"Work? What kind of work? Did you go out to kill people and set fires? "Jiang Cheng questioned.
When Zheng Xiaohu heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I just went out to teach those terrorists a lesson!"
Jiang Cheng frowned, "Terrorists? What terrorists? I think you guys are almost becoming terrorists now, and you've even started to do the shady business of mercenaries. How much money did they give you? What did they ask you to do? I've only been in the Middle East for a day, and I've heard so many legendary stories about you guys that my ears are getting calluses! "
Jiang Cheng's incessant scolding made Zheng Xiaohu's scalp go numb. He knew that what he had done was completely contrary to his elder brother's usual demands.
He argued, "Brother, you don't know how cruel the IS is. You know them, they killed twenty-five of our brothers. Twenty-five of them. After they died, they whipped their bodies and exposed them to the sun. We haven't found their bodies yet. We've let them down!"
As he spoke, Zheng Xiaohu's emotions began to get agitated. Zheng Xiaohu stayed in the Middle East for less than a month, but he was already very familiar with his comrades. Witnessing the death of his comrades with his own eyes, Zheng Xiaohu, who had been muddling around for a long time, couldn't take it anymore. He shouted that he wanted to fight the IS with his life.
Fortunately, Liu Dazhi and a group of brothers held him back, or else he would have been killed by machine guns like the twenty-five brothers.
Jiang Cheng once again heard the tragic death of his brothers, and the anger in his heart was ignited at that moment. The IS was already notorious internationally, but when Jiang Cheng heard it from his most trusted brothers, the anger in Jiang Cheng's heart was ignited.
Jiang Cheng pulled out the fake mustache on his lips and asked Zheng Xiaohu seriously, "Xiaohu, is everything you said true?"
Zheng Xiaohu nodded hard, "Everything I said is true, brother, you must avenge our brothers. They're too cruel, they don't even treat people as human beings. I've been here for a few months, and I can see them everywhere. They kill people like flies and treat human lives like grass. They're more cruel than the fascists!"
Jiang Cheng's character was extremely dark at this time. He reached out to stop Zheng Xiaohu and said, "Stop talking, I'll definitely avenge you. Xiaohu, call your brother Dazhi and Xiao Bai back immediately, I have something to tell them!"
When Zheng Xiaohu heard Jiang Cheng's words, he immediately perked up. He asked excitedly, "Brother, are you going to bring us to fight with the IS? I'm already prepared, I'm just waiting for your order. Our brothers will not say a word and rush forward to fight those bastards. If we don't send them to God, I don't believe in Buddha! "
Du Yuan stood at the side and laughed, "The IS people don't believe in God, their hearts are Allah. You don't seem to believe in Buddha either, you should believe in this!"
As he said that, Du Yuan took out a huge black iron lump from his pocket. Zheng Xiaohu took a closer look and couldn't help but be shocked. He went up to touch the iron lump in Du Yuan's hand and praised, "Kroger G17, f * ck, this is the pistol I've always wanted. I couldn't find it for a long time, I didn't expect you to have it. Instructor Du, how about giving it to me?"
Du Yuan said with a smile, "It's not that I can't give it to you, but you have to exchange it with something that matches me. Don't think that I don't know you guys have a lot of things in your hands, just give me a piece of scrap metal!"
Du Yuan said it lightly, but the meaning in his tone was obvious that he would never exchange it with Zheng Xiaohu if he didn't have something good.
Zheng Xiaohu thought about it and said, "Instructor Du, what do you want? Just tell me, as long as I have it, you can choose whatever you want!"
Du Yuan curled his lips and laughed, "Give me a PSS, I've always dreamed of getting one, but it's too hard to buy. I know you guys have a lot of connections, you can get anything!"
Zheng Xiaohu's face changed and said, "Instructor Du, you really know your stuff. You only pick difficult guys, no matter how I look at it, I feel like I'm losing money!"
"Come on, you brat, you think I don't know you? Hurry up and take it!" Du Yuan didn't give Zheng Xiaohu any face.
Zheng Xiaohu smiled, touched his nose and walked into the room. Jiang Cheng and Du Yuan found a place to sit in the living room. After a while, Zheng Xiaohu came out of the room with a Russian-made PSS in his hand. Zheng Xiaohu threw the pistol into Du Yuan's hand and said unhappily, "Instructor Du, you've made a lot of money. The market price of my gun is at least twice the price of your gun.
