As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the car changed instantly.
Ngi's face fell immediately, and he looked back at Koirala: "No fire, what's wrong? Do you think it's too easy, or do you think the money you paid is not worth it?"
David Ringo knew something was wrong. He knew that black guys fear discrimination the most and could be offended by a joke. He turned around and slapped Koirala: "Don't mind, it was my men who said the wrong thing. I didn't mean to be disrespectful. I was just curious. You know, we still know too little about this place."
Ngi's complexion quickly recovered and he shook his head, "Nowhere in this hellhole is safe. Every hill you pass by may be ambushed by rebels. They can lie under the scorching sun all day and then suddenly jump out, holding a rifle and shooting, or there will be a bang and an explosion, and your head will hit the roof of the car. If you are lucky, you will be killed on the spot. If you are unlucky, you will be locked in the car and burned to death."
Ngi took a picture of the Hummer's dashboard and said, "This thing has a terrible mine protection performance. It only takes a roadside bomb or a high-explosive mine to send you to see God. You will soon find out whether it is worth it or not."
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