inside the flying powder, the figures swayed, and the long staff strung with feathers rotated endlessly, whining and roaring for a long time, and the dust finally dispersed or fell, making the earth platform floor more colorful.

At this moment, a dozen young and strong black men jumped onto the earthen platform, still holding daggers in their hands, and surrounded the wizard before them, and they raised their hands in the air and screamed.

When Luan Zhengwei, Li Feng and the others had not yet figured out the situation, those black men suddenly waved their daggers and slashed at their chests fiercely.

In the next second, blood gushed out from the wound, and in the blink of an eye, his chest became bloody.

"Are these people crazy?"

Li Feng showed a shocked look, this was self-harm.

With the level of medical care and hygiene of the indigenous tribes, the probability of wound infection is not low.

"Ask what's going on?"

Luan Zhengwei asked the interpreter next to him to pass the word, and after a while, he asked the reason.

It's a sacrifice, and it's a relatively civilized one.

If, according to the ancient tradition, prisoners or death row prisoners, or even willing living people should be sacrificed in public, the scene would be even more cruel and bloody.

"Sacrifice with the living!"

Li Feng's whole body was cold, which was too barbaric.

"Don't panic! Those people are watching us. ”

Luan Zhengwei's expression was calm, and the leaders of the nearby tribes were secretly looking at them.

If they show timidity at this time, these guys will immediately lower the status of the Chinese people in their hearts, and the corresponding attitude will change immediately, and there will be no respect for the past.

Translator Lin Huan was surprised: "This is a temptation?

No wonder when I asked before, the other party's attitude was a little strange.

"Ordinary black people often don't have an IQ online, have little knowledge, and don't have much culture, but the upper echelons of these tribes are rarely stupid, they have iPhones, iPads, computers, large-screen HDTVs, satellite phones, know Wall Street, know Tiananmen, know the Champs-Élysées, Gucci, LV, Omega, McDonald's, and have the ability to send their sons to study abroad. ”

With his experience in dealing with those indigenous tribes many times, Luan Zhengwei has never underestimated these tribal leaders, wizards and elders, who are completely different from those ordinary black people and closer to modern society.

Even in China, there are many descendants of heirs from indigenous tribes in Africa.

There will be many of them who bring their arrogance in their hometown, all kinds of sleeping girls, eating, drinking, and having fun, and they will not take the Chinese people in their eyes at all, and they will regard the Chinese people as slaves at all, taking everything for granted, beating and scolding and oppressing at every turn, and as for their studies, they have never cared at all.

Because of the low tuition fees in Huaxia, as well as various subsidies and preferential treatment, various study companions, and various inverted subsidies, even poor tribes with only 100 people can send people to study.

So the blacks all over Africa can't wait to go to China, tear up their passports, live or die, and casually, the Chinese get out, and then treat this country as their own, they will really do this.

But when the little black princes who had studied abroad returned to Africa, they faced competition with their classmates.

The job of a tribal leader is not easy to do, and it is often possible to see that the two leaders who led their respective tribes to fight each other to the death were actually classmates, and they were like brothers when they were in school, but when they arrived on the battlefield, they were enemies who had to fight to the death.

Hearing Luan Zhengwei's words, the rest of the people felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

The fact that these indigenous tribes have survived to the present day may also have their own unusual features that should not be easily underestimated.

No matter how much you look down on these black uncles, you can't let your guard down at any time.

On the earthen platform, which was already colorful, there was a little more blood at this moment.

By the time the wizard on the stage finished his ritual of praying for rain, the young men with blood dripping in front of them were already shaky, their faces turned yellow, and they could hardly hold on.

After all, the wound is deep and long, and the blood comes out like no money, and a lot of blood loss is unbearable even if it is beaten with iron.

Compared with before, there are only a few more clouds in the sky, and they are still loosely scattered, and it is impossible to form a thick cumulonimbus cloud.

But after the earthen platform was stained with a layer of blood, the indigenous tribes became more fanatical.

The third one on the stage was the big tribe, the sorceress of the Night Eagle tribe, who was simply naked, painted countless unfathomable runes with white oil paint, and then stood on the earth platform shaking and shaking and jumping.

The Chinese people couldn't hold on any longer, and directly covered their eyes, with such a figure, they even threw it to fly, it was just spicy eyes.

Help! Hurry, I'm going to be blind!

And then a burly black man came up, with distinct muscles, and even a donkey-sized cargo, who hugged the wizard when he came to the stage.

The two of them started a shameless operation, and they shouted and screamed, which directly pushed the atmosphere of the scene to Gao Chao.

Off-the-scenes, there were also many black men and women, who took off their clothes and worked in a mess, even not only men and women, but also men and women.

The female warriors of the Night Eagle tribe were especially bold, and at this time, they even targeted the men of other tribes, and directly pounced on them, started hand-to-hand combat, and exchanged guns without killing!

For the Tuhei, this is a sacred xxoo sacrifice, which is not unique to Africans, there are Indian Asan and Dongying, and the movie "Anyara" also has similar religious practices, which is a very primitive fertility worship.

For the Huaxia, this is critical damage, +1, +1, +1, +1...... I can't live this day.

"Damn!What is this?!"

The leader of the big devil Li was stunned, you black uncle and black aunt are really good at playing, you are not afraid of polluting the children, labor and management want to get out of the car, driver, stop quickly!

He really wanted to take a sword and slash this pair of immoral dog men and women, as well as those shameless guys nearby, all 404.

This ** event lasted for more than half an hour, and the fierce movements of the two stopped as the witch and the black man on the earth platform screamed in unison.

Around the audience, some have already finished their work, and some are still fighting hard......

The most powerful thing was that it took more than an hour to do it, and he didn't even have the intention of stopping, this was no longer a person, but an animal.

"Look, sky!~"

The sorceress was still stained with the liquid of the mystery, and most of the white patterns had been blurred, pointing to the sky.

Out of nowhere, a large cloud drifted out, larger than the clouds I had seen before.

There was a burst of cheers on the hill, and it was common sense that there would be clouds and rain.

The more and thicker the clouds, the more likely it is to rain, exactly what all tribes struggle for.

The cheers reached from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

This is a good sign.

"Well done, Anya!~"

The female leader of the Nighthawk tribe let out a long howl as she held her scepter aloft.

The burly black man had a lot of strength, and immediately lifted the witch up, cheering one after another.

"It's our turn, bring the offerings!"

The leader of the Tagoma tribe shouted.

A sturdy cow was brought out.

"Brudo, what are you?!"

Among African tribes, cattle mean the most valuable and strong property, and seeing the Tagoma tribe bring so many cattle to the earthen platform at once, the leader of the Takira tribe, who had always looked at each other's displeasure, was a little incredulous.

Is this still the stingy Brudo?

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