To distinguish the identity of a black African, it is often only necessary to look at his body shape.

As long as it is a big belly, fat head and big ears, and a few big rings on his hands, basically the big people have not run away, no wonder some tribesmen regard fat as beauty and obesity as a symbol of power and wealth.

Compared with Burkina Faso's fat minister Nuwaru Sien, this Langton with a group of subordinates, with a faint bloody smell on his body, is obviously not a good type.

Li Bai didn't care, he could even suppress a terrifying existence like an evil god outside the sky, what heinous bad guys would he be afraid of?

Leaning back on the soft chaise longue in a position where he felt comfortable, the fat black man Langton looked at the ceiling and said, "Lee, can I call you a wizard?" ”

Li Bai lit an Indian sandalwood tower, pulled over a chair, sat down on Langton's recliner, and said: "Whether it is a doctor or a sorcerer, except for the name, the purpose of both is the same, both are to relieve people's pain and doubts. ”

"Do you know what it's like to kill?"

Langton, the fat black man, looked at the ceiling, as if he was remembering something.

"Oh!

Li Bai nodded noncommittally.

"Do you really know?"

Langton looked at Li Bai incredulously.

The reason why he asked this Chinese wizard for a "confession" was on the one hand to confide in the long-standing depression in his heart, and on the other hand, because the two sides would not have any intersection before and after, even if he said something that he shouldn't say, it didn't matter.

Li Bai said indifferently: "The first time you kill someone, you often substitute yourself for the deceased, you are emotionally unstable, nausea and vomiting, your hands and feet are cold, you are flustered and dizzy, and you will even have nightmares for many days, and you can't forget the last expression and reaction of the victim before death, and then the second and third will gradually get used to it." ”

It was obviously a bland direct statement, but it made Langton inexplicably creepy, and he reflexively wanted to touch the pistol on his body, but he didn't touch anything.

None of the participants in the Central African Joint Resource Development Conference were allowed to carry firearms, but the spears and leaf shields in the hands of the African tribal warriors were played in the name of crafts.

"How do you know?"

The black fat man Langton was dumbfounded.

Decades later, he still remembers the first person he killed with his own hands, a woman with a child, completely without any ability to resist, allowing the butcher's knife to slash through his neck, still holding his child tightly when he was dying.

In the end, the child's head was chopped off by him, just for a piece of dry coarse wheat bread.

Li Bai said leisurely: "I have also killed people, and I have killed a lot!"

Didn't you say that you were a good doctor? Why did you become a murderer again, the black fat man looked sluggish, I don't read much, don't lie to me!

He asked blankly, "How many?"

"Well, it's not too much, just a dozen or two hundred thousand!"

Li Bai recalled that people from the other world called him the devil, but he was not wronged at all.

"Haha, this joke is really funny, wizard, you have such a humor. ”

Langton burst out laughing, shaking his head as he laughed.

If you really killed so many people, how could you be a doctor here in peace.

"Hah, you should take it as a joke!"

Li Bai shrugged his shoulders, there was no need to explain at all.

The laughter gradually stopped, the black fat man's expression became a little lonely, he leaned back on the recliner, sighed, and said, "I'm tired!"

"Because you did a lot of bad things?"

Li Bai's tone was like that of Langton's old friend, making him unconsciously let down all his guard.

"Yes, murder, robbery, rape, deception, all kinds of evil, my hands are covered with blood, so bad, so bad that even the gods curse me. ”

Langton looked at his charred hands, couldn't help but cry, choked up, and said, "I just want to live! ”

"Then tell me about you!"

Li Bai didn't use any hypnotic means, just chatted with this fat black man who cried like a child with a normal attitude.

"Can I trust you, Wizard!"

Langton hesitated, knowing the depth of his sin, and wondering how many people would be eager to skin him, eat his flesh, and tie him to the fire and burn him to ashes.

The last Christian priest to be asked if he could be trusted was swept to pieces with a machine gun and then devoured by a fierce dog.

As a threat to the president, Langton Hockville is a very dangerous guy.

"Absolutely!"

Li Bai's fingers were crossed, and his thumbs were against each other, and they were placed on his knees together.

It's a suggestive gesture that sends a signal to listen.

"I am a poor child born in the province of Maniema, I haven't been back for a long time, and I have only one image of my hometown, and that is poor ......"

The black fat man Langton seemed to have entered some kind of subconscious state, his eyes were out of focus, and he muttered about his mental journey.

From teenagers to young adults, until now, from the first time he started to kill, he gradually became like a mustard for human life, because he seized several opportunities and achieved a generation of heroes.

I don't know why, the black fat man Langton was extremely relaxed here with Li Bai, his heart was empty, and he unconsciously opened the chatterbox, knowing everything and saying everything.

What can be said and what cannot be said are said unconsciously.

The room finally fell silent, and Langton lay on the recliner, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes.

Suddenly, the door to the exam room was pushed open.

"Commander!"

The black man who pushed the door in suddenly shuddered, and there was no movement in the examination room, and he thought that Commander Langton had an accident.

But when he opened the door, he saw the wizard sitting beside him, and the commander lying unharmed on the chaise longue, as if he had just been disturbed by his own reckless actions.

Thinking of Commander Elanton's terrible temper, none of the offending people would end well, and the black man who opened the door gradually crawled with fear on his face, and he couldn't help but tremble.

He saw the angry look in the commander's eyes, and if there was a gun by his side, he would definitely kill himself without hesitation.

Dead!

A few soybean-sized pieces of cold sweat slipped from the door of the faithful hand's head, and the blacks outside the door looked at each other in the same way, their hearts filled with fear.

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

Langton Hawkville did not become as angry as usual, ordering this blind fool to commit suicide, or when he returned home, he still maintained a quiet and peaceful state of mind.

He quickly realized that he had actually obtained the peace he had dreamed of in the past, and immediately turned his head to look at Li Bai, a smile appeared on his face, and said sincerely: "Master Wizard, from now on, you will be my best friend in Langton Hockville. ”

After speaking, he took off a ring from his hand, handed it to Li Bai, and said: "Please accept this small gift, if you have the opportunity to come to Congo, just report my name, and you will get the warmest reception." ”

"Mr. Langton, it is a pleasure to clear up your confusion, the doctor is always the patient's best friend. ”

Li Bai smiled and took the ring, it was a silver-white ring that looked a bit like a thimble, without inlaid gemstones, the texture was either silver or platinum, of course, with the unique urine properties of the black uncles, it could also be stainless steel.

He has discovered that the leader of the Congolese warlord is not only a murderous tyrant, but also a wretched wretched creature whose war and poverty have forced him to lose himself in killing and greed for money.

Poor people must have something to hate, and hateful people also have pitiful, this black fat man has opened all his secrets to Li Bai, he is not just a warlord oligarch who runs a drug cultivation estate and a well-equipped private army, but also the downline of a mysterious force, and often has to do something involuntarily.

"Okay, you guys have worked hard, let's go!"

"You've worked hard, it's time for us to go. ”

Seeing that the commander did not pursue his recklessness, and realized that he had narrowly escaped with his life, the black man's subordinate breathed a long sigh of relief, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

The others outside the door were equally happy.

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