Zhuang Rui said this somewhat embarrassedly, "Uh, as you know, King Kong is male, and he's reached the age where he needs to find a mate..."
As King Kong's leader, Zhuang Rui might not be able to give him a harem, but at least he should be able to solve King Kong's basic physiological needs, right? Otherwise, gorillas like King Kong might really become extinct.
"No, absolutely not, Mr. Zhuang. Although the Congo rainforest isn't far from here, it's one of the most chaotic areas. I can't guarantee your safety if we go there..."
Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, President Wei was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't been back to China for two years and hadn't expected that the spoiled brats in the country had developed to this extent. Not only did they keep such a fearsome pet, but they also had to find it a wife.
Chapter 1250 Entering the Primeval Forest
"confusion?"
Zhuang Rui didn't quite understand the word that President Wei used.
"Yes, it's chaos..."
Mr. Wei nodded and continued, "In the primeval forests of Congo, there are not only venomous snakes and ferocious beasts that can kill instantly, but also hiding places for anti-government forces and terrorists. Conflict is inevitable whenever the two sides meet in the forest..."
The China-Africa Mining Company is located on the border of the Congolese forest. In the past two years, they have encountered many attacks. Otherwise, the company headquarters would not have built a high wall and put up barbed wire to prevent attacks by armed groups.
"Can't we even have Brother Zhou and the others come along?"
Upon hearing what President Wei said, Zhuang Rui's heart began to pound.
Finding a wife for King Kong is important, but his own life is also very valuable. If he were to encounter those ruthless terrorists, the Central African Republic would probably be his final resting place.
After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, President Wei shook his head and said, "Many of those guys hiding in the primeval forest are retired soldiers from various countries. Given their familiarity with the terrain, even with national support, we can only be on the defensive; we simply can't..."
Most of the terrorists wanted internationally are psychologically twisted individuals. If you see a mangled corpse hanging from a tree in the forest, it is most likely the work of these perverts.
Although General Wei did not say it explicitly, his words clearly showed that he did not have a high opinion of the group of soldiers who escorted Zhuang Rui.
Compared to the seasoned terrorists and anti-government forces in the jungle, these bloodless little guys are no match for them at all.
"Alright, Mr. Wei, please go ahead with your work. Let me think about it some more..."
Zhuang Rui felt a chill run down his spine. He never imagined that although the people of Libia hadn't caused him any trouble, there was actually a group of murderous monsters hiding in this jungle, and they were the kind who killed anyone they saw without distinguishing right from wrong.
After President Wei left, Zhuang Rui called Peng Fei in again. Of course, King Kong was also following behind. If you don't keep an eye on this guy, he'll dare to sneak into the jungle.
Zhuang Rui recounted his entire conversation with President Wei to Peng Fei. Peng Fei was an expert in jungle exploration and survival, and therefore had more authority to speak on the subject.
After listening to Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei curled his lip in disdain and said, "Brother Zhuang, don't listen to President Wei's nonsense. He's just trying to scare you; it's not that exaggerated..."
Peng Fei is the kind of guy who's restless to the core. Only danger can keep him in top form and give him that adrenaline rush. And according to what he knows, the facts are very different from what President Wei said.
"Well, tell me what exactly happened. Also, how do you know that President Wei was talking nonsense?"
Zhuang Rui was stunned by what he heard; he hadn't expected Peng Fei to say such a thing.
"Of course I know, I was here six years ago..."
Peng Fei seemed to have let something slip. He stopped speaking, glanced at Zhuang Rui, and seeing that he had no expression, continued, "It's true that there are anti-government forces in the Congolese jungle, and even the internationally known Boy Scouts, but they all have their own traditional territories. As long as you don't enter their territory, you won't encounter them. As for those terrorists, they won't stay in the forest at all. Central Africa is such a large place, with many towns and tribes, enough for them to hide and live a good life. How could those guys who are used to enjoying life possibly live a life of hardship?"
After hearing Peng Fei's words, Zhuang Rui felt that they made a lot of sense. Aside from religious reasons, the reason for becoming a terrorist was simply to have money to drink, eat meat, and have women. If he really stayed in the forest all day, was he supposed to find a female gorilla to solve his physiological needs?
Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and asked, "Then how many people do you think we need to go find King Kong's kind?"
"What's the use of having more people? It'll only make us more visible. Brother Zhuang, I think you don't even need to go. I can just bring King Kong myself..."
Although Peng Fei wanted to go into the forest to relive the days of gunfire and bullets, he had not forgotten his duty. The dangers of the jungle did not come solely from humans; the anacondas, venomous snakes, centipedes, and scorpions could all kill people, and they were impossible to guard against.
“That won’t do. When King Kong gets angry, he won’t listen to anyone but me…”
Zhuang Rui shook his head. After learning about the locals' attitude towards gorillas, Zhuang Rui was no longer comfortable leaving King Kong here. Even if he found it a mate, Zhuang Rui planned to take it with him.
