when i have experience

Chapter 287 Delivery to the Island
Chen Xing walked to the place where the traffic sign stood, the hole was still there, and Chen Xing hugged the super tall pillar and went inside.

From a certain point of view, Chen Xing is also a loyal believer of Brother Dali.

Vigorously miracle.

"Well, thank you for saving my daughter." The black woman hugged her daughter and cried for a while, then remembered that she hadn't thanked her daughter's savior, and hurriedly dragged her daughter behind Chen Xing.

At this time, Chen Xing was still busy hugging the pillars into the cave.

"Oh, it's okay, it's just a matter of little effort." Chen Xing finally pushed the pillar in, and it looked okay, not much different from before, except that there were two deep handprints on the pillar, Chen Xing turned around and looked at the black man mother and daughter.

"Brother, thank you." The little black girl thanked Chen Xing, and the soft voice made people almost melt.

Chen Xing naturally looked at the little girl with a smile.

But when the little girl stretched out her hands to hug Chen Xing, Chen Xing instinctively took a step back.

If any joint in his body is not controlled, the result of this little girl may not be much better than being blown up by a landmine.

For safety's sake, Chen Xing smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, let's go then, thank you." Seeing that Chen Xing refused her daughter's hug, the black woman didn't think much, and pulled the little girl away.

The little girl immediately forgot the danger she encountered just now, and she was still bouncing around as she walked, as if it wasn't her who was in danger of her life just now.

Chen Xing looked at the bouncing little girl and shook his head. How could she be so big-hearted like him? Chen Xing turned and walked towards the pickup truck. The delivery was going to be late today.

"Ah Xing, that pillar seems to be crooked." The black driver standing beside Chen Xing looked at the traffic sign, and it was obviously crooked.

Chen Xing turned his head to look at the pillar, heh, it was really crooked, probably because his two palm prints were too deep, which made the pillar crooked, Chen Xing walked back, put his hands on the pillar and twisted it, the metal The pillars of the traffic sign on the street looked like they were made of mud and were bent over.

Chen Xing took a few steps back after breaking the pillars. He looked at the pillars and thought they were straight, so he walked back to the pickup truck. It took him a lot of work to get into the car, otherwise the car might be broken by him. .

Chen Xing shocked the black driver by breaking the metal pillar like breaking mud. What is going on?He looked at his arm, then at Chen Xing's arm.

It's almost rough, doesn't it make sense?

The doubtful black driver decided to try it himself. He came to the pillar, put his hands on Chen Xing's handprint just now, and gritted his teeth hard. The pillar didn't even move, let alone crooked.

Not moving.

I tried again with all my breastfeeding strength, only to find that the pillar was still motionless.

The black driver turned around and pretended to be okay, whistling and walked towards the pickup truck, making sure that Chen Xing didn't see what he had just done.

Too embarrassing.

Chen Xing slowly climbed onto the cargo box of the pickup truck again like an old man, leaning against the side of the cargo box and curled up together, no different from an old man basking in the sun.

The black driver got back into the driver's seat and drove the old pickup truck south.

A few hours later, the pickup truck drove onto an island, and it was obvious that the buildings and population seen along the way had increased, and it was no longer just the local black people, but also many white and yellow people.

It has only been more than ten years since Angola stopped fighting and began to rebuild. It is this island that has a relatively complete and developed tourism industry in this country.

Musulu Island.

Surrounded by water, Musulu Island has the best sandy beaches in the country. The island has lush vegetation, coconut trees, papaya and mango trees. It is a tropical scenery, and the summer here is very long and long.

Chen Xing looked at the pedestrians and buildings around him, even though he had seen them many times, he still found them very interesting.

The buildings along the way include modern holiday villas and African thatched huts with different shapes.

The old pickup truck was parked next to a small pier. Musulu Island is very long, and there are several small islands that are completely separated from the land and must be reached by speedboat.

Chen Xing picked up the rope that bound the pile of wood with one finger, and slowly and carefully got off the cargo box of the pickup truck.He didn't dare to clamp the wood under his arm. If he did, he would definitely not be able to control it, and he would crush the wood to pieces.

That looks terrible.

The black driver got down from the driver's seat and looked at Chen Xing who was staggering. He really thought that the buddy who was transporting goods with him was a fan. He is like an old man with disabilities, but his strength is still amazing, which is amazing.

The key is that you can't help him when you see him faltering. If you try to help him, you may be pushed to the ground, and several ribs may be broken.

Don't ask black drivers how they know.

The question is that it fell.

Chen Xing carefully carried the bundle of wood down from the cargo box, and waved to the black driver.

"gone."

"Well, call me." The black driver nodded and gave Chen Xing some change.

Chen Xing stretched out his hands to reach out to the black driver, and the black driver put the money in Chen Xing's hands. He has long been used to it. Chen Xing never takes money from others, he only spreads his hands to let people give money Put it in his hand.

Chen Xing took the money and waved to the black driver, and got on the speedboat to the small island separated from the land, which was the terminal for his delivery of goods, and the goods were a bundle of wood he was carrying.

Chen Xing sat on the speedboat leisurely, and gave the change in his hands to the people who drove the speedboat. These people also knew Chen Xing, and Chen Xing had been delivering goods for several months.

"Going to the island again." The speedboat driver took the change from Chen Xing's hand and chatted with Chen Xing.

"Well, I have to deliver again." Chen Xing grinned.

"This thing is very popular recently." The speedboat driver smiled and glanced at the wood in Chen Xing's hand.

Chen Xing smiled slightly, "This thing will still sell well even if there are hundreds of financial crises."

While the two were chatting and laughing, the speedboat was full of tourists. Chen Xing lowered his head among the tourists. The blue peaked cap covered his face, and no one paid attention to him.Tourists don't care about this lonely yellow man, except for the occasional glance at the face under the blue peaked cap.

You will be amazed that this ordinary-looking and even a bit scruffy person has such beautiful and handsome eyes.

Everyone was seated, and the speedboat driver started the speedboat after collecting the money, heading for the small island not far away.

Chen Xing just looked at the swaying sea like this. For him now, the sea has less sense of mystery and strangeness, and is more like a familiar old friend.

(End of this chapter)