The car didn't stop for long. Death was something Li Yifei was all too familiar with, and having seen enough already, he didn't linger. For Zhang Xi, having been in Africa for so many years, he had witnessed countless such incidents and even faced life and death multiple times himself. Though it wasn't as chaotic as the Middle East, where someone could rush at you with a bomb at any moment or an attack could happen anytime, here too, war was frequent. For some inexplicable reason, a bloody vendetta could erupt between two tribes, with incidents of village massacres being all too common.
In some countries, anarchy reigned, with warlords and foreign-sponsored factions caught in constant conflict. In others, despite having governments, there was little difference from having none. The government was just crazy for wealth, ignoring the life and death of its people, and so, people who could not tolerate it began to resist.