Zhuang Rui also has a large area of island forest on his own "Xuanrui Island". He will let King Kong go there to rule the world. Not only that, Zhuang Rui also plans to bring White Lion and the others there in the future, since the city is not their home.
"Brother Zhuang... let's forget about it then..."
Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei hesitated. He was confident that he and Jin Gang could escape unscathed in the forest, but he didn't dare to take Zhuang Rui into danger. After all, such an adventure was like dancing on the edge of a knife, with danger and excitement coexisting.
"Damn, are you afraid I'll become a burden?"
Zhuang Rui guessed Peng Fei's meaning, glared at him irritably, and then said, "Apart from being a little less skilled in jungle warfare than you, I'm much better physically. If you can go, why can't I?"
After listening to Peng Fei's explanation, Zhuang Rui felt that entering the forest was not very dangerous. After all, the range of spiritual energy he could detect was more than ten kilometers. As long as he paid attention to the situation within this range, he could completely avoid those anti-government armed forces.
Zhuang Rui also entered the Savage Mountain in Myanmar, and he was not particularly afraid of the primeval forest.
Moreover, Zhuang Rui had often seen scientists conducting scientific research in nature documentaries, going deep into the areas where gorillas live. Could it be that he was inferior to those people?
Peng Fei hadn't expected his words to solidify Zhuang Rui's resolve to enter the jungle. He couldn't help but grimac and said, "Brother Zhuang, please don't make things difficult for me. If my wife finds out, she'll skin me alive! Besides, Brother Zhou and the others will definitely not allow you to enter the forest. How about... we go find them?"
Peng Fei knew that Zhou Liang was the one Song Jun had arranged to protect Zhuang Rui in Central Africa. If Zhou Liang knew Zhuang Rui's thoughts, he would definitely object.
Zhuang Rui knew he couldn't get Zhou Liang's approval for this operation, so he said, "Why bother with them? Let's just sneak away with King Kong. We can keep in touch with them using a satellite phone. Hey, if you're scared, I'll take King Kong myself..."
Peng Fei gritted his teeth and asked, "Brother Zhuang, are you really going?"
"Nonsense, instead of wasting your time here all day, why not go find King Kong a wife..."
Mining work has already begun, and Zhuang Rui has completely relinquished his responsibilities. No one will consult him for his opinions, and all the work is being overseen by professionals.
So, aside from entertaining those tribal chiefs for the first few days, Zhuang Rui now spends his days either wandering around the company's perimeter or going out to face those black women with their breasts constantly jiggling. He's almost getting styes from it.
"Okay, let's go then!"
Peng Fei was also incredibly audacious. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Weapons are easy to obtain, but we also need to prepare some other things. Three days... we'll set off in three days..."
In the jungle, you face many unexpected dangers. For example, if you are bitten by a venomous snake, you must immediately inject the relevant antivenom, otherwise the venom can kill you within minutes.
The preparations Peng Fei mentioned involved purchasing these medicines. Fortunately, although Africa is a relatively underdeveloped region, many international Red Cross organizations are stationed there, so obtaining these medicines was not difficult.
In the following days, Zhuang Rui never mentioned the matter again to President Wei. President Wei was already overwhelmed with work related to the mining company, so he was naturally happy that Zhuang Rui, this spoiled brat, wasn't causing him any trouble.
Having lived here for almost a month, the surrounding tribes had completely accepted Zhuang Rui and Jin Gang's presence. Every morning, Zhuang Rui would take Jin Gang out for a stroll. However, on this particular morning, after Zhuang Rui went out, he didn't return until noon.
Upon receiving the news, Zhou Liang discovered that Peng Fei had also disappeared. Finally, he found a letter in Zhuang Rui's room, revealing that these two audacious individuals had actually gone into the forest to find a so-called mate for King Kong.
Zhou Liang knew the dangers of the forest and dared not rashly lead his soldiers, who lacked any jungle survival skills, into the jungle to search; that would be suicide. He could only report the situation to Major General Li Shaohua, who was over a hundred miles away, immediately. ...
In a forest on the border of Congo, there is a small village hidden deep in the jungle, surrounded by huge trees and vegetation.
The village is entirely made up of treehouses built in the tall broad-leaved trees, blending seamlessly with the surrounding environment. If you are not a local native, you would hardly notice it even if you were right next to it.
"David, why did you come back here? All you did was sleep with a few black girls, is it really necessary to hide here?"
Inside a treehouse about ten meters above the ground, three or four people were having a conversation. However, unlike the Black people who should have been there, these were all white Westerners.
Upon hearing the question from the man with the scar on his face, the refined-looking David, who wore glasses, suddenly erupted in anger, shouting, "Damn it, can't you control your own crotch? You can play around, but why did you have to kill someone? Do you know how much trouble this will cause?"
The scarred man, somewhat resentful of being scolded, muttered under his breath, "What's there to be afraid of? The US Navy SEALs can't do anything to us, can they?"
Chapter 1251 Map
"Crack..."
Upon hearing the man's shouts, David drew a Desert Eagle from his waist, cocked it, pointed the muzzle at the scarred man in front of him, and said coldly, "If you want to die, don't drag so many people down with you. Just because the Americans haven't come looking for us yet doesn't mean they'll let us go..."
