rebirth of cataclysm

Chapter 1850 Robbed

After a long journey, Hu Mingchen and the others arrived in Pretoria, but the flight from Pretoria to Guestan was eight hours later.

Hu Mingchen was very anxious, so he had to find an airline to see if he could charter a flight to Guistan.

"Now, please wait patiently. In eight hours you can go around the city or rest in a hotel. If you want to charter a flight, you must apply three days in advance. Otherwise, we will not be able to arrange flights at all." Aviation

The company staff declined patiently and politely.

"Can't your company transfer passengers from other places? I'm willing to pay for all seats in first class, as long as I can be sent to Guestan in advance." Hu Mingchen insisted.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. Our company has no free flights at all. If we allocate flights in other directions, we will face transportation conflicts. At that time, it will have a great negative impact on our company's image." The airline staff

Or give him a firm refusal.

"Then is there any way to get to Guistan in advance? Is there any other way?" Hu Mingchen patted his forehead and asked unwillingly.

"Well... if you are really anxious and willing to take risks, then you can go to Old John. He has a propeller private plane that can fly to Guestan and see if he is willing to take you there.

"The staff saw that Hu Mingchen was really anxious, so they gave him an idea.

Hu Mingchen was very excited when he heard that someone could fly a private jet to Guistan.

"Where can I find old John? Where can I find him?"

"He often drinks at Murphys Bar, three kilometers away from the airport. As for where he lives, we don't know. You can only go to Murphys Bar and try your luck. If you are lucky, you can meet him as soon as you go there."

the staff member said.

So, Hu Mingchen had no choice but to take Fang Guoping and the others to the so-called Murphys Bar to try their luck.

Outside the airport, there are many taxis driven by black people, including Toyota cars and European cars.

As soon as they walked out of the airport, a black guy wearing a jacket and hat came up to them: "Sir, where are you going? My car is fast and good. No matter where you go, I can get you there on time."

As he was talking, the black man pointed at an Audi car across the street.

"We are going to Murphys Bar, did you know?" Hu Mingchen asked.

"I know, I've lived there for decades, and there's no place I don't know about. Get in the car and we'll be there soon," the taxi driver said cheerfully.

Hearing that the other party knew where he was going, Hu Mingchen didn't hesitate and followed him to get in the car.

When the young black man saw Hu Mingchen and the others getting into the car, a naughty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hu Mingchen and his group of five people, plus the black boy, said it was overloaded, but I don’t know if the driver didn’t take it seriously or if overloading was not illegal in the local area. Anyway, he didn’t remind us to take an extra taxi.

The black driver got in the car and walked northwest. Logically speaking, a few minutes would be enough to cover the three kilometers distance. However, after five minutes, the black driver hadn't stopped yet, so Hu Mingchen felt something was wrong.

Moreover, Pei Qiang also reminded at this time: "I heard that the public security in South Africa is very bad. Will all of us Chinese faces... be treated as fat sheep?"

Hu Mingchen was sitting in the passenger seat, so he motioned to the driver to stop.

"Stop, stop, it's three kilometers away, how long have you been driving, stop."

"We'll be there soon. You have to take a detour when driving. It's just ahead." The black driver did not stop and continued to drive forward.

"How long will it take?" Hu Mingchen asked.

Maybe the distance mentioned by the airport staff is different, so spending a little more time doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"Three minutes at most. Just turn a corner and get off the main road." The black driver said.

"Okay, let's see what you can do." Hu Mingchen said this in Chinese, mostly to Fang Guoping and others.

After turning a big bend, the black driver indeed drove the car off the main road. Hu Mingchen thought he was really going to Murphys Bar.

Unexpectedly, the black driver drove into a small village built mainly of containers, braked, and parked the second-hand Audi in front of a bar. However, this was not a Murphys bar.

"Here we go, get out of the car. One hundred dollars." The black driver opened the door and got out of the car, reaching out to Hu Mingchen and others to ask for money.

"This is Morpheus Bar? One hundred dollars for such a short distance?" Hu Mingchen opened the passenger door and asked doubtfully.

"You're talking about a Memphis bar. This is it. I sent you there. It's completely reasonable to charge you a hundred dollars. You didn't ask me how much I wanted just now." The black driver folded his hands on his chest and looked determined.

The posture of Hu Mingchen and others.

Even though there were five of Hu Mingchen and the others, the black driver didn't take it seriously at all. When we got here, it didn't matter whether there were five people or fifty people, they were all the same and they couldn't make any waves.

"You are blackmailing me. We are going to Murphy's Bar, but you brought me to this Memphis bar. It's only a hundred dollars for a few kilometers away. It's outrageous. Now, you'd better send us there quickly.

