Chapter 0060                                                                                                                            �

"Boss, what kind of humanity does this guy talk about to me? We, Liberisen, should all talk about humanity. I ask him, I want to see how he is going to tell me, I'm gonna say..." One-eyed dragon said excitedly.

He wore an eye mask on his left eye, and the eye bore at the corners of his right eye looked extremely disgusting, but the rifle in his hand was even more scary. I don’t know how much blood was stained on the handle of the gun. Countless blood had invaded the guardrail, making people feel chilling.

He raised his gun suddenly, and Yinliang's sharp three-angle grooved bayonet aimed at Long Wei's forehead. Although the gun was half a meter away from the forehead, the one-eyed dragon's face became ferocious, saying fiercely:

"Battleman, I will immediately let you lie on the ground and turn into a pile of white bones. Let me tell all the arrogant people that you died because you were impolite to talk to me..."

The gun stab was next to his forehead. Long Wei knew that these people had already formed three corners and surrounded him. His face was confident and comfortable just now, and now he was a little unhappy. He said in a desperate tone: "Don't be anxious, don't do it first, I have something to say..."

"Tell me, boss, he...mom...hasn't mom teach him? Few people who see mammoths can go home to have dinner alive." Seeing Long Wei convinced, the one-eyed dragon turned his face, tense his lips, and said even more gloomy.

Michael was not nervous and afraid from the beginning. He just kept wondering. This guy said he was from the peacekeeping riot squad and didn't seem to be lying, but why did he come to this place to seek death? He had been observing for a long time, and he had looked at the jungle in front, back, left and right, and even the road far south several times. At least within two or three kilometers within his field of view, there were no large groups of people at all.

Several big birds flying over his head that were late, and they heard it several times, without even the helicopter movement, even in the distance, there was no sound of an aircraft.

Now, he found that Long Wei in front of him was a little scared to speak, so he felt even more relieved. Inspired by the one-eyed dragon, he said, "Oh, you can't go back, tell me."

Long Wei tidied up his clothes, his eyes exposed in the middle of the masked clothes turned cleverly, looked at the eyes of the one-eyed dragon a little again, and said in a sense of discomfort: "My mother said, I can't play with the one-eyed dragon. I, I am the most annoying. People with eye poop pointed at me..."

He said it quickly, and when he said this, he took a step back!

Markle saw that this guy didn't take out his pistol or explode the medicine at all, so he felt relieved, but the sound of a bullet breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

To be precise, a bullet shot from the southeast, and shot at the one-eyed dragon without any deviation.

The metal bullet head moved forward with thrust supersonic speed in the air. When it reached the center of the one-eyed dragon's eyebrows, it shook gently, and a little tilt occurred. The difference was a slight mistake. This was already very accurate for a non-professional shooter.

Of course, the fight was so accurate that Jon was a factor of bullying himself a lot of hatred for the one-eyed dragon. Another thing is that he is now doing things according to the wishes of a great wizard who is too eye-catching, which means he feels that he has divine power, so his marksmanship will naturally be much better.

The one-eyed dragon was shaking around Long Wei, obviously because the brain nerves had not completely died. He was still struggling to ask what was wrong. Then his body began to shake. Long Wei didn't look at him, but just said to the southeast: "Brothers, you are doing well. Tell me immediately the sniper No. 99, and I will reward him when I go back..."

When he said this, he heard the sound of insects and birds crowing again, and the sound of Michael and the others swallowing, and someone tremblingly said: "99, 99, snipers..."

Michael felt his palms numb, and his hand holding the gun handle was shaking constantly. He used force hard not to fire the gun, but to see if his hands were good. He used force so subconsciously that he realized that his hands were working, but had already been wet.

When Long Wei left, they tied each other up, and then walked away from their residence with a Yamaha motorcycle before leaving here.

Of course, he would arrange the Jon who was the sniper on the distant hillside. He wrote a note to Jon, asking him to go to the peacekeeping headquarters to find Mr. Jones, and said he had introduced it, and then report to the government army. The government army should be able to arrange an errand for him.

More than ten minutes later, when he stood on the Palm Street in Misty, the dark and dark streets continued to extend towards the tall buildings inside. Although the tall buildings were a little dilapidated, the thick walls and unique architectural style all gave people a feeling of a wealthy area.

And behind him, the situation in the dark houses really makes people unable to take a look.

He is now standing in a place similar to the urban-rural fringe. In front of him is a wealthy area with material desires, but behind him is a poor person who cannot eat.

Just now, when the light of his motorcycle swept to two children lying on the ground by the roadside, the two three or four-year-old children kept reaching out to him and speaking the begging language that locals knew since childhood. He couldn't help but park the car when he saw it.

This family looks like other families. The simple house is built under a mango tree and is built with yellow mud and wood. There is usually nothing in the window black hole, and the door is just made of simple wooden boards.

When he entered the family, he saw that the black room was extremely simple, with no food, no excessive daily necessities, wooden boards on the bed, and even blankets, pillows, etc.

"Who said they don't love life anymore..." Long Wei saw an iron pot set up by three stones in the house, and when he looked back, he saw that in addition to the two children, there were several clothes hanging on the grass.

It has to be said that local women generally love beauty, diligent, and life. As long as there is a singing voice, they can jump up and sing happily.

The two children were lying at the door, their thin bodies supported their big heads through their long necks, but their eyes were as blue as sea water. Long Wei knew that they were all hungry, so he gently touched their heads, threw a few pieces of chocolate behind them, and immediately walked out, saying in a choked voice:

"Please believe in life and the international community, your life will be better."

He walked further and further away, and looked back a few times, only to realize that his trick was effective: if he threw chocolate in front of the children, let alone the children, even their parents who were lying on the bed doing nothing would have to rush out and beg Long Wei to keep the food.

When the evening breeze blew, he felt a little depressed and a little manic, and said lightly: "The gap between the rich and the poor is so big, and the people's lives are so miserable, it is beyond my imagination. Alas..." After sighing, he decided to take a ride in the refugee camp and take a good look at this place.

Woo...After a loud engine, the motorcycle drove forward like a Li Xuan arrow.

As mentioned earlier, the Karta refugee camp was a special area that was formed in the past due to wars in neighboring countries. It is said that many years ago, under the manipulation of several rebel leaders who claimed to be the king of war, a total of more than a dozen countries were involved in large-scale wars. Luwangda alone, 800,000 to 1 million people died under the bullets, scimitars, and sharpened wooden sticks of arrogant people. With the intervention of the international community, many countries have built refugee camps specifically for protecting civilians in places where refugees gather.

If the Carta refugee camp played a significant role in the protection of the international community and relevant military and police personnel at that time, it has now become a place where many rich people live. When people have money, they always worry about thieves and bandits robbing each other. So the city covering an area of ​​dozens of kilometers in front of Long Wei has become like this:

From time to time, you can see tall buildings, buildings of varying heights, courtyards covered with green vines and villas with strange looks, and fortifications are built at the door. Some black private bodyguards are still paying due diligence at night.

Occasionally, you can see vehicles whizzing by, all of which are fully armed bodyguards standing on the pedals, and pickup trucks full of security guards in front and behind. Long Wei sighed that this place is really similar to what he saw in movies and TV dramas. He stood at a crossroads, and after observing secretly, he suddenly found a problem:

"In just over ten minutes just now, about eight...nine groups drove towards the northwest. From a distance, you could see the bosses, wealthy businessmen and big guys in the car, all wearing a wide and energetic manner, and what kind of banquet are they attending..."

Recalling the big guys in the car with bows, snow-white shirts, and beautiful women around him, Long Wei remembered what Michael said to be more vigilant tonight, and immediately became suspicious of what was going on in the northwest direction.

"If you have a case, you have to handle it. No legal system says that the people's police encounters anything abroad and cannot investigate it. If there is anything, you can't deal with it first. If you don't know anything, wouldn't you become a deaf and blind man..." Long Wei thought to himself.

His mount was parked on the side of the road, and one foot was stepped on the thigh. The foot gently pedaled, and the motorcycle drove northwest.

At this moment, there are stars above the Karta refugee camp, a blue sky enveloped here. This place controlled by adventurers and madmen only gathered more than 100,000 refugees a few years ago, living here and living a difficult life with the family's standard of less than one dollar a day.

Regarding the problem of hunger and poverty among the locals, Sun Yuanzheng, a senior and older person, has thought about it specifically. This country has rich resources and of course relatively abundant. Looking at the snow-white sand and soil everywhere, the Atlantic Ocean has washed here for thousands of years. Many places cannot grow crops, but the primitive jungle is extremely lush and the trees are tenacious. Mangos, bananas, palms, coconuts and papayas are everywhere. It is said that after eating these things, people can not only survive, but many people are also in super good shape.

This is the result of Sun Yuanzheng's thinking: like some other poor countries, people can starve to death in large numbers, and as long as one person can move and move, he can find food to fill his stomach.

Now, Longwei has determined the local situation: this is a dangerous area composed of scammers, thieves, drugs, traffickers, human traffickers, and arms dealers, and is one of the most dangerous areas identified by international organizations.

As soon as the dazzling light of the motorcycle was shining out from an alley, Long Wei immediately saw a special scene in front of him, turned off the lights and slowed down the car speed. He couldn't help but say in surprise: "What a guy, he's so grand."

A few hundred meters ahead of him was a villa area covered by tall trees, about four or five villas scattered among them. There were several wide roads in the middle of the green lawn. The street lights were warm and romantic. When a soothing music sounded, Long Wei looked up and found that the music came from a tall banquet hall.

He had to admire him. When he was in Monroe City, he passed by the country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs building and knew that the current interim president was working here. Although the security scale was large and the security was very strong, it was almost of the same level as the place in front of him: the staff were well equipped, the number was large, and it seemed very professional.
Chapter completed!