"Tian Bing, he is really a super soldier [Tian Bing]."
After a moment of daze, Vanis's face showed an intense excitement that was beyond words.
"Boss, what is this?"
Zou Jin looked down at Vanis and was not surprised by his excited and curious look.
The giant's glandular enhancement is so conspicuous that since he grew to a size of two or three meters, there has always been a lack of curious or awe-inspiring looks around him.
"A guide I just found can work part-time as a Maasai translator."
Xia Xu briefly introduced them and asked, "Where are Lao Yang and the others? Have they left yet?"
"No, they are understanding and organizing the existing intelligence."
Zou Jin shook his head and pointed inside.
"Let them take him."
Xia Xu arranged Vanis's destination with just one sentence.
Vanis is a native of this place, and as the protagonist, he must have many hidden factors, some of which may be related to Feng Wenbin’s disappearance, so it is appropriate to arrange him next to Yang Bowen and He Qing.
As for himself, he was still a little restless.
After settling Vanis, he rested for a while and decided to visit the Maasai tribe that Feng Wenbin often visited.
Accompanied by two Class B five-man security teams and a Maasai translator, three camouflaged Happy Jeeps drove straight into the grassland amidst the dust.
In fact, he would rather call this broken place a wasteland.
After all, outside the city there is endless muddy land. When the wheels drive past, you will see yellow earth all over the sky. In fact, there is not much vegetation in many places, and the existing vegetation is basically withered and yellow.
"Boss, this is where the incident happened..."
On the way, the car stopped for a while at the place where Feng Wenbin disappeared.
What came into view was a mess and full of potholes. Even the wreckage of the jeep that Feng Wenbin and others were riding in was still left there.
There are a large number of bullet holes on the ground, as well as dents caused by mine explosions and traces of gunpowder burns.
"It was a pure attack with hot weapons, and the action was very crude. The traces at the scene were not cleaned up at all."
Xia Xu just frowned slightly and looked twice, but did not get out of the car.
It is impossible for the people in the Black State branch to be unaware of Feng Wenbin’s importance. They must have conducted a search, investigation and analysis immediately after he disappeared.
These people's style of doing things was very simple and crude, and they did not cover up or clean up any traces.
If this happened somewhere else, this group of people would have been caught by the Black State branch immediately. After all, Xinghai Security has many tracking and investigation personnel.
But unfortunately, this is the Black State, and it is an extremely deep and uninhabited grassland wilderness.
There was no need to even think about any technical means like population registration, fingerprints or DNA. There were no chances of witnesses, and communication equipment had no signal most of the time. Tracking traces was completely useless in this vast wilderness.
“Continue to the Maasai tribe.”
The car stayed for a while, and then set off again as Xia Xu spoke.
After driving for a long time, the group had to walk as the road conditions became increasingly worse.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, a small "village" that looked very simple finally came into view.
The architectural style of the Maasai people can only be described as perfunctory. A house is made of uneven branches, mud on the lake, and dead branches. Moreover, the house is not very large, and is small and short.
All the houses are very sparsely distributed, each household is far apart, and there don’t seem to be many of them. The entire tribe seems to have only a few dozen households.
"The elder of this tribe is in the house over there. Do you need to visit him?"
The hired guide was also familiar with the tribe and directly pointed out the location of the tribal elders.
"certainly."
Xia Xu nodded slightly.
After he nodded, the black guide immediately walked towards the small earthen house, went in to communicate for a while, and then came out and waved to Xia Xu and others, indicating that they could go in.
"The elder is helping someone braid their hair. If you want to ask anything, you will need to wait a moment, but you can go in first."
The black guide explained.
The house was really small, so Xia Xu signaled the two security teams to stay outside, and he followed the guide inside.
It was very quiet inside, with only two people with their backs to them, one sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the other half-squatting and fiddling with something above the man's head.
"It's really a braid. The Maasai elder is also a part-time hairdresser..."
After slightly adapting to the change in light, Xia Xu took two steps forward and finally saw the scene inside clearly. He couldn't help but complain inwardly.
Just as the black guide said, the so-called braiding is not just a slang term, the tribal elders are really braiding people's hair.
However, it is somewhat different from ordinary braids. The hair of the Maasai, or most black people, is short and curly, and normal hair cannot be braided at all.
But the Maasai people took a different approach. They bought balls of wool for knitting sweaters from somewhere, then connected the wool to their hair one by one and braided them into small braids.
"This is their tradition. It is the unique craft of the tribal elders and can only be woven by the elders. It is considered a symbol of tribal warriors. It is almost finished and should not take long."
The black guide explained in a low voice to Xia Xu.
Xia Xu nodded slightly without interrupting and waited quietly for a moment. The Maasai elder, who had already connected the wool thread to the man's head, finally announced that the task was completed and turned to look at Xia Xu.
The living habits of the Maasai people can be said to be between civilization and primitiveness. Most places are extremely primitive, but some places have some intersections with modern civilization.
For example, the woolen braids just now and the clothing are the same, they are all directly draped with a piece of red cloth, which is obviously a product of modern industry.
"you… "
"Adams?"
Just as the tribal elder was about to speak, Xia Xu suddenly froze.
"summer?"
The Maasai whose hair had just been braided by the elder also looked surprised.
Despite the many changes in his clothing and attire, Xia Xu still recognized the Maasai man the moment he turned around.
This person turned out to be the Maasai teammate who had been with Grant a long time ago and a member of the werewolf hunting team in the plot of "Hunter".
As this was the first supernatural plot Xia Xu had encountered, he still remembers it vividly.
It is no exaggeration to say that Grant and Adams saved his life.
You have to know that he had no ability to protect himself at that time, and Uncle Luo was not there. If it weren't for the hunter team, he might have really been killed by the wolves.
And he was also deeply impressed by Adams himself.
After all, it was a four-star fighter, the only one at the time except Uncle Luo. And if it weren't for Adams, he wouldn't still be obsessed with the Eye of Marseille.