"Where did this damn bitch come from?!"
Ressie and her four companions, cursing and swearing, immediately got up and, after weaving through a series of traps, arrived in front of Salla, shouting angrily:
"Hey! Who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing here?"
"Tachahenbei! Youyijieheilu!..."
Salla also started chattering away...
However, the language left them completely bewildered; they felt they had heard it somewhere before, but couldn't quite place it.
"This woman is really a country bumpkin."
Leixi muttered something in disbelief.
At this moment, Atot suddenly stepped forward and spoke up:
"A loud hissing sound appeared in the alley, a claw strike... You Da Jie Hei Lu..."
Upon hearing this, Reese and the others remembered that Attod's mother was an Indian, and this was an Indian language.
Indeed, some of the indigenous people of the Amazon are Native Americans.
They weren't the only ones surprised; Salla's eyes widened as well.
What the man with the same skin color as me just said was…
"We are modern humans, hunting prey. Who are you? Why are you here?"
Despite speaking a similar language, Salla felt no warmth from the other person; instead, she glared at them angrily.
Because the Baija tribe absolutely forbids the existence of men; they regard men only as tools for reproduction.
In particular, men who share the same bloodline and language are seen as demonic beings.
The Wendigo, whom they regard as a devil, is said to be male in legend.
Salra suddenly became agitated, shaking his bound right leg vigorously, and began to stammer in English:
"Why... are you arresting me!? Put me down! I want... to go home!"
"Holy crap! This woman can actually speak English?"
Rum, standing nearby, circled the woman, observing her closely as if he had discovered a rare little animal.
Ressie was stunned. He was quite certain that the woman's face and complexion were definitely European, and she could not possibly be in disguise.
But he had no intention of letting the other party off so easily, especially since such a person had suddenly appeared at the crucial moment of the ambush...
Based solely on her attire and her somewhat broken English, Rexy had reason to doubt her true identity.
99% of indigenous people cannot speak English.
"What's your name? Which tribe are you from? Why are you here alone? Where did you get these clothes? And where did you learn your English?"
Salra glanced around at the group, her upside-down body causing her dark cheeks to flush slightly, yet she still replied calmly:
“My name is Salla, I am from the Shura tribe, and I just came back from the edge of the jungle. My profession is tour guide.”
Upon hearing this, Lei Xi and the others exchanged glances, unable to detect any flaws in his words.
The Amazon does indeed have tour guides, whose purpose is to earn money from outdoor adventurers who want to explore jungle tribes.
Therefore, these tour guides usually know some basic English.
Since the other party has received a cultural education, it is not surprising that they would have this kind of clothing.
While the group was silently contemplating, Salra's eyes darted around, and she suddenly erupted in anger, shouting...
"Put me down right now! You bunch of rude Merrick Nigos!"
They're not even as good as those yellow-skinned Chinese. This is our Shu'a territory!
"Believe it or not, I'll signal right now for my people to come and kill you all!"
Upon hearing this, Lei Xi and the others widened their eyes, their fear mixed with surprise.
Merrike law has no jurisdiction over the Amazon. The Shur'a, one of the few large tribes in the Amazon, is known for its brutality, aggression, and warlike nature.
If they really angered them, they would be doomed.
"Um…"
Ressie quickly gave the others a signal, and Rum, Artaud, and the other three immediately pulled down the vines, cut them in half, and released Salra.
"hey-hey…"
Ressie put on a fawning smile and untied the vines from Salra's feet.
“Excuse me, Miss Salra, what did you mean by… those yellow-skinned Chinese people? Did you encounter them? Where are they?”
This was exactly what surprised Lei Xi. They had been lying in ambush with Ye Feng here for over an hour without seeing him, and they were wondering why.
Upon hearing this question, a hint of joy flashed in Salla's large eyes, but her face still wore an expression of lingering anger as she replied in an unfriendly tone:
"Well, about ten minutes ago, I met eight Chinese people in the woods over there."
They're just like you, wearing strange things on their heads and carrying bags on their backs.
There was this guy... uh... named Ye Feng who asked me which road was easier to take.
Unfortunately, they had no money on them, only a knife. So I gave them directions.
"vent!"
Artord, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter a curse.
"No wonder we kept waiting, they really changed their route! It's all your fault..."
Before he could finish speaking, Rachel reacted quickly and covered his mouth.
The ambush has failed. If we want to find Ye Feng, the woman in front of us is the key. We must not provoke her.
Meanwhile, Henry, who had been hiding in the distance watching everyone talking to Salla, couldn't hold back any longer.
He cautiously observed his surroundings, taking several steps at a time, before slowly walking to the group's side.
"What happened?"
Ressie then told him everything Salra had said.
Henry looked Salra up and down for a while but didn't notice anything amiss.
They'd spent so long setting up this elaborate trap, and even lost a brother in the process…
Ye Feng was thought to be doomed, but unexpectedly, his fate was ruined by the woman in front of him.
He was so angry that his hand unconsciously gripped the hilt of the knife at his waist, wishing he could stab the black woman to death right now.
Seeing Henry's suppressed anger, Reese quickly leaned close to his ear and whispered some advice:
"Henry, don't be impulsive. If we kill her now, not only will we not be able to find Ye Feng, but we may also attract a lot of unnecessary trouble."
The Shur'a are a large tribe in the Amazon; we can't afford to offend them.
Henry pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes helplessly, looking like he was constipated.
He knew that Reese was right.
Ye Feng and his group had been walking for more than ten minutes; if they didn't catch up soon, they would lose them.
For now, all we can do is catch up quickly and then reconsider.
After suppressing his anger, he forced a smile.
“Miss Salla, we are friends of those Chinese people. Could you take us to find them?”
Salla raised her light eyebrows slightly…
"Sure, but I'll charge you. Do you have the money?"
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