Chapter 73 35, Problems arise

Before Song Wenbin could pay more attention to the unfortunate diesel engine, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard wall, and the chaotic sounds of many people came from far to near.

The three of them looked at each other and could see the uneasiness on each other's faces. It seemed that their whereabouts had been exposed.

Without enough time to say anything, Song Wenbin hurriedly walked outside the courtyard wall. Huo Yu and Sutina also followed behind him, trying to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

However, as soon as they reached the big iron gate, a black man ran quickly from outside the courtyard holding a torch. He rushed to the iron gate in three steps and two steps, pointed at the three people inside the iron gate and screamed.

More people heard the shouts, and more torches and black people rushed over from all directions.

Huo Yu quickly stood up and stopped in front of Song Wenbin, but Song Wenbin immediately pulled her down and stared at her: "Don't talk!"

Su Tina also pulled Huo Yu and whispered: "Let Brother Song handle it."

Although Huo Yu was unwilling to give in, he had no choice but to shut up at this time and silently look at the black people who quickly surrounded him.

More than a dozen male black men surrounded them. Some of them were fully armed, carrying bows and arrows and holding long sticks, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Among them, two unlucky guys with water dripping from their bodies saw them hiding.

Huo Yu, who was behind Song Wenbin, pointed at her and shouted loudly.

Song Wenbin's frank and determined attitude softened the uncle's excited look.

Huo Yu glanced at the black man next to him and had to close his mouth, biting his lower lip in annoyance.

The black uncle didn't get used to it, so he opened his arms from left to right and rewarded each of them with a big cock fight. The two black men who had been beaten covered their faces and did not dare to speak.

Song Wenbin took a deep breath and sighed helplessly: "Because it was too dark, we couldn't see anything. We just happened to walk here and saw a generator, so we wanted to try to start the generator to get some lighting."

After getting the signal, he directly entered WeChat, found the director, and made a WeChat call.

Song Wenbin said, "But I need to make a few calls."

Song Wenbin nodded: "I am Chinese, and Chinese people are born to solve problems, as long as you return your mobile phone to us."

Song Wenbin looked at the aggrieved Huo Yu and said calmly: "I'm sorry, sir. According to what we saw with our own eyes and even the video we took as evidence, two of your tribesmen did indeed touch our crew members.

, and even tried to plot evil, that’s why I was treated like this.”

Song Wenbin reprimanded, "Are you going to let others see the joke?"

The other black people behind him also fell silent.

Seeing that the man looked like a boss, Song Wenbin said, "Tell him, we are here to film a show about survival on a deserted island."

When dealing with principled people, Song Wenbin didn't intend to lie, so he told them exactly what happened when they mistakenly added oil to the engine.

For a moment, the other black people seemed very excited.

Then he said: "No."

Seeing that the leader was angry, other black people on the side stepped forward one after another, but the black uncle stopped them again and said: "You must be responsible for the damage to this generator. It is the harvest season now, and we must crush the sugar cane into syrup in time."

And brewing, if it is delayed by one day, a lot of sugar cane will be backlogged and damaged, which is a top priority for our tribe!"

After listening, the black uncle fell silent.

After hearing this, the old man's face dropped. He walked up to the two black men who were dripping with water and asked a few questions.

But after all, this was a trap created by the three of them together, and it was impossible for Song Wenbin not to solve it.

After a while, the uncle silently pushed Song Wenbin away and led people into the machine room. They began to shake the generator starter stick hard. But no matter how they shook it, the old generator just kept coughing and could not restart.

"Is it a matter of life?" the director asked.

But at this time, a black man over fifty years old stood up. He was tall, energetic, and looked very calm. He first raised his hand to stop the black man's voice, and then looked at Song Wenbin's hand.

He was wearing a camera and asked in English in a gibberish voice.

"Can you really solve the problem?"

After Su Tina translated, Song Wenbin sighed, nodded and said, "She is with us, but she acted recklessly and was not very smart. If she causes any damage, we will compensate her according to the price."

Su Tina leaned against Song Wenbin's ear and whispered for him: "This black uncle asked us what we are here for."

Song Wenbin was stunned.

Song Wenbin understood what he was saying without Su Tina translating. He was very ashamed that something like this happened.

What can be done?

The director had probably been waiting for their call for a long time, and the call was connected within a second.

Song Wenbin looked unhappy when he saw Yi Ning.

Then he hung up the phone.

Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin worriedly and asked: "Brother Song, the director is unwilling to help, what should we do?"