Murphy's Bar, then maybe I won't argue with you." Hu Mingchen said with a stern face.

"Hahaha, Chinese people, do you understand what you are talking about? Do you know where this is? This is South Africa, not you China. You have no other choice now but to pay. Don't bother with me.

Don’t you know that such words are very dangerous?” The black driver laughed arrogantly and unscrupulously.

After the black driver finished speaking, he raised his hand and blew a whistle. In an instant, a group of people emerged from the surrounding iron houses and the shabby bar.

This group of people number in their 20s and 30s, and they are all black young people. Some are wearing baseball caps and sportswear, while others are wearing jeans and black T-shirts.

After they emerged, they surrounded Hu Mingchen and the others. Some were smoking cigarettes and hooking up with scantily clad women, and some were chatting casually. Hu Mingchen and the others were not looked down upon.

"Just now it was one hundred dollars, but now it's no longer possible. It's going to take one thousand dollars." The black driver was even more aggressive this time.

Whether it's one hundred dollars or one thousand dollars, it's nothing to Hu Mingchen, it's just a drop in the bucket.

However, it is not Hu Mingchen's style to be blackmailed and suffer such a dumb loss.

What's more, this bastard also delayed his own time, affecting his ability to find Old John and ask for money, so Hu Mingchen should come to him to compensate for the loss.

"Then what if I don't give it?" Hu Mingchen asked with a cold face.

"Haha, haha, you won't give it? Did I hear you right? If you don't give it, you won't be able to get out. You have no choice." The black driver laughed as if he heard a joke.

Hu Mingchen walked towards the black driver step by step. He didn't say a word, but the black driver felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and took two steps back involuntarily.

"Pique, what's going on?" At this moment, a bald black man appeared behind the black driver. He was about 1.9 meters tall, tall and thick, with a muscular appearance.

"Mr. Jindale, it would be best if you showed up. These bastards took my car without paying me." As soon as the black driver named Peak saw the strong man, he immediately stepped aside and complained respectfully.

road.

"Chinese?" Jindalei asked.

Piqué nodded: "Yes, they are the easiest Chinese to deal with."

When Hu Mingchen heard this, he felt doubly depressed. When did the Chinese become the easiest to deal with?

Damn, it's too shameful to bully people.

"Chinese people, pay five thousand US dollars. If you pay five thousand US dollars, you can get out. I guarantee your safety. If not, you will regret it." Jin Dalai puffed up his chest and leaned in front of Hu Mingchen.

"It was just blackmail just now, but now you are going to rob directly, is that what you mean?" Hu Mingchen asked coldly with his pupils closed.

"Huh, judging from your tone, are you not convinced? You don't have to give it, then we will do it ourselves." Jin Dalai glared at Hu Mingchen, and then pushed his chest with a palm.

Hu Mingchen had realized that today would not be easy to solve, so as soon as he pushed his hand, Hu Mingchen immediately stepped away and punched him back.

Jin Dalei didn't expect that Hu Mingchen, who was shorter than him, would dare to fight back. His expression froze, and he was punched in the chest.

When Hu Mingchen and Jin Dalai took action, the dozens of people who had originally acted as if the matter had nothing to do with them suddenly rushed towards Fang Guoping and the others.

A multi-person melee began.

Hu Mingchen was angry now, so he struck mercilessly, hitting Jin Dalai with one punch, and then kicked Jin Dalai in the knee.

Pique must have relied on Jindalai to get along. When he saw Jindalai being beaten, he also punched Hu Mingchen from the side.

Hu Mingchen hated this guy so much that he turned his head to avoid his fist, grabbed his wrist, and hit Pique in the face with a backhand punch.

Piqué screamed in pain and punched Hu Mingchen again, but the difference in strength between him and Hu Mingchen was too big.

Before Pique's fist touched Hu Mingchen, Hu Mingchen's pinched wrist was twisted and pressed down, and his move was resolved.

That Jindalei was so angry that his eyes were spitting fire: "Beat, beat, beat them to death..."

Hu Mingchen stood on Pique's back, jumped up and kicked Jindalei. Jindalei stretched out his hands to block, but he was still kicked back repeatedly.

Although Hu Mingchen and his group are small in number, they are all professionally trained, so there is no problem in dealing with several of them at once.

Anyway, everyone is fighting with bare hands.

Just when these black people could not take any advantage in the hands of Hu Mingchen and the five Chinese people, Jindale fiercely pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Hu Mingchen.

"If you move again, I will shoot you to death."

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