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Chapter 167

Although there were many people coming to Tujia, Good Times had no doubts. After all, they had traded with each other many times and the other party was a trustworthy partner. Moreover, the quantity of this transaction was a bit large, so more people were needed to move the things.

After a brief friendly conversation, both parties presented their trading supplies.

When the ancestors of the good old days saw bundles of US dollars, their eyes widened and their hearts blossomed with joy.

The two sides conducted a friendly and pleasant material transaction.

Tuga got the weapon.

Then, gunshots rang out.

In less than an hour, the Good Times Organization disappeared from Xu Ya and was replaced by a larger Tujia.

Naimai was feeling desperate at the moment.

Her family originally lived in Aleppo, the most prosperous city in Syria. When the war came, the city was the most severely destroyed place, with attacks and explosions taking place day and night.

In order to survive, the family fled Aleppo in a hurry, hiding in rural areas and small towns, praying that the war would end as soon as possible.

Now, the war is finally coming to an end, and most of Xuya's area has been recaptured by government forces, including the city of Aleppo where they used to live.

As middle-class people who once had stable jobs and a relatively affluent life in the city, they naturally couldn't wait to return to their former city and live their former life.

They had never longed for the peaceful life they had before. But when they packed up and set out on their way back home, they were stopped by soldiers from the Oath Organization.

"When you were in exile and had nowhere to go, we pledged to take you in. Now that you think everything is fine, do you want to abandon that oath and leave?" The soldier pointed his gun at Naimai's family and shouted.

Naimai's mother smiled and trembled, saying, "Sir, there is no war in Aleppo now, and we want to go back to live there. We are very grateful to you for taking us in, and we will never forget your kindness!"

"This is called betrayal. God will abandon you. Don't forget how much you hated the government forces and the president. It was they who dragged your family into the quagmire of war, and it was us who vowed to give you peace in the war. Don't think that you can live a good life by fleeing back to Aleppo. We vow to occupy Aleppo again sooner or later. The United States will not sit idly by and watch the government forces unify the entire country." The soldier ridiculed Naima's family with disdain.

Naimai's father said, "I am willing to stay and join the Oath Army and fight for the Oath. Can you let my wife and children leave?"

The soldier looked at the fifty-year-old man with contempt: "Can you fight? Can you carry a gun? It's better to let your eldest daughter stay. She is an adult anyway and can help the Oath to do many things."

Naimai's father denied it again and again: "No, no, no, Naimai is still young, not yet an adult, she still needs to go to school when she returns."

The soldier said coldly: "Either you leave Naima behind, or your whole family stays behind. God is merciful and will give you a chance to choose."

Naimai hid behind her mother and trembled. She really didn't want to stay here anymore. She missed her old house, school and classmates.

The officer behind them was already impatient. He waved his hand, and several soldiers stepped forward, grabbed Naimai's family, and returned to the oath base again.

This time they were not eligible to live in civilian houses and were thrown into cells.

After two days of hunger, Naimai and her family were caught and tied to pillars in front of the mosque.