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Chapter 7 The Realm of Chaos

"Hello dear passenger, you are about to arrive in Afghanistan, Kabul, thank you for flying Emirates..."

The stewardess's announcement with a slight Eastern European accent sounded in the cabin. Zhang Ming stretched and looked down at this ill-fated country through the cabin window.

The coexistence of prosperity and dilapidation is the simplest description.

The order on the surface and the chaos hidden behind the order keep the people of this country on alert all the time. Even children dare not play at will, staring at every stranger with big eyes.

Here, outsiders and locals can be distinguished at a glance, especially Asians like Zhang Ming.

"Zhang! Here!"

As soon as Zhang Ming left the airport, he saw a dark-skinned man shaking a sign with the words "Zhang Ming" written in crooked Chinese.

"Hello, Zhang, I'm Abdukholikov, the tour guide." The dark-skinned man greeted enthusiastically.

"Abu... I'm sorry, can you say it again?"

"Just call me Abu." Abu showed a hearty smile, "Let's go, the car is outside."

In the corner of the parking lot, Abu took Zhang Ming into a gray, unremarkable jeep.After getting in the car, Abu smiled mysteriously at Zhang Ming and turned the car key.

The old and tattered jeep suddenly roared like a beast.

Abu took out a map and drew a thin line with his finger: "We are going to leave Kabul, pass through Lugar, Paktia, and finally arrive at the town on the outskirts of Khost. I will be in the town. Waiting for you to come back. We'll be out of town many times on this journey, and once out of the city and into the uninhabited wilderness, driving a nice car is not a smart decision, so I spent a day dressing it up ."

There is a mature guide, so reassuring, Zhang Ming gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Ming was just an ordinary college student before crossing the border, and he had never been to the domestic tour a few times. If there was no Abu, God knows how many difficulties he would have faced before meeting Tony Stark.

As written in the novel, how many young chivalrous young heroes did not die in the hands of murderous wicked people, but instead took the sweat medicine in the inn and was chopped into minced meat.

Sitting in the co-pilot, the scenery outside the window changes rapidly.

From the bustling city to the deserted desert, the sky dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye after being far away from the city, and the afterglow of the sunset had long since disappeared.

On the land shrouded in darkness, only an old jeep was driving on the bumpy road with its headlights on.

"Are you a local?" Zhang Ming asked.

There was exotic music in the car, Zhang Ming couldn't understand what he was singing, and the melody was very pleasant.

Abu lowered his voice slightly and said, "Half. I was born in Pakistan and came here when I was fifteen years old. I am thirty-one this year, and I am half a local."

"Why are you here?"

"Of course for that."

Abu Bi made a "money" gesture, "I also know that this place is dangerous, but there are many ways to make money. Here, as long as you can speak English and be smarter, you can always make money. I need money, I Parents, wives and daughters all need money.”

Just as Zhang Ming was about to speