"cough."
Looking at the girl in front of him, Zhang Jing did not intend to take her away. He coughed and took the initiative to explain, "This is a misunderstanding. I just want to enter Xiaomao territory. Brother Le thought I was looking for a girlfriend."
Anta murmured in response to the chat, "So that's it."
"That's it, it's not that complicated."
"My mother is also worried that you are a smuggler, a human trafficker, or a gray gang member, so she reminds me to be careful."
Zhang Jing chatted, "Be wary of good things. After all, there are many bad people."
Because of the awkwardness between strangers, the air was quiet for seven or eight seconds. After a moment, the girl took the initiative and asked, "What are you doing in your hometown?"
"Raising cattle."
"Then why do you want to enter Xiaomao?" Anta asked confused.
"Well..." Zhang Jing hesitated for a second, then smiled and said, "This question is a secret."
Then there was another brief silence. The second time it was Zhang Jing who took the initiative to break the silence, "Nice to meet you. It's getting late. Brother Le and I will leave early."
The girl lowered her head slightly.
After turning back more than ten meters, Zhang Jing came to Le Xiang and Anta's parents, interrupted their chat and said: "Brother Le, let's go."
"Go?" Lexiang was surprised, "Do you still want to enter Xiaomao?"
"I've come halfway around the world and I definitely want to go in and take a look."
Le Xiang thought that Zhang Jing wanted to pick more things, just like when he saw the first one he couldn't buy immediately, he said a few words to Anta's parents that Zhang Jing didn't understand, and then started from the wood. He stood up from the stool and walked towards the car on the roadside.
Anta's family got up and saw each other off.
The car set off again and drove about one kilometer to the Chelm border port, where there were a large number of military vehicles and soldiers.
"Where to go?" The car was stopped by the checkpoint, and a soldier stood outside the car window and asked.
Le Xiang handed over his passport and Zhang Jing's passport, "Kiev."
The soldier took the passport and checked it carefully, then began to search the car, the bottom of the car, the trunk, and the back row. After confirming that there were no problems, he left a blue entry stamp on the passport and then released it.
The immigration process seemed smooth, but if Zhang Jing was alone, there would definitely be a lot of trouble. Lexiang's fluent Chinese language played an important role.
Behind, there is a relatively straight road from Chelm to Kiev, with a total distance of about 500 kilometers.
There are many checkpoints and car inspections along the way. In this situation, it is impossible to bring anything into or out of Xiaomao.
When Zhang Jing arrived in Kiev, he got off at Zhytomyr, 130 kilometers due west of the capital.
"Brother Le," Zhang Jing put his backpack on his shoulder, "Thank you. If I hadn't met you, I would definitely not have entered Xiaomao so easily."
"It's okay." The car stopped on the side of the road and Le Xiang got out of the car. "Please pay attention to your own safety. It's best not to go to Kiev. Don't go to the north. You can't go to the east or south either."
Lexiang's advantage is that he talks fast and talks a lot, but he also has the disadvantage of being really kind-hearted. Thinking of what Wen Li said when she was critically ill, Zhang Jing took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and handed it to him.
"This..." Le Xiang was shocked.
Zhang Jing handed the money forward, "Take it."
"Why not give it to Anta and her family?" Lexiang asked in confusion, "They need it more than me."
"I am an authentic member of the Dragon Kingdom," Zhang Jing smiled slightly, "I know how to help people in need but not the poor. You are different from them."
Le Xiang smiled bitterly, "Is it so obvious that I'm in a desperate situation?"
It was really obvious. Zhang Jingneng could clearly feel that Le Xiang was a little nervous because of too much pressure. It might be a habit to talk too much, but it was 100% abnormal.
Zhang Jing did not answer Le Xiang's question, but patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "The rainbow always comes after the storm. I hope you can get through it."
Lexiang didn't collapse anymore, and then squatted on the ground and started to cry loudly, while crying, he was suffering, "My hotel is gone, my house was bombed, I have no income, my wife is sick..."...
After Lexiang's mood stabilized, he drove away.
Zhang Jing was waiting not far away, relying on
Lao Daijin was driving a hatchback and stamping his feet because of the cold.
After a polite hug, Zhang Jing asked the greasy-looking old man, "Where are they?"
"We are divided into two teams. You and I are in the same team. Roland, Shannon and the six newcomers are also in this small town."
Zhang Jing nodded, took out his mobile phone, and contacted screenwriter Xie Dedan on Facebook.
In less than a minute, Xie Dedan sent a reply, "Duanqazi Hotel."
Putting away his phone, Zhang Jing looked at Lao Daijin and said, "Let's go to the Duankaz Hotel."
Lao Daijin lowered his head.
The distance is not too far, about three kilometers, and you can get there quickly by car. The so-called hotel is just a five-story building.
By the way, although this place is called a "city", it's actually more like a town. Most of the buildings are low and old, and the weather is freezing, making it feel a bit like Silent Hill.
"Someone is following us," Lao Daijin reminded Zhang Jing softly when checking in, "at least two."
Zhang Jing did not look back. The visual distance of the metal increased to twenty meters. He had noticed in advance that someone was following him. Because the other party was not armed, he ignored him.
At this time, another message came in from the phone, one word: "Wait."
"What a fool!" Zhang Jing sent a message back rudely.
It's not that Zhang Jing doesn't like Xiao Mao, it's really too cold. Not only is the weather cold, but it feels like there's no warmth in the people. Everyone is in a hurry, full of gray air, and the space is full of depression.
As evening approaches, it's rest time for Zhang Jing and Lao Dai Jin.
Other friends have other jobs - asking where there are good things.
Flying halfway around the world, Zhang Jing, as a qualified treasure hunter... No, a qualified treasure hunter must try his best to make money when he goes to a place.
He would not let it go if he had no chance, but he would definitely not miss it if he had the chance. In addition, Zhang Jing had a restless personality, so he sent someone to look for him actively.
As the saying goes, God favors those who work hard.
While Zhang Jing was sleeping, Shannon discovered that a non-governmental organization was escorting a large amount of cash into the small town of Zhitomir, so he called Lao Daijin.
Lao Daijin knocked on Zhang Jing's door again.
"Cash?" Zhang Jing was a little confused in the middle of the night, "Why is it cash?"
"It could be to motivate the soldiers, it could be a bribe, or it could be to buy something. There are various reasons."
Zhang Jing licked his lips hungrily, "Let's see if there is a chance. I will snatch it away, or burn it."
"Burning" is just an excuse, otherwise it would be hard to explain after being taken into the mithril space.
Lao Daijin informed Shannon to check the situation carefully.
In less than twenty minutes, Shannon sent back the latest information: "About a dozen people need to be killed, and an unknown amount of cash can be grabbed. The possibility of taking the cash away from Xiaomao is very low."
The last sentence is the key point, "You can't take the money with you!"
Zhang Jing can.
The brave ones were exhausted and the timid ones were starved to death. Zhang Jing turned back to the bedside, picked up his backpack, opened it, took out ten grenades, a pistol, and three magazines and placed them on the bed, leaving them for Old Dai Jin.
"I'm going to meet up with Shannon, and you'll create an explosion in the hotel later to attract attention."
While talking, Zhang Jing picked up his backpack and went out resolutely!
