Wan Lin shook his head and said resolutely: "Our mission here has been completed. I want to take the team members back to the motherland as soon as possible."
Wan Lin did not directly say that their elimination of Ao Kun would definitely have a sensational impact in the region. He could not predict how the situation would develop later. Whether it was the local government forces or other drug lords, there might be various unpredictable actions.
Once Ao Kun dies, the balance of the drug world will be immediately broken, and all forces will be ready to move.
But this is a foreign country after all, and the action team's beheading mission has been completed. Wan Lin must take the team members back to the country safely as soon as possible. This is his responsibility.
After Wan Lin finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the old patriarch sincerely, and said: "In addition, our two missing team members may come here to look for us. If they come, I hope you can help them. In addition, I will bring the troops back
After returning to China, we will return here as soon as possible to search for our missing persons."
Seeing his resolute look, the old patriarch said nothing more and just nodded silently. Wan Lin turned to face the courtyard and shouted: "Xiaoya, Lingling, come here."
Xiaoya and the two immediately ran over, and Wan Lin said: "You left the funds for our operation, we have caused too much trouble to the old patriarch and the others."
Xiaoya and the two quickly took out several thick stacks of U.S. dollars from their backpacks and handed them to the old patriarch with both hands.
The old patriarch, Abao, and Abu stood up suddenly. They stared at the thick dollars in front of them in disbelief. Their eyes were wet. They have lived in the mountains for generations and have always been regarded as primitive tribes by the outside world. Going out
They are all the targets of bullying, others have always taken money from them, and no one has ever really treated them as human beings.
But this group of soldiers from a foreign country risked their lives when they faced the danger of annihilation, and left them a large number of seized weapons and ammunition. Now they have to leave a large amount of money behind before leaving. This makes these rather reluctant soldiers
The corners of the eyes of this tough man who shed no blood or shed tears were wet.
The old patriarch took a deep look at Wan Lin, waved his hands and said, "We can't take the money. With your heart, we, the Scimitar Tribe, will make friends like you even if we shed all our blood!"
Wan Lin shook his head and stuffed the heavy bills from Xiaoya and Lingling into the hands of the old clan leader and said: "We have killed and injured many clan members, and we can't help you with anything else. I hope this money can help those wounded and injured soldiers."
Family is also a little bit of our thoughts.”
The old patriarch's eyes turned red. He turned around and said to Ah Bao: "Okay, then keep it!" The old patriarch watched Ah Bao take the money, took out a small animal skin bag from his body, and said to Wan Lin:
"Here are two gems, one red and one blue. These are my tributes to the two leopard gods." He said and opened the bag.
Two huge red and sapphire stones lay quietly in the hands of the old patriarch. They were crystal clear, bright, and flashed with a warm luster in the sunset. It was obvious at a glance that they were rare treasures of great value, and they instantly transformed the manor.
Everyone's eyes were attracted.
Two leopards walking around in the courtyard were immediately attracted by the luster of the gems. They quickly ran over and jumped on Wan Lin's shoulders. They stretched out their paws and each picked up a piece. They grinned excitedly and charged hard.
The old patriarch was wagging his tail, as if he knew this was for them.
Everyone around laughed. Wan Lin looked at the greedy look of the two leopards and cursed with a smile: "Money-obsessed ghosts!" He turned to the old patriarch and said: "Okay, I won't be polite, just represent the two leopards.
Accept it." He said, opening his arms and hugging the old patriarch vigorously.
When the two leopards heard Wan Lin's words, they ran away with the gems in their mouths, wagging their tails all the way, and their bodies swayed from side to side as their big tails swayed, making everyone laugh "hahaha"
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That night, Wan Lin and the others took the food prepared by the Scimitar tribe and carried the seriously wounded out of the Scimitar tribe. The old tribe leader came and wanted to send someone to escort them to the border, but Wan Lin refused. This is a group of kind and simple tribesmen.
He really didn't want them to be in any danger again because of their mission.
Seeing that Wan Lin firmly refused to send someone to see them off, the old patriarch had no choice but to let Abu, who was familiar with the terrain, continue to be their guide. Huwa followed Lingling reluctantly but refused to leave, determined to follow Abu to see them off.
Lingling touched Huba's head lovingly. She knew that Huba was already an orphan. In his young heart, he regarded his sister, whom he met by chance, as his only relative.
She took the tiger baby's hand and walked to the old patriarch and said: "Old patriarch, please take the tiger baby in. He has no relatives now." The old patriarch nodded solemnly and raised his hand to touch the tiger baby's head.
He replied: "The people of the Tiger Tribe are our friends, and we must be responsible for their descendants. Don't worry."
Lingling nodded excitedly to the old patriarch, pulled him to Wan Lin and said, "Let him see us off, and come back with Abu when we get to the border." Wan Lin nodded, turned around and ordered: "Everyone, please come back."
Yes, turn back and let’s go!”
A group of people walked out of the tribe, surrounded by the scimitar tribe. The old patriarchs arrived at the river in front of the tribe. Wan Lin ordered the team to stop, turned around and hugged the old patriarch and Ahu behind him.
Ah Bao then turned around and shouted: "Everyone is here, stand at attention... salute!"
A group of soldiers suddenly straightened their backs, raised their hands in salute to all the Scimitar tribesmen, and then ran across the rope bridge into the dark mountains...
Two nights later, Wan Lin and his party finally walked through the forest and arrived near the border. Wan Lin raised his hand to signal the troops to stop, turned around and looked at Abu and said, "Okay, it's time for us to break up. Thank you!"
Abu shook his head and said: "There is no need to say thank you between us. To say thank you, it should be our Scimitar Tribe thanking you. You not only saved us from the danger of annihilation, but also helped us get rid of Ao Kun, the big bully who oppressed us.
Evil man. In addition, the weapons and ammunition you left for us are weapons that we cannot exchange for with any amount of jewels."
When Abu said this, he raised his head and stared at the stars in the sky through the gaps in the forest. His tone became more firm: "With these weapons, we can protect our treasure mountain and our homeland. From now on, the Scimitar tribe will never
I will let others bully me again!" When he said this, a firm and confident look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Wan Lin didn't say anything anymore. He knew that Abu had learned a lot of fighting knowledge from them in this battle, which was a rare and valuable asset to their scimitar tribe, no less than those weapons and ammunition. Wan Linshen
He opened his arms and hugged Abu tightly, then turned to the team members and ordered: "Go home!"