With a gun pointed at his head, the scarred man immediately shut his mouth, which had been spewing spittle. He knew that his older brother was ruthless, and if he continued to ramble on, although David wouldn't kill him, he might lose some of his manhood's functions.
"Alright, David, that's just Ralph's temper. He's your own brother, don't you know that? You should put the gun away..."
Seeing the tense atmosphere in the room, someone tried to smooth things over, scolding the scarred man, "Ralph, we're not in a good position, you'd better tone it down..."
“Maxim, I didn’t do anything, I just slept with a few Black women, right? David, even if I was wrong this time…”
Faced with the gun, Scarface had no choice but to back down, though he still wore an indifferent expression. In the eyes of a man like him, all brawn and no brain, Africa was their paradise, where they could do whatever they wanted.
That's true. After kidnapping a group of the world's richest people in the United States, they fled to Central Africa and, after several battles with local forces and mercenaries, managed to establish a foothold.
This place is a paradise for adventurers and criminals. Guns are rampant and drugs are everywhere. More importantly, human life is worthless here. You can shoot and kill anyone you don't like without any police talking to you about the law.
Of course, if you kill a slave of a chief or noble class, you will have to pay with your life if you don't want to start a war. The price of a black life is not much different from the value of a cow or sheep.
However, Ralph made a huge mistake this time. His methods of torturing and killing those black women were too cruel, which angered the chiefs of several surrounding tribes, who prepared to unite and wipe them out.
Money could no longer solve the problem, so David could only take the twenty-odd men who had fled to Central Africa with him and disappear into the primeval forest, intending to lie low for a while before returning to the human settlements.
The place they were staying in was a village of Black natives a little over a year ago. David and his gang of Russians, who had fled there like stray dogs, killed them all and made this secluded place one of their hideouts.
"Keep that thing in your pants under control, or I won't hesitate to cut it off and feed it to the monkeys..."
David's cold gaze swept over his younger brother. Compared to more than a year ago, David's appearance was quite different from when that shocking heist happened in America. Apart from his cold gaze, which remained unchanged, his facial features had changed.
Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, David looked more than ten years younger than before, with a refined appearance like a scholar. However, the moment he opened his mouth to speak, his tyrannical aura was unmistakable.
Standing next to him, Maxim's appearance was also different from before. These two guys, who revealed their true faces at the scene of the shocking American heist, had both undergone facial surgery.
David, this self-taught guy from prison, really has some skills. After the robbery, he not only escaped unscathed, but he also managed to subdue Maxim and his gang of Russians.
Originally, they were hiding in the sparsely populated Siberia, but what they did crossed the line for the US government, and involved so many super-rich people and famous people from various countries, so the US government was not willing to let it go.
I don't know what kind of deal the US and Russian governments made, but these two countries, which have never gotten along, actually joined forces to conduct a military exercise in Siberia. The purpose of the exercise, of course, was to wipe out these audacious bandits.
However, David has an exceptionally keen sense of danger. On the eve of the military exercise, he sensed something was wrong and immediately disappeared from Siberia with Maxim and others, leaving the United States furious but helpless.
"David, how long are we going to hide here?"
Markram, who looks like a polar bear, is also getting impatient with his current life. Although there is plenty of food here, there are no women, no conflicts, and he spends all his time with monkeys jumping around in the trees, which makes the people feel a kind of resentment.
"It'll take at least another three months. I heard they've mobilized a lot of people to hunt us down. Once things calm down, we'll move to another area. In another two or three years, when the US isn't chasing us too closely, we can return to the civilized world. Damn it, this place is no human being..."
David was never a good person to begin with. In the Central Africa, he slept with just as many women as Ralph did. Of course, he didn't have the same penchant for torturing and killing women.
"Three months? Okay, Ralph, just don't cause any more trouble next time..."
Upon hearing David's words, Markram glared at Ralph with displeasure, grabbed a bottle of rum, gulped it down, and said, "How about... we head into the forest and hunt some animals? I've heard some animal pelts are quite valuable..."
In a way, Markram and Peng Fei are alike; they are both people who can't stand being alone and only strong stimulation can make them feel their own existence.
Ralph, who was quite skilled at seducing women, immediately jumped up upon hearing Markram's words and said, "Damn it, Markram, this place is full of poisonous snakes and scorpions. I'm not going there. Besides, we have billions of dollars in Swiss banks. Why would we care about a little bit of money?"
During that operation in the United States, David extorted hundreds of billions of dollars from those super-rich individuals, all of which were transferred to more than a dozen different Swiss banks through special channels.
However, under pressure from the US government, some of the funds were frozen by certain banks, but some banks that could withstand the pressure allowed David and his team to retain billions of dollars in funds.
It was thanks to this money that David and his men were able to leave Siberia and enter the Central African Republic. Furthermore, through his connections, Markram armed all his men to the teeth, which enabled them to gain a foothold in the Central African Republic.
"Shut up, cough... cough cough..."