In Fanghua's sinister laughter, He Lu wolfed down ten hamburgers. Finally, she became angry out of embarrassment and pushed him out of the door.
"How lively! Are you two flirting behind my back?"
Mandy shook her wet hair and stood at the door, watching the two of them laugh.
"Mandy! You've also learned bad things from the hooligans!"
.....
Billy was dead!
His neck had been broken by a native of Sierra Leone leonean!
The next morning!
This news shocked the entire Northern Province.
Due to the lack of detailed information, Fanghua and the others were rendered as murderous demons, basically not eating human flesh for a day.
In the cities around Port Loko, everyone was anxiously watching the news reports, hesitating whether they should continue to flee.
Even the government of Sierra Leone was quietly waiting for this upstart of the northern province to make his move.
Of course, there was always a group of fearless creatures called reporters.
It was like a fly that had smelled the fishy smell and rushed over overnight.
Early the next morning, Fanghua was woken up by the noise at the door.
"We are reporters from the New York Daily! We have the right to interview your general!”
"I'm a reporter from India Daily! He wanted to know what the general thought about the civil strife in Sierra Leone!”
"This is Port Loko, Sierra Leone leiro. I'm Zhang Xinran, a reporter! The building behind me was the place where the heroine was imprisoned…Blablabla... Blablabla…"
The reporters surrounded the Lord of Blood Mist and Satan.
However, to the teenager, he didn't care about the reporters who didn't have any combat strength. He called over his new underlings and beat them up.
The black soldiers who had just been captured were thinking of ways to swear allegiance and fight mercilessly.
The reporters finally gave in. Some of them were even considering how to escape. They were not afraid of death, not courting death. What if they were treated as breakfast?
"General! The downstairs was surrounded by reporters! I want to interview you!"
Tony obediently stood outside the door. When he saw Fanghua open the door, he quickly came up to her.
"Reporter? What reporters?"
Zhou Keke was extremely sensitive to these two words. Fanghua glanced at it, and she hurriedly retracted her head.
"If the government of Sierra Leone could be so efficient, this place wouldn't be in such a mess! Tell them to wait for me downstairs!"
Fanghua muttered and turned back to the room.
"What happened?"
Mandy lay under the blanket, only showing her head as she looked at Fanghua and asked.
"Your colleague is here! Help me get a set of suitable clothes! It's best to be more native!"
Fanghua never cared about what she wore. The most important thing was that she was poor. After she became a little rich, she took Mandy to hide. It was not easy to survive. Now, this military uniform was a small gift from Mark of the peacekeepers.
However, he did not want to wear the military uniform of the peacekeepers to meet the reporters. Who knew what those guys could do?
"I don't think Billy's taste suits you!”
As she spoke, Mandy stretched and got out of the bed to show Fanghua his snow-white curves. She walked barefoot to the red wardrobe at the innermost side of the suite.
Opening the locker, it was filled with brightly colored clothes.
She turned her wardrobe upside down before she managed to find a set of clothes.
Wearing a navy blue checkered shirt, paired with brown striped shorts and a red silk cloak, his handsome face made him look more like a fashionista than a general.
"This is the first time I've seen someone wearing African traditional clothes in New York fashion!”
Mandy looked at Fanghua in amazement.
"I hope I can make a good appearance!”
Fanghua's concerns were obviously unnecessary, completely underestimating her own appearance.
"God! Is this guy really a general?"
"Hey! General! Look here!"
"Can you make a cool pose?”
The reporters forgot the pain in their bodies and pushed each other to take photos with their cameras.
After murdering a large number of Ferlins, the press conference gradually went on the right track.
"May I ask what your opinion is on the civil strife in Sierra Leone? Which side do you support, the government or the rebels?”
The one who spoke was a reporter from the local television station in Sierra Leone, the petite girl who had interviewed Billy not long ago.
"I have no opinion. If they can be as efficient as you, I will support them!”
Fanghua's humor made everyone laugh.
However, the reporters hoped to dig out news that would shock the world.
"May I ask, what do you think of capturing a female hero?”
The one who spoke was Zhang Xinran, her eyes filled with undisguised hatred.
"Excellent!"
"Eh? Is that all?"
Zhang Xinran couldn't wrap her head around it.
"I think she's very outstanding!"
Fanghua said with a smile.
sophistry! She had been fooled by an African native!
Sophomacy was not a pejoling term! It was a special language art! Combining resourcefulness and eloquence effectively to test a person's logical thinking ability, Fanghua belonged to the concept of stealing in sophistry.
She stomped her feet in shame and anger, but the reporters around her did not care about her awkward situation at all and recorded this scene in their small notebooks…
"May I ask if the future General will be involved in the civil strife in Sierra Leone?”
Another Ying Country reporter asked.
Everyone stopped recording and looked straight at Fanghua on the steps, hoping to get some shocking news out of his mouth.
"We are mercenaries! Whoever gives us money, we will work for them! "If I reject it, it's definitely not because it's too difficult, but because the money is too little! It's that simple!"
Fanghua's answer caused an uproar among the surrounding reporters.
"Could it be that they can detain prisoners?”
Zhang Xinran interrupted.
"Anything! Do you understand?"
"Aren't you afraid of others calling you the Demon General?”
Among the reporters, some continued to question.
Fanghua smiled evilly and said,"Who dares to block my way!" I will kill whoever it is! Demons are no exception!"
With that, he turned around and strode away, causing the surrounding reporters to look at each other in dismay.
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