I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

"Mr. Chen, why are there only motorcycles?" François asked, "We didn't see any racing cars or motorcycles. At the gas station, the car driver and passengers said that they only saw motorcycles. vehicle."

Chen Ling also noticed this, but couldn't understand the reason, and said, "I don't know the reason now. Only after catching up with someone can I ask you clearly."

Chen Ling was also helpless.

The system does not start, he himself is an ordinary person with good physical fitness; and now it is car tracking, good physical fitness is useless.

The only thing I am sure is that he is not in danger at the moment.

Then rest assured and chase it boldly!

Forestry and animal husbandry protection areas, as the name suggests, are forestry and animal husbandry protection areas, not purely natural environments. On the contrary, these areas have always been areas of traditional human activities. People who have lived in this area for generations have raised a large number of livestock, especially cattle and sheep.

When the car entered the reserve, Chen Ling saw several scattered cattle and sheep on the side of the road from time to time, grazing slowly, and when he heard the sound of the car, he would raise his head and watch for a while.

Chen Ling feels that these cattle and sheep are spiritual and seem to be leisurely and contented, but in fact they are standing guard and guarding against strangers who break into the territory.

The car suddenly plunged into a pit, the driver kicked the accelerator, and the car sprang out of the pit again. The head of the car was upside down. The driver and the passengers in the car could only see the tops of the baobab trees under the blue sky.

The baobab tree seems to grow upside down, and the crown of the tree is like the roots exploding toward the sky. There are a few fruits of the previous season hanging sparsely, dry and swaying in the wind.

The front of the car fell heavily, and Chen Ling saw a motorcycle lying horizontally in the middle of the road ahead, with a few sturdy cows standing beside the car.

There was a sign on the car that made Chen Ling familiar.

That is a Zhou character in seal script.

The driver hesitated. Because I didn't see anyone, I didn't know whether to stop.

"Stop!" Chen Ling said.

Chen Ling remembered that the logo printed on the rally motorcycle is the LOGO of a Hong Kong jewelry company. This company is well-known in China and is a giant in the jewelry industry.

Advertising on the disgraced rally car does not seem to go well with the noble jewelry.

However, it was not this advertisement that asked Chen Ling to order the parking, but the cows.

The cattle raised by humans are generally very docile, and there are very few things that actively attack people. In common sense, these cows should be vigilant for rare and noisy rally motorcycles and stay away from them.

Why are these cows standing next to the motorcycle? what are you doing?

"Mr. Chen, be careful!" Francois reminded.

A strong person, people would describe him as strong as an ox; a strong ox, how would people describe him?

François didn't know, but he knew that he wouldn't provoke a cow with his bare hands. He had already pulled out the gun and followed Chen Ling.

Chen Ling motioned for him to relax and slowly approached the motorcycle and the few cows on the ground.

He drove the cow away. It seems that because of the different cow languages ​​in different places, the cows remained motionless.

"Anyone? Help me!"

Suddenly, a woman's call for help came from the grass behind the cow, speaking in French.

Someone finally!

Chen Ling stepped across the car on the ground and walked around behind the herd.

"It's you!" Chen Ling looked at the woman in the grass in surprise and said in Chinese.

The woman obviously did not expect that it would be someone who speaks Chinese. She stayed for a while and said, "Hello! May I ask if you are..."

Chen Ling reacted and said, "No, I don't know you. I just saw you."

Last night, Chen Ling glanced at the TV in the lobby of the hotel. He happened to see the lens of the Oriental racer. It was the woman with curly hair in front of him in the lens. At that time, she was holding a helmet in her hand and her hair curled up. She was interviewed in English, claiming to be from Hong Kong and participating in the Dakar Rally for the first time.

"Are you hurt?" Chen Ling asked.

The woman said: "It's just a broken leg, no big problem. Where have you seen me?"

Chen Ling said, "I will help you up and talk to you in the car."

"Be careful of those cows!" the woman said.

"Do they attack people?"

With a puzzled look on the woman's face, she said, "It shouldn't be. But after I wake up, these cows have been standing here and not going. I feel as if they are going to hold me somewhere, but I will not go. They don’t attack either."

Chen Ling blinked and didn't understand, and said: "Get in the car first, don't worry about the cows. Francois, come and help!"

As he said, Chen Ling squatted down: "Let me hug you. Your car is in the middle of the road, and you can't walk through it."

The woman smiled and said generously: "Thank you then! I'm a bit heavy..."

"No problem!" Chen Ling passed one arm under the woman's knees and the other under her armpits, hugging her horizontally easily.

As soon as the woman moved, the cows also moved.

"François, be bullish!" Chen Ling said. He held the woman easily, but if the horns came over, he couldn't handle it.

François picked a branch from the ground and blocked it from the cattle to prevent them from coming. The security personnel from the car behind also came and blocked the cow.

Chen Ling hugged the woman, stepped over the motorcycle on the ground, walked to the car a few steps, and asked her to sit down.

"Everyone get in the car!" Chen Ling shouted, "Let's keep going!"

"Thank you!" the woman said, "Looking at how well you are equipped, where are you going?"

The car ran up again.

Chen Ling handed the woman a bottle of water and said, "Some of our friends are missing. We are looking for them. I hope you can help us."

Holding the water bottle, the woman asked incomprehensibly: "My current situation, how can I help you?"

Chen Ling said: "Let’s introduce ourselves first. My name is Chen Ling, and I belong to the railway company; this big man is François, my security chief, you can call him Abin. What do you call him?"

"Liu Ya, Wendao Liu, elegant and elegant." The woman smiled.

Chen Ling was anxious to find Bill, without much greeting, and asked, "Fortunately! Why did you come on this road? Did you see two cars of the same model on the road?"

"you?"

"Yes, I came down this road. You are the fourth motorcycle that fell to the ground. The drivers of the three cars in front don't know where it went."

Liu Ya frowned her curvaceous eyebrows and asked, "So many cars fall down? Shouldn't it!"

Chen Ling knew that the woman in front of him didn't know the situation at all, so he explained: "The route you took is wrong, and only your motorcycle took this route. With so many cars falling to the ground, I think there is a big problem here. , Someone did it deliberately."

"The two cars we were missing have GPS. We came here by tracking GPS location information. The route of the rally, after the city of Gyurbere, should go south, but you go north along the N3 national highway. After that..."

Liu Ya interrupted Chen Ling and said: "We should cross the Dakar-Bamako railway again in the southern suburbs of Gyurbere, and then enter the low-tree grassland along the railway, and proceed in a direction basically parallel to the railway."

"You have completely deviated!" Chen Ling shook his head, "I suspect there will be motorcyclists ahead. They will all fall to the ground just like you."

Liu Ya said: "If the motorcycles have come in this direction, there will definitely be more. My position has been ranked around the top ten, and this stage has fallen behind. Mr. Chen, the situation is so weird, we will Is there no danger?" Liu Ya showed a worried expression on her face.

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