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Chapter 378: Destination

— The flight leaves in half an hour, but it's three in the morning. Should I send someone to pick you up?

— Thanks, I'll get there myself.

— Then I wish you a pleasant trip, the passport is already in progress, you will be handed it over later.

Su Xiao nodded.

— I'll help you with a case after I get back.

— Well, it's a pleasure doing business with you.

Su Xiao hung up the phone. He contacted the Scavengers in part because of the time. With their help, getting to your destination will be quite simple and it will not take an extra couple of days.

After leaving the villa, Su Xiao got on the Bubtney and told it to rush at full speed in a certain direction.

*Whew~*

Bubtney was speeding down the highway.

Soon Bubtney overtook a group of young men and women who were running a real race in the middle of the night.

One of the girls in the sports car was stunned and the cigarette that was previously held between her lips fell on her thigh.

The girl screamed as she felt the heat.

She put the cigarette away and shook her head, thinking that she was beginning to hallucinate.

After all, she hadn't slept properly in a long time.

The young people continued to enjoy themselves, and Su Xiao soon arrived at a small airport.

The Scavenger man was already waiting for him at the entrance.

— Mr. Su, " after greeting each other, he led Su Xiao to the special plane.

Although this person looked weak, the energy hidden in his body was quite powerful.

Su Xiao didn't dare underestimate the strength of different states. Given that contractors had clearly existed for years, the world was relatively stable, which demonstrated the strength of many countries.

When they got on the plane, Bubtney became sluggish.

He hated using any such transport.

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A day later, the plane arrived at its destination.

After getting off the plane, Su Xiao felt hot. Unlike in China, the country Su Xiao was currently in was extremely hot.

— Mr. Su, due to some problems, we can only drop you off here as far as the currency issue is concerned... The scavenger looked a little embarrassed and pointed at the large bags.

— This?.. Su Xiao was puzzled. Did the scavengers put money in those bags?

— Mr. Su, each bag contains 400,000 Zimbabwean dollars, which is roughly equivalent to 10,000 yuan.

— Su Xiao was stunned. He was currently not far from Zimbabwe. His target was in Africa, not far from Zimbabwe.

— Zimbabwe's currency has fallen by half, and the currencies of other countries are not welcome in this place right now.

Su Xiao looked at the bags and started counting, " One... two.".. Ten... One hundred million...

They provided Su Xiao with about 250 million Zimbabwean dollars, which was the equivalent of six-something million yuan.

— If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be back in a few days.

After walking away from the plane, Su Xiao headed towards the dilapidated city.

Poverty reigned here in Africa. The average salary in this place was very low.

For people in China, eating their fill every time was something common, but in this place, a full meal was a luxury.

As soon as Su Xiao left the confines of the "airport", he was quickly swarmed by skinny dark-skinned children.

These children begged him for alms. Whenever white-skinned or yellow-skinned people appeared in this place, these children would run up to them and beg for alms.

After all, usually those who came to these places were rich.

Su Xiao did not give alms to these children. Sometimes a seemingly kind act could actually bring a lot of trouble.

It wasn't a place to be proud of your wealth.

Although Su Xiao was strong right now, he didn't want to get into any more trouble.

Its destination is the border region of Zimbabwe, or rather a place controlled by several armed groups.

Walking through the streets of the city, Su Xiao had to pay tribute to the local defenders of order — there was nothing on the streets that could knock a person from any other country out of the rut.

It took quite a long time to find a taxi, and because of the language barrier, Su Xiao needed to spend a lot of time describing the place he wanted to arrive at.

As a result, he didn't even have to pay for the trip-the driver happily accepted a large package of cookies as payment — .

The skinny black brother behind the wheel had a bright smile on his face, and his sentences sometimes turned into good lyrics for a song.

When he reached the border, he indicated with gestures that he would not go any further. Su Xiao increased the price several times, but the result was the same — the taxi driver was shaking his head and there wasn't even any hesitation in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled out a pistol from his belt and pointed it at his head, then fired a "shot" and shook his head violently.

In fact, no one would have gone any further, because there was a diamond mining site ahead.

After leaving the taxi, Su Xiao got on the Bubtni and pointed in a certain direction.

After about three hours of traveling, a small town appeared in front of them.

— We've finally arrived.

After entering the town, Su Xiao quickly went to the market.

It sold not only vegetables, fruits, clothing, and so on, but also various firearms.

The most common types of firearms sold on the market were rifles from the Kalashnikov family.

This place was full of booths with different caliber ammunition. Some even openly sold heavy and heavy machine guns.

In this market weapons and ammunition were just like vegetables and fruits in ordinary markets.

As he progressed, Su Xiao saw more and more unique things, and soon he saw a yellow clay cake.

He studied the clay cake for a while, and when the stall owner noticed the disbelief on his face, he cut a piece of the cake and began to chew.

After leaving the market, Su Xiao decided to find a guide who could also be an interpreter, but it wouldn't be easy to find such a person.

Su Xiao knew the approximate location of his target, but not the exact one.

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