After Su Tina translated Song Wenbin's words, she added, "The white one is the mobile phone you confiscated from her."

Seeing this, Song Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a little heavy.

Huo Yu cursed.

"Not yet. They are a group of black islanders. There is a generator on the island. We damaged their generator. Now they are holding us captive and saying that the problem must be solved. Can you send us a generator from Panama?

How many maintenance personnel are coming?"

Facing Huo Yu's anger, the director just said slowly: "I didn't let you cross the sea, nor did I let you land on the island. Likewise, I didn't stop you from crossing the sea, and I didn't stop you from landing on the island. You are enjoying what I allowed

While you are free to express yourself, you must also accept the fact that I will not interfere with this program. Where there is yin, there must be yang. This is part of our culture. Please understand."

To be honest, Song Wenbin is also a little confused. This is not the first time he has learned about the moral character of the program team. To be honest, since joining this program group, he has felt like he has been on a pirate ship. But now is not the time to complain about the program group.

, they must solve the problems they are currently facing.

Song Wenbin quickly took the phone from her hand and said to the phone: "Sorry to bother you."

"I will solve this problem without delaying your production."

The director was silent for a moment.

Huo Yu was still excited and said loudly: "Damn it! I don't want to stay in this program group anymore. I have never seen such a bad director. It's disgusting."

The person in charge here is not an unreasonable kidnapper like Babu. He seems to be very principled. The heavy thing is that eating a pig and pushing two people into a manure pit may be explained, but pouring engine oil into a diesel engine

After rewarding his men for a fight, the black uncle stood in front of Song Wenbin, pointed to the computer room behind him and asked: "I will deal with the tribe's offense against you later, but I want to know, what are you doing here?

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Song Wenbin answered the phone and found that there was no signal. So he went outside to adjust Sutina's pot. Fortunately, there was still some electricity in the solar battery, and the pot was quickly activated.

After hearing this, the old man showed no expression. He pointed at Huo Yu behind Song Wenbin and asked, "Is this person also with you?"

The two black men were a little scared, they stammered, their eyes averted, and their words were unclear.

The black uncle looked at Song Wenbin with some suspicion, as if he didn't believe what he said. However, due to the damage to the generator, production might be delayed. The black uncle did not dare to make any ink, and quickly took Song Wenbin and the others back to the sugar cane field.

tribe.

"I can fuck you, Yin and Yang! Can you be a human being?"

The black uncle frowned: "I know you started the generator because the lights in the village suddenly turned on, but we haven't purchased fuel recently. What did you use to start the motor?"

After listening to the translation, Song Wenbin was silent for a moment and said: "Lubricating oil."

Su Tina translated Song Wenbin's words.

Back inside, the black man handed the phone to Song Wenbin and said: "You must solve this problem. If you can solve it, I won't care about you eating our tribal totems, but if you can't solve it, even if the United Nations troops come

Yes, you must also compensate us for our losses."

Seeing this, the uncle found a wrench and some maintenance tools from a nearby room, took the machine apart and looked at it. Finally, he came to Song Wenbin with a damaged injector and said something loudly,

He looked a little excited.

Huo Yu's face looked better after hearing what he said.

Obviously he underestimated the reaction of these black people. Probably in order to prevent them from leaving, these people moved the Yining on the beach to land without saying a word. In this way, without the boat, they would not be able to leave the island easily anyway.

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"The fuel injector of our generator is broken! Many other parts have also been damaged to varying degrees. This is the only generator in our tribe, and it is even the source of income for our tribe. Without this generator, our

The rum factory will not be able to operate, and there will be no way to produce liquor normally!"

Song Wenbin quickly pulled Huo Yu back, and Su Tina translated the two people's words very quickly next to Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin looked at the fuel injector and the old-fashioned generator, and he was confused for a moment. If this kind of thing happened in China, it would be easy to solve. But this is a deserted island in the Caribbean, and there is no maintenance shop.

There is no parts factory, so God knows where to find repairmen.

Song Wenbin looked at his phone, and the first thing he thought of was to contact the embassy, ​​but in an instant, this idea was rejected by Song Wenbin. This time, unlike Nigeria, others did not threaten their lives, and besides, the generator was damaged.

The responsibility does lie with them, and he doesn't feel like he has to trouble the country over such a trivial matter.

Sutina pointed at the camera and started to translate.

"We're lost!" Huo Yu replied quickly.

The black uncle obviously didn't know what Song Wenbin was talking about.
To be continued...