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Hearing that Zhang Feng did not force him to speak out what he had not decided on, Johnson felt relieved and spoke out what he was worried about.
"Brother Feng, I'm just... I'm just worried that if I tell you, you will no longer trust me."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Johnson, how come you have done any murders, arson, or moral turpitude? Hahaha, I still don't believe you. If I don't believe you, I'm afraid you will be in jail." He’s already a dead person.”
Johnson gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Brother Feng, as long as you promise me one thing, I will tell you everything."
"Tell me what it is first. As long as it doesn't violate my principles and bottom line, I can promise you!" Zhang Feng became more and more curious about what kind of secret he had in his heart, and he still had to promise him something. explain.
"Brother Feng, as long as you promise not to harm my family, I will tell you everything without any reservations." Johnson said with certainty.
Hearing his words, Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows and cursed with a smile: "Is there starch in your head? Why should I hurt your family..." Seeing Johnson's firm gaze, he nodded. , smiled and said: "Okay, okay, Johnson, I promise not to hurt your family. We are brothers, your family is not my family, how could I hurt them."
Zhang Feng's last words completely dispelled Johnson's worries. My brother's family is my family, and there's no better guarantee than that.
"Brother Feng, actually I came from a primitive tribe!"
"The tribe I belong to is completely out of touch with today's society, but a mercenary group found us and wanted to arrest us. In order to cover the escape of the people in the tribe, I was caught by them and then sold to the underground of the United States. Black Fist. Later, I found an opportunity and escaped, just to find the mercenary group who killed the tribe and avenge them. Later... I not only failed to find them, but was also imprisoned for killing. Then I met you, Brother Feng.”
Zhang Feng was shocked to hear this. A primitive tribe was discovered by a mercenary group. Johnson was trafficked to the United States and then escaped.
He came back wanting revenge, but ended up in prison.
There was no doubt in my mind about his story. Able to speak English and understand the Rwanda dialect. The scars on the body should be left from black boxing.
Especially the special abilities he showed when searching for prey and food convinced Zhang Feng that he came from a primitive tribe.
Only those who can survive on the barren land of Africa without relying on modern technology can master it.
Nodding, he said in a deep voice: "Johnson. I won't say anything else. Your revenge is mine, and I will help you avenge it. Do you know the name of the mercenary group that kidnapped you and killed your tribe?"
When Johnson heard that Zhang Fengfeng had helped him take revenge, he was immediately overjoyed and said quickly: "I don't know the name of that mercenary group, but I remember that on their armbands was a weeping skull, the face of the person who kidnapped me. There is a ferocious scar from the corner of his eye to his chin, and a tattoo of the God of Death carrying a scythe on his left arm."
"This is enough! This information is enough to find this mercenary group. But Johnson, you can't be anxious. After all, our power is still very weak now. We will decide how to take revenge after we find out the details of your enemy!" Zhang Feng said slightly After thinking about it, he said.
Johnson nodded vigorously without any hesitation. His original plan was to start looking for his enemies after he was released from prison, and just kill them all!
"Okay, now we still focus on the Fire Ant Mercenary Group. After we deal with them, we will start investigating your enemies." Zhang Feng patted the scared shoulder and said: "Rest, your body is still strong There are injuries.”
Johnson had no intention of taking a rest, but said, "Actually, there is one more thing I want to tell you, Brother Feng."
Zhang Feng's eyelids twitched. This guy couldn't finish what he had to say in one breath. He was gasping for air.
She glared at him and said angrily: "Damn it, Johnson, why didn't I see that you still have the energy of an old woman? Say what you have to say and fart quickly."
Zhang Feng's curse did not make Johnson feel any angry. Instead, he rubbed his head with a naive smile and said: "Brother Feng, actually my tribe also wanted to get out of the primitive jungle at that time. So I think the people in our tribe Can everyone be like me
Follow you as well. "
Sitting up suddenly, Zhang Feng's eyes widened and he said excitedly: "What did you just say?"
Seeing his reaction, Johnson suddenly looked a little gloomy and whispered: "It's okay, Brother Feng, it doesn't matter if you don't want to. After all, I am lucky to follow you."
"Snapped."
Zhang Feng slapped him on the head and laughed and cursed: "When did I say I don't want them anymore? My reaction just now was just that I couldn't believe it. Come on, Johnson, let's have a good chat about your tribe." How many people are there, how many young and middle-aged people, how many old, weak and young children?”
Johnson suddenly became interested, and the frustration just now was gone, and he quickly said: "Our tribe is not big, the total number is about a hundred people, about half of them are young adults, but at that time, seven or eight people died in the hands of that mercenary group Individuals. I don’t know much about the number of young children. Anyway, the men in our tribe are born warriors and can hunt alone at the age of twelve or thirteen.”
Zhang Feng was overjoyed. Someone actually gave him a pillow just after he fell asleep. If he could recruit these people, he would immediately have enough manpower.
After the surprise, he quickly calmed down. A hundred people could not be accommodated in a house in the city, and there were many women and children among them.
It seems that it is urgent to find a safe enough base.
Thinking of this, another question was placed in front of Zhang Feng, and he asked: "Johnson, do you know where your tribe is?"
Johnson shook his head and said: "Two years have passed, and I don't know where they are now, but our tribe will leave specific marks. Give me some time and I can find them!"
"good!"
Zhang Feng clapped his hands and said: "When we find a suitable place here, I will go with you to find your tribe. I dare not say more, but at least I can ensure that the people of your tribe have enough food and clothing!" "
These words spoke to Johnson's heart. For primitive tribes, money has no meaning at all. The only thing they care about is food and clothing, which is a matter of life and death.
If it were not for the changes in the environment that made it increasingly difficult for the tribes to survive, they would not have walked out of the primitive jungle and integrated into modern life.