Chapter 188: Meet fellow villagers

After the middle-aged man asked, he stared at An Feng tightly.

An Feng, who was opposite him, smiled gently, lifted the towel around his waist and wiped his sweat. He replied lazily and slackly: "You asked the wrong person. I am not their boss. I am just an errand. Do you think they will tell me their secret?"

This sentence reveals at least three secrets: First, the old man and Salvi are not in An Feng's hands; Second, An Feng is a very cautious person and never involves things outside his business; Third, An Feng is not greedy

If the old man was in An Feng's hands, he suddenly heard that the other party still had a huge amount of funds. An Feng's eyes might lit up, and he thought silently and went back to force the confession, forcing someone to hand over the funds, and then put them in his own pocket.

If An Feng is a person with a lot of mind, then before he secretly transfers the person to leave the country, he may have to carefully understand the background of the "goods". Then suddenly he heard that there was still a sum of funds in the goods, and then the identity and background of the goods, and then the "party dues gold" that has been sensational recently... No matter what An Feng thinks, as long as he shows a thoughtful look, the middle-aged man will immediately determine that the person on the other side is not trustworthy.

Now An Feng is what satisfy the middle-aged man. He did not hesitate at all, was not interested in anything outside, refuted him without any desire, and then offered to say goodbye. The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop An Feng's movement and said, "Young man, don't be so anxious..."

After a few breaths, the middle-aged man shouted a few times. A man came in outside and poured a few scoops of water on the hot stones. With the help of this skill, the middle-aged man sorted out his thoughts and continued, "Oh, you can call me 'Sarif,...what do you call me?"

"Pierre Samaha."

"Young man, I took the risk of meeting you once, not to kill time... Yes, I do have something to transfer out, can you do it?"

"This is my job. Mr. Sarif, I think it's meaningless to ask questions. I'm a transporter just to make some money for this job. Whether you are a resister and a person on the wanted warrant is meaningless to me. If you pay, I'll help you ship a batch of goods. Our transactions are limited to this. As for what you took the money, I'm not interested in it. I only care about where the goods are and how much you are willing to pay."

An Feng's attitude was even more satisfying to the old man, but he also wanted to despise him: Humph, Americans are so greedy for money. They never consider the overall situation, never consider the nation and the country, but just want to simply commercialize business behavior. He also doesn't think about it, what if I want weapons and firearms? What if I use this transaction and threaten him to commit the crime of collusion with enemies and blackmail him to provide intelligence and support?

Yes, he wanted to completely commercialize this transaction, but he didn't want to have more contact with me or know more inside information, so as not to accidentally break the law... Well, this person can barely trust him, and he can make a small transaction first to test the other party's reality and reality.

"Pierre Samah, this name is Westernized. It seems that you are receiving Christian education in Lebanon... But Lebanon is barely counted as half an Arab. Well, you will send my goods to Lebanon."

An Feng lowered his head slightly and asked: "How much does the goods weigh and how much is the freight?"

"In the goods..." Sarif hesitated for a moment and added: "There is a five-year-old boy."

An Feng's face did not change his color: "We have shipped similar goods."

"But... I didn't like to show up in the past, I didn't have an acquaintance in Lebanon. But you know, a five-year-old can't take care of himself, and I need some follow-up arrangements."

"I can help you arrange an adopter, but it will cost more."

"The fee is not a problem, let's talk about the charges now."

"A five-year-old boy needs to grow to 18 to take care of himself, and after he is eighteen, he needs an education fund. The previous thirteen-year adoption period required $20,000 a year. Of course, if you are willing to pay more, I don't refuse."

"I can't pay the bill in US dollars. I have some gold, silver jewelry and utensils, and these things are stored... I will send someone to follow you to estimate the price. Can you accept this payment method?"

"Gold, silver jewelry and utensils, this thing is not easy to deal with, so you can only estimate the value based on the quality and weight of gold and silver. Perhaps, the estimated value in the end will disappoint you."

Sarif sighed: "This is the danger of war. There is no way, we are losers - I accept your estimation method."

An Feng took out his phone, pressed a business price comparison number on the keyboard, and showed the phone screen to the other party. This stretched out his hand and pulled the distance between the two of them closer. Sarif shrank like lightning, quickly opened the distance again, glanced at the screen, muttered something in a low voice, then nodded, got up and walked out. He stood at the door and shouted a few times, but he didn't notice that An Feng was behind him, fumbled out a silver thread on his abdomen, and then casually tugged the silver thread on Sarif.

The short silver wire is a nanotracker. It does not carry its own power supply and can be made very small in size. It can use the changes in the surrounding magnetic field to generate some weak power, and then use these weak power to emit positioning signals.

The surface of the human body is densely covered with neural networks, which can make people perceive external stimuli, but there are thirteen omissions on the human body. The nerves are not dense at this point. It requires a high concentration of energy to perceive the stimulus signals that should be released, such as the buttocks, which are often used for medical injections, and certain areas of the abdomen.

