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It was just a few lions. Capone guessed that he was not afraid of them, but it would definitely be impossible to sleep here. He slowly took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the sky: "Crack!" There was an empty sound.

The lions not far away turned around and walked away after hearing the gunshots. What they were most afraid of was the gunshots.

This is not a place to stay for a long time. Capone guessed that he loaded his weapon and began to run desperately along the road. He is a master of endurance. Even after fighting Du Haichuan for a long time, he still maintains good physical strength.

It wasn't until he saw a village inhabited by people that he slowly put down his footsteps and found a kind-hearted family to stay overnight.

Early the next morning, Capone guessed with a pistol and exchanged a Harley motorcycle with a gangster in the village. Capone guessed that he didn't expect that Harley motorcycles could be found in such a poor and remote country. Africa It really is a magical place.

The motorcycle is in good condition and can be kicked with one foot.Kapenchai took out his mobile phone and searched for the signal again, and finally the map software on the mobile phone was ready to use, but the route here was rather vague, after all, the radar coverage was not so perfect.

Through visits and inquiries along the way, Capenchai learned that the country he is in has a population of less than 50. This is a very poor country, even poorer than Ukawanda, with an annual per capita income of less than one year. One hundred dollars, so poor that you can't even afford decent shoes.

No wonder he can exchange a pistol for such a good motorcycle. It turns out that the poverty here is extremely extreme, and the value of a gun is far more than a car.

Even so, their capital city can be regarded as a relatively good trade center. After all, this country is backed by a large lake, which is rich in various fish and shrimp, which can maintain the basic operations of the country.

Arriving at the gate of their capital, Capone guessed that he could no longer continue to investigate by motorcycle, at least he needed a decent car, the kind that could shelter from the wind and rain, after all, the sun was unbearable.

The first thing I did when I entered the city was not to find a place to stay, but to ride a Harley motorcycle to the local second-hand car market and think about changing to a better second-hand car.

Looking around, the cars here are simply too rare, not to mention second-hand cars in good condition, even agricultural tractors, few are complete.

Capone guessed that his motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the market, and immediately a black brother came over to say hello to him: "Hey! The motorcycle is very good, if you want to sell it to me, I can give you the highest price in the entire market !"

The black man spoke fluent English, and Capenchai looked at him in a little astonishment, wondering if this kid had any education?He can actually speak English. You must know that the local official language is Portuguese, and Capone guesses he can't understand it at all.

"How many?"

"Come and let me take a closer look at the car, okay?" The black brother grinned, and was about to reach out to touch the seat cushion of the car when a blond white man interrupted his valuation: "Don't be fooled Mr. Li, these poor ghosts can't give you much money, why don't you sell the car to me, I'm the biggest boss in the whole market!"

There are very few white-skinned foreigners among those who do business in Africa. The reason is clear to everyone. Since he can do business here, he must at least have some skills.

"Oh? Then how much can you pay?" Capone guessed that he wasn't just here to sell motorcycles, he needed a car in relatively good condition.

When the black brother saw the white vendor in a suit approaching, he walked away cursing. It was obvious that he was a little afraid of the white man.

"Your car is more than ten years old, and it is not worth much! But you are lucky today, I am a person who likes to collect Harley motorcycles, I will give you five hundred dollars, what do you think?" Five hundred The price in U.S. dollars is already very good, and the locals can’t earn this amount even after a year of hard work.

But Capone shook his head a little dissatisfied, took the cigarette handed by the other party, lit it, took a puff, frowned and said, "Are you selling motorcycles or cars!"

"There is everything, it depends on what you need!"

"I want a car, preferably a sedan! Let's put it this way, today is also your lucky day, sell me the car in the best condition here, and I will give you a satisfactory price!" Take Carpenter to your own backyard parking lot.

I have to say that as soon as I walked into this yard, the smell of engine oil made Capone guess a little intoxicated. He is a car fanatic, otherwise he can just rent a car, why do he have to buy it.

Capone guessed that there are more than a dozen countries, large and small, around the country of Ukawanda. It would take at least half a month to drive around the country. Buying a car is worthwhile.

"All the belongings are here, including Toyota, Volkswagen, Honda, Ford... They are all very good second-hand cars, and the price is not expensive!"

"I want the best one, the black one!" Capenchai raised his hand and saw a brightly painted Toyota Crown sedan parked on the high platform in the yard. It's new, maybe five years or so.

Looking at the direction Capone guessed at, the car dealer shook his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, friend, that car has been sold just now, and the owner is going through the handover procedures, can you see if you can change it?" ?”

Caponechai shook his head: "I don't even like the broken metal here, I just want the crown on the top! I can pay more, you contact the owner of the car, and I'll talk to him!"

There are no serious shops selling new cars here, only the cars in the hands of second-hand car dealers can still be seen. Caponechai has a tyrannical personality and is bound to win. He rarely fails to get what he wants.

If it was normal, the car dealer would definitely find a way to contact the car owner and make the other party give up, or let two people bid, and the higher bidder would win, but the car owner was someone he dared not provoke, so he had no choice but to persuade the car owner to return the card. Pengchai: "Don't embarrass me, this car is about to be transferred, you should change it!"

"You don't want to go, right? I'll go in person. I don't believe I can't wait for that guy in the car!" The door was found to be locked.

"Cut, good! Then I'm waiting for you here, isn't it just money? I have plenty of money!" Capone guessed that he was bound to win. You must know that he drove limited-edition sports cars in Nanya, so he actually bought one here. Second-hand crowns have to bid with others.

The tyrannical Caponechai caused the car dealer a headache. Just as he was about to hand over to drive him away, the car owner who had paid before appeared.

"Boy, stay away from my car!"