Mo An's bones were also quite tough, so his persistence almost made Fang Senyan want to violate his principle of not harming women and children, even though these women and children could skillfully use an AK to take down ten people.

Fortunately, Fang Senyan quickly and successfully shifted the pressure onto Mo An. In the eyes of the others, Mo An was largely responsible for the deaths of their relatives. So, after Fang Senyan shot the seventeenth man, his wife stood up and screamed frantically:

"You should have started with Mo An's family first, his wife, son, father, brothers!! Why shouldn't that bastard be punished first?"

Fang Senyan's eyes lit up and said:

"Good idea, but I don't know these people... Oh, you should be very familiar with them."

Fang Senyan shamelessly used the pronouns "you" and "they" to successfully sow discord between Mo An and his tribesmen.

Next, Mo An's "nine generations" were selected, even the men who had had sexual relations with him were not spared...

Not everyone can watch their loved ones die in front of them without batting an eye. Mo An's nerves seemed to be exceptionally resilient, but after seeing six people die, he still felt that he was reaching his limit.

The threat of the Zandala tribe in Benghazi was great, but at least it was not imminent. At this time, Mo An was quite regretful for his attempt to swindle some money. He now realized that that sum of money was almost like a burning coal, oh no, like lava, so hot to handle.

After the seventh person, Mo An's favorite younger brother, died, he finally roared:

"Stop! Stop. I'll tell you everything! Tell you everything you want to know!"

Fang Senyan smiled:

"Isn't that great? Look, I gave you three times the price, but you still hesitated and refused. If I had known this would happen, you should have welcomed me in that store and honestly made the deal. Why did so many people have to die, and why did it take so long?"

Mo An gritted his teeth and said:

"That's because you don't know the cruelty of the Zandala tribe!! They are a bunch of lunatics!"

Fang Senyan incisively said:

"Since you don't want to do it, oh, you should say you don't dare to do it, then why did you take my money?"

Mo An was immediately speechless. He didn't have the guts to say that he just wanted to swindle him. Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Look, so it's all your fault, you underestimated my strength. So you wanted to deceive me, but you just didn't realize one thing, and that is, why is it impossible for me to be much more terrifying than the Zandala tribe?"

Mo An was stunned. His reason told him that this was absolutely impossible. How could a group of people compete with the Zandala tribe, which had a total population of 170,000 and reportedly possessed Apaches and missiles? But Fang Senyan didn't give him time to be in a daze, and directly said:

"I'll give you ten seconds to give me the information that I have already paid for."

*

Given the lessons learned from Mo An, Fang Senyan and the others no longer intended to complete the task by peaceful means. In Benghazi, the Zandala tribe had almost replaced the functions of the government, and their ferocity could stop children from crying at night.

So, the thing that Fang Senyan and the others were looking for, the Nigerian Tjukue gold mask, was placed so openly on the desk of Zandala, the tribal leader.

Although for ordinary people, taking this thing away would have to go through n checkpoints and n high-level anti-theft devices. That was almost a terrifying chasm, but for Fang Senyan and the others, it didn't seem as difficult as imagined.

"The only news we have now is that the target object is on the desk of tribal leader Zandala. And the Zandala Building he is in is a modern building covering an area of more than 60,000 square meters, with a damn 7,000 rooms in it!" Fang Senyan sighed and said:

"Besides that, we are completely clueless, we don't know the terrain of that damn place, we don't know the layout of the traps, we don't know the relevant firepower points, and we don't even know what is so special about this Tjukue gold mask. This is not good news, and what's worse is that we are running out of time! Let's all talk about our opinions."

Reef made a straightforward "sweep" gesture.

Zi's opinion was to split up into four groups. It shouldn't be difficult to get all the names of the core members of the Zandala tribe. Then, three people would assassinate those lackeys to create chaos, and Fang Senyan would go straight to the heart of the palace, which should be able to handle it.

After hearing Zi's plan, Fang Senyan could only smile wryly. Zi had too much faith in him, but Fang Senyan knew his own limits. He knew that he was not suitable for this job. Even if he could rush in, he might not be able to escape. After all, there were Loki and Fu, two guys who were thorns in his back! Doing this kind of thing in this situation was too risky.