There is a thick layer of fat on the abdomen. Intelligence agencies around the world like to train spies to use their abdomen to hide tiny things, such as microfilm, micro memory, and other spy tools.

Sarif likes to be honest with others. When red fruits are all over his body, nothing can be hidden, but for An Feng, even if red fruits are covered, it is not a problem to hide some small things. The sharp fine needle is hidden in the fat layer of the abdomen. As long as you pierce it, don’t always pay attention to the abdominal dynamics, you can hardly feel the pain. When using this silver needle, just inhale, the abdominal muscles are tightened, and when you gently press the skin near the silver needle, the silver needle will pop up by itself.

Sauna bathing is a luxury in the Arab world. A real Turkish bath is different from a sauna that has been passed on to China. It includes a complete service method, which can disappear from exhaustion and insomnia to relieve it. Well, a real sauna is a bathing activity that can quickly make people tired. People sweat enough in the sauna, and their nerve reactions are extremely dull.

Therefore, when Sarif was stabbed, he could not feel the needle. Especially the area where the nerve tissue was still scarce, and a layer of saliva secretion extracted from the mosquitoes was applied on the surface of the silver wire. The person who was stabbed had almost no nerve reaction.

The bodyguard outside the door brought a door panel, and Sarif, who was not wiggling An Feng at all, was supported by someone and lying on the door panel. The bodyguards quickly carried Sarif to baths with different water temperatures. The waiter who was preparing for massage services by the baths could not wait, and immediately began to move around Sarif. At this time, no one cared about An Feng's existence. After Sariif had vaguely enjoyed the massage, he asked in a daze, and only then did he know when An Feng had disappeared from the sauna.

After "faithful meeting", the biggest inconvenience is that all makeup will disappear.

An Feng was originally dressed without any flaws, and he looked like an Iraqi local. After coming out of the sauna, he became different, and his whole body was filled with an incompatible smell of local people, so he had to pick up the remote alleys and walk.

It is working hours now, but Iraq now has no classes to attend. Except for a few new government personnel who have a place to go, people in the area are wandering around the streets, looking for opportunities to work or places to distribute food. So even the remote alleys are not deserted. Children who have no schools can go to are kicking balls in the alleys, women are joking with family matters, and men come and go in a hurry. The faces are resigned to fate. These people all show vigilant eyes when they see An Feng walking into the alley.

This won't work.

An Feng glanced around, turned his eyes and saw two girls holding bags under their armpits in the corner of the street...they were them.

He accelerated his feet a few steps, and then he collided with the two girls by a terrible means. Before the collision, he made a move to dodge, but this action made everyone more fiercely and the three of them immediately rolled into a ball.

Several boys playing football on the street stopped playing football, looked resentful, and slowly walked towards here.

There were only two girls in An Feng's eyes. He was busy helping the two sweepers to pick up the bags. His eyes were gentle and enthusiastic: "Miss, you didn't hit me, right? Let me check your arm... Oh, it's rubbed here, I need some medicine."

There is an important test in behavior: two paintings are presented to everyone. These two paintings are photos of the same person, and the scenes are exactly the same, but the expressions are slightly different. Let everyone choose the photos they like, and everyone will choose one of the photos with slightly larger pupils at the same time.

Finally, scholars' research shows that human pupils are wide and represent love and trust. Humans will involuntarily choose similar people who have a good impression of themselves and choose to trust their companions as partners.

An Feng's pupils have become very big now. He tried to recall his former happiness and love in his heart, and tried to slow down his tone, and his voice was sweet and soft. The two girls on the opposite side involuntarily relieved their defenses, and their pupils also responded with wide open pupils: "Oh, where are you looking for medicine now? Find some strong wine to wipe it."

What should I do if I want to hide a drop of water?

Of course, this drop of water is hidden into the sea and into the river.

Since An Feng's every move is noticed and wants to not attract attention, then you should find a few locals to cover up. If there is a group of people around you, even though An Feng is a bit eye-catching, others will not pay much attention.

People on the roadside have men and women. They choose male partners and get involved among them. Although it is better, men are more vigilant. Moreover, they are defeated and feel extremely inferior. If they are extremely inferior, they will be particularly sensitive and will be even more difficult to integrate with them. But women are different.

The girl who was taken care of by An Feng turned to her companion and asked, "Samira, do you still have any inventory in your house?"

Samira hesitated for a moment: "I don't know. You know, my dad has drunk a lot recently..."

"It's okay, I know where to find alcohol," An Feng helped the girl up and added: "...and good wine."

The girl who was supported said hesitantly: "But we..."

An Feng immediately inserted: "If you have any urgent matters now, come with me. I still know where there is food supply."

At this time, the children playing football had already walked to the three of them. One of them heard An Feng speak in skillful Iraqi language, and it was completely Iraqi accent. They stopped for a moment, bit their lower lip and stared at the conversation, listening to the results of the conversation - they did not want their female compatriots to take away, they felt that this was a humiliation, so they wanted to confirm it and stop it with an opportunity.

