The night in Africa is so clear that it is almost transparent. The sky is filled with stars that are so bright that you can touch them with your hand. The lake in the depths of the jungle is sparkling, reflecting the moonlight. In the dense woods, there are countless birds and small animals living in Africa.

The night is really beautiful.

The tribe of the Ugandan chief is located next to this small jungle lake. Within the walls made of mud and reeds, there are hundreds of prototype mud houses, which are also made of mud, reeds, branches, and banana leaves. The center of the village is a

There was a huge fire, and a group of black people were singing and dancing around the fire.

Ever since Liu Boyang, the old cat, and Prince Kamo came here with the group of black hunters, Kamo was taken into Uganda's house and has not come out until now. Liu Boyang knew that he must have a lot to say to Uganda,

So I waited outside in no hurry.

The clothes of the tribal black people in front of him are much more civilized than Liu Boyang imagined. Except for some old people who still wear thatch-woven national costumes, most of the young people wear cheap Asian textiles, with a variety of everything, most of them bright colors.

Chemical fiber products, Liu Boyang even saw the words "Fahrenheit" printed on the backs of a few black youths, and four beautiful Taiwanese teenagers posing on them. It turns out that these outdated clothes were dumped here.

Here it comes.

After the sky gradually darkened, Kamo walked out of the house with the chief of Uganda. Uganda really deserves the title of a tribal chief. He only wore a floral bed sheet, but he had a strong spirit and clear eyes.

At first glance, he looked like Gandhi. Kamo pointed at Liu Boyang and the old cat and introduced Uganda: "Uncle Uganda, these are the two important guests I invited back from Europe!"

Uganda's eyes lit up, as if he didn't expect that the two people in front of him were so young. He had just been introduced by Kamo that Liu Boyang was a rising mafia star in Milan City, Country Y. It was true that a person cannot be judged by his appearance, and heroes emerge from their youth.

"Hello you two, I'm very happy that you can come to my tribe!" Uganda held out an old hand. He had followed the previous king and could speak a beautiful civilized language.

"Thank you!" Liu Boyang smiled very politely and shook hands with him.

"I heard that the two of you want to help His Highness Kamo regain his country. Is this true?" Uganda asked.

Liu Boyang smiled and said: "I just have this idea. I need to learn more about the situation here before we can talk about it."

"Dear friends, I have lived in Uganda for so many years and I cannot say that I have developed a pair of sharp eyes. However, I have always been very accurate in judging people. Just from your temperament and expression, I can tell that you two are not ordinary people.

I didn’t believe it when His Highness Kamo told your legendary deeds before, but now I completely believe it. I have only one request. If you can really help us restore our country, please be sure to lend a helping hand. We all Moro

All the citizens of Uganda will be grateful to you!" Uganda said with sincerity.

"Haha, you don't have to say that, Chief. I really want to help you, but I always have to figure out the situation here. I have to know whether I have the ability to help you and what the price will be. This is very realistic.

thing!"

"The situation is that Prince Kamo's uncle Lugbala has stolen the throne and established a violent regime across the country, using extremely bloody and cruel methods to suppress the remnants of us who are loyal to the old king! If you two can help us defeat

Lugbala, take back the throne, then no matter what request you two make, we will agree!" Uganda bowed deeply again.

Can you agree to any conditions? Liu Boyang's heart moved slightly.

As a tribal chief who rules hundreds of people, it is not easy to make such a sincere gesture when meeting Liu Boyang for the first time, so Liu Boyang also smiled and said: "Okay, I can assure you that if I know

After I understand the situation here and make sure that you won’t lose money if I help you, I will definitely help!”

"Thank you very much. Tonight, please allow me to welcome you with the highest-level welcome party in the tribe!" After Uganda finished speaking, he walked towards the group of singing and dancing tribesmen.

Liu Boyang looked at the old figure of Uganda and asked Kamo: "What kind of official was he under your father before?"

"Minister of the Interior!" said Kamo.

"Minister of the Interior?" Liu Boyang laughed dumbly: "It doesn't look like it. He now looks more like a tribal chief than a real tribal chief."

Kamo said: "What can I do? He is just like me. He is being hunted across the country by my uncle. It would be good to survive here. All the people you see here are his tribesmen."

, he was promoted to the position of chief by everyone, so of course he must look like a chief."

Liu Boyang nodded to express his understanding. Lao Mao pointed to the black people dancing at the event and said, "What day is it today?"

Kamo explained: "The people of the tribe are not very civilized. They are optimistic by nature and basically sing and dance every day. For them, every day is a festival."

When the singing and dancing tribal people saw Prince Kamo approaching with four foreign guests, they surrounded them enthusiastically, dancing in a unified dance while clapping and singing, and national songs full of local flavor flowed from their mouths.

Singing it in, it has a unique charm.

Giovanna and Monica were infected by their enthusiasm and wanted to pull Liu Boyang and Lao Mao to dance together, but they were rejected by the two pushers, so the two beauties got into the crowd and imitated the tribe in a lively manner.

They danced like tribesmen.

"These two ladies are really beautiful angels. It is your honor to have them!" Prince Kamo said sincerely.

Liu Boyang sighed in his heart that he had many angel wives, but it was a pity that he hadn't seen them for a long time. When he thought of Xiaorou Qianxia and their delicate and beautiful faces, Liu Boyang couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Kamo, you should really be a good prince, otherwise you will be sorry for the simplest citizens like you." I don't know why, Liu Boyang suddenly said such a sentence.

Kamo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes gradually became deeper, looking at the bright light of the bonfire, thoughtfully.

Uganda Yiliwala said something to the tribesmen, and the black people became even more joyful. The young people quickly ran back to the earthen huts and brought out simple-looking jars. The women took out all kinds of strange food, and the children were excited and confused.

Running, the dogs in the tribe also barked excitedly, while several highly respected priests and other figures headed to the camp with walking sticks.

"What are they going to do?" Liu Boyang was confused.

"Didn't Uncle Uganda just say that? In order to welcome you, a grand welcome party will be held. They will bring out wine and delicious food. You can taste it later. We know that our Morogan indigenous people are the most authentic people.

The food you will remember for a lifetime is not something you can eat just anywhere." Kamo seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile.

The hospitality was hard to deny. Liu Boyang and Lao Mao were quickly invited by the black tribesmen. Even the old, weak, sick and disabled black men were carried to the open space. A feast began. Men and women sang and danced around the bonfire.

National dance "Human Head Dance".

Liu Boyang had seen a similar dance before, it was the barbarian dance that Sister Baobao once danced. He was shocked at that time. Now when he saw it, he realized what it means to be a small witch and a big witch. This is the authentic African war.

During the dance, the strong young man beat the war drum and waved the spear, with a serious and almost sacred expression. He danced beside the fire, shouting loudly from time to time. Liu Boyang noticed that the hand of a warrior seemed to be really real.

carrying a human head...

The women are busy cooking, which are all local-style hard dishes. According to Kamo, the social system of the tribe is still a group system. The men hunt and the women pick wine. Because the small tribe they are in is close to the lake.
Chapter completed!