At this time, Fang Senyan suddenly missed Ronnie from the planet Euphemos. If this guy was by his side, then everything would be as simple as a red-hot dinner knife meeting butter.

As for whether Ronnie personally wanted to do this, Fang Senyan didn't consider this question. It would be a good thing if he was willing to go, and if he wasn't willing to go, a few kicks would naturally make it happen... For some reason, although Ronnie was very unruly and stubborn in doing things, he was very receptive to the military's corporal punishment of subordinates.

Sanzi said that he could use Kuluteguo's ability to dig a tunnel in, but the key issue was also concentrated on the inability to pinpoint the location. Fang Senyan and the others couldn't even find the study where the Tjukue gold mask was placed. What's the use of digging in?

At this time, Old Charlie proposed a plan. This plan was full of risky and evil tricks from beginning to end, as well as widespread death. But the effect was also extremely obvious. It could unbelievably make the Zandala tribe actively send out the Tjukue gold mask. After Fang Senyan heard it, he was silent for a while, and then nodded.

In hot Africa, most people have the habit of taking a nap, because the tropical sunshine is particularly intense during this time in the afternoon, so they simply rest in the shade to avoid the power of the sun.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning when Fang Senyan and the others arrived in the city of Benghazi, and it was only a little over an hour away from the large-scale nap time.

Then... the demon Freddy, who had advanced with the help of Professor X and the two perverts, Qin, chuckled strangely and walked into people's dreams at the same time... To be precise, he walked into the dreams of the people living in the Zandala Building. At this time, Freddy could enter the dreams of twenty people at a time!"

These twenty people died completely within one to seven minutes. Even the most advanced medical methods could only lead to the cause of death being "cardiac arrest."

Then the demon Freddy began to choose the next batch of victims.

In just half an hour, the number of people who died of "cardiac arrest" reached an astonishing 110, and then Freddy stopped. However, before stopping, he still entered the dreams of thirty people and then carried out guidance and influence. The dreams of these thirty people were different, but there would be a clear common point, that is, the Tjukue gold mask, and before the end of the dream, this mask tried to slaughter them in their most fearful way...

It is conceivable what a terrifying uproar this would cause in the Zandala Building, which was like a solid iron plate.

One hundred and ten corpses in different positions, of different sexes, and whose relationships with each other were completely random.

Thirty witnesses who were extremely frightened, in different positions, of different sexes, and whose relationships with each other were completely random.

The Tjukue gold mask instantly transformed into a devil's relic.

But the stubborn old Zandala very, very resolutely rejected the wishes of the people. In fact, he had done this kind of thing many times. The stubbornness of the elderly was almost harder than uncut granite. How could he change for the sake of a mere hundred or so lives?

So... the second wave of deaths continued to strike. Because there was no natural opportunity to catch up with the lunch break, the number of deaths this time dropped to forty, but the name of the current old Zandala was added to the death list. Eleven people, terrified to the point of near mental breakdown, once again jointly accused the Tjukue gold mask of trying to kill them in the most tragic way in their dreams.

This time, the entire building was in chaos. This was not only because of the death chaos caused by the mask, but also because of the vacuum chaos that appeared after the power was lost in an instant!

The old Zandala's body was very healthy until his death. Although he was already fifty-eight years old, there was no indication that he could not live to sixty-eight, seventy-eight, or even eighty-eight years old, so from him down, power was very evenly distributed among several of his sons.

This means four words: division, infighting.

Fang Senyan and his party walked into the Zandala Building as doctors. The guards at the door were nothing more than decorations, and when they walked into the building, they even heard gunshots. As of now, Fang Senyan and the others did not know where the Tjukue gold mask was placed, but they believed that after experiencing so many things, someone would rush to take them there.

"Hey! You infected person!" Reef grabbed a woman next to him and said anxiously, "I am a member sent by the United Nations Health Organization! I heard that there is also that terrible killer virus here, quickly take us to the source of the virus!"

The woman's face immediately turned blue, because of the authority brought by the white coat, she heard the three words very clearly: "In...fec...ted person?" The woman trembled.