Once a person starts to be alert, his pupils will shrink. An Feng cannot shrink his pupils now. With a harmless smile from humans and animals, he turned to Samira and used his eyes to instigate the other party to persuade him. Samira couldn't stand this burning gaze and couldn't help saying, "Yes, Lavier, going to Ibrahim's house is not an urgent matter. It's such a hot day, and now he lacks medical treatment, so it's time to treat the wound first."

Among the two, Lavier looks more pretty. Samira went out with the other party, knowing that the man's eyes were mostly on Lavier. Once Lavier decided to leave, the man would often leave disappointed. The man on the opposite side made Samira feel like it. Now he turned to himself with a smile. Samira had to help him say a few words... No matter how difficult life is, Lavier can always get more opportunities. Samira doesn't want to give up, and she will inevitably drag her girlfriend.

"Pierre Samaha, Lebanese", An Feng introduced himself while helping Lavier out: "I came here on a business trip and happened to know some food distribution points..."

Now, the boys around him made way. As long as they were not Americans, it would be great - most boys left with this kind of thinking in their hearts.

The invitation from a Lebanese completely shattered the resistance of the two girls. Lavier never refused An Feng to hold her hand. She leaned her head on An Feng's shoulder. Under An Feng's gentle words, the two of them had not walked many ways and were as close as lovers... Now, no one was staring at An Feng's every move.

Lavier, who enjoyed An Feng's care, pretended to be shy all the way, and Samira, who wanted to arouse An Feng's stubbornness, kept saying it. After a while, the two had already explained the family situation clearly, except that they did not explain the color of their underwear.

Suddenly, a few familiar words floated over An Feng's ears. An Feng couldn't help but stop. Lavier felt it and immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

The person who was talking just now was still nagging, and An Feng listened with his ears on his face.

An Feng felt familiar, not the voice of the speaker, but the other party's language. The other party said loudly in Mandarin in An Feng's hometown: "...What are you afraid of if you are a little confused? Now is a once-in-a-lifetime immigration opportunity. There is no entry and exit management here, no resident files, no police, no old and old women in the community.

Think about it, wealth and honor are in danger. Now I am hiding here for a while, and when I look back at the new government registered the population, you said that in order to avoid the war, I moved from a ruined city. If the other party asks you to find a few proofs, isn’t it easy to spend money to bribe a few? Maybe there is a lot of riots everywhere, and the new government will not ask you to find a proof. You go to his place to register as a taxpayer. Someone is rushing to pay taxes for him, but he still welcomes him with both hands and feet?"

A young and tender voice retorted in the same language: "But everyone here has guns, and they are thundering everywhere. Is life still not sure if I can save it? Is there wealth there?"

The voice of my speech just now became cold: "Have you thought about it?... There was public medical care here before, and it would not be bad in the future; there was pension security here before, and there would definitely be visas in the future. Many passports in this country are exempt from visas. Think about these, is it worth taking a risk?"

Qingnen's voice also began to speak in a low voice: "It's now, what else can I do? I have run out of the Thai tourist spot privately. What else can I do? I can't go back... I just didn't expect why you chose this place."

"This is the lowest cost immigration plan," he continued to shout in a loud voice: "You guys come out together. We are the poorest among them. The poorest ones are only one life left, and they don't go anywhere. Let me tell you, no matter what, it's good to come out. Compared to those who die of thirst and starvation on the snakehead boat and suffocating in the tank truck, we have to reach our destination with all our tails. We are already lucky - we have come out, do you know?

Why is it not good here? The prices are low, the wages are high, the benefits are good, and the pension and medical care are not the time for entry and exit inspections. How can you and I take root here? If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it.

At this time, when he heard the constant quarrels, a door next to him came out... Cui San. He shouted to the next door in stiff Chinese: "Can you let me rest assured, and you will still make noise. When you go home and close the door."

The quarrel next door paused for a moment, and a voice who had never spoken immediately flattered and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you are also fellow villagers? I'm sorry to disturb you, I have a chance to have some tea... Brothers, do you have a way to make money at hand? Tugging brothers?"

"A man from the Demon City?" An Feng spoke up from the side, then raised his hand and shouted at Cui San: "San'er, are you okay? Do you have too much inventory on hand?"

Cui San didn't expect An Feng to answer hello. The man opposite always liked to hide. He knew that when he saw An Feng standing not far outside the gate, he was carrying two local girls beside him. He wanted to pretend that he didn't know him and hide. Now that An Feng has greeted him, he immediately changed into a smile and asked in Korean: "Why are you bringing strangers here? Is it safe?"

His smile seemed to be asking An Feng if he had eaten?

The door next to Cui San opened. The person who was the first to greet Cui San stood at the door, and there were three figures behind him. He nodded and smiled at Cui San, then greeted An Feng: "It's a fellow villager, it turns out that there are so many fellow villagers here... We have just arrived, how long have you been here?"
Chapter completed!