That's twice as much. No, you have to give me another one. Otherwise, I'll suffer a huge loss! "
Du Yuan ignored him, "I only brought one. Take it if you have it. Hurry up and give me the bullets!"
Zheng Xiaohu 'reluctantly' handed the rest of the magazine to Du Yuan and took the G17 from him. As soon as the G17 was in his hand, Zheng Xiaohu went upstairs excitedly. After a while, a dull gunshot came from upstairs.
When Jiang Cheng heard the gunshot, he thought that someone was shooting nearby. Later, he realized that it was Xiao Hu testing the gun upstairs. Jiang Cheng couldn't help but frown. He waved to a man standing upstairs and asked him why Xiao Hu was shooting upstairs in broad daylight.
The man smiled and said, "Boss, you don't know this, but there are gunshots every day in Al-Al. Many Arabs will shoot in their own homes. The local police have long been used to it and won't ask too much about it. So if they play with guns in their own homes, even if they shoot tens of thousands of bullets, as long as there are no casualties, the police won't care at all!"
When Jiang Cheng heard this, he turned to Du Yuan and said with a smile, "Old Du, I found that I suddenly like this country!" Du Yuan laughed and said, "Of course, you will slowly find out.
Du Yuan laughed and said, "Of course, you'll find out slowly. In fact, I've long fallen in love with this land. There's so much freedom in this land. A man can marry four wives. Jiang Cheng, your situation is very suitable for immigration to this country. You have so many female friends around you. I think you'll be too busy. By the way, where's the girl you brought with you during the day?"
Jiang Cheng waved his hand and said, "I let her go back to the hotel alone. She has to fly back to China tomorrow. We men are doing such dangerous things, so how can we bring an old woman with us?"
"Haha, but I really advise you to migrate to this country. It is really suitable for people like you. You have four wives, and all of them are legal. At that time, you don't have to worry about so many female confidantes around you. I think you are a little too busy now. There are so many girls around you!"
Jiang Cheng smiled awkwardly. Du Yuan's words poked at the bottom of his heart. Beautiful wives were the dream of every man. As for his own emotional problems, Jiang Cheng also had a headache when he thought about it. No matter which girl it was around him, Jiang Cheng could not give up so easily.
Mino, Li Shiya, Qin Qin, and Hu Pei were the four women who had skin contact with him. He could not bear to lose any of them. There was also the little witch Ning Meng in Beijing, and the violent police flower Wang Xue. They were all infatuated women. He was not Wei Xiaobao. China was not ancient times. It was impossible for a man to marry so many women.
However, Du Yuan's words made an idea in Jiang Cheng's mind emerge again. It might be a good choice to migrate to Arabia or a country that supported polygamy. Mino seemed to have mentioned to him that if he immigrated abroad, he could get rid of the restrictions of domestic marriage laws and marry other women. However, he did not know whether Li Shiya and Qin Qin would accept this suggestion. It seemed that it was time to find a time to talk to them about this matter.
But of course, it was not the time to talk about love now. The task that the general gave him had not been completed yet. He had to finish what he had to do. Then, it was time to talk about love.
Jiang Cheng looked at the watch on his wrist and found that it was already past eight o 'clock in the evening. He wondered why Liu Dazhi and Little Bai had not come back yet.
Jiang Cheng went upstairs and found Zheng Xiaohu's room. He found that Zheng Xiaohu was playing with a gun in his room. Jiang Cheng knocked on the door and asked, "Xiaohu, when will Dazhi and Little Bai come back?"
Zheng Xiaohu looked at the time and said, "It's almost time. Dazhi and Brother Little Bai went out to explore today. They should have returned to the camp with the brothers now. If I'm not wrong, they should be back now!"
As soon as Zheng Xiaohu's voice fell, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs. After a while, Liu Dazhi's loud voice came into Jiang Cheng's ears.
"Damn it. Fortunately, I was smart enough at that time. Otherwise, we would be kneeling there today. Little Bai, thank you very much. You saved my life again today!"
"Brother Dazhi, what are you talking about? We don't need to thank each other so much. It's what we should do. Hey, isn't this Instructor Du? Why are you here?"
When Jiang Cheng and Xiaohu heard the sound downstairs, they walked downstairs while talking. When Jiang Cheng saw Liu Dazhi and Little Bai, he could not help but be surprised. They were covered in blood, and the blood on their faces had not been wiped off. They looked like soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield.
"Old Du sent me here to see you. I think if I don't take care of you, you will soon become the f * cking lone wolves in this desert!" Jiang Cheng said in a slightly unhappy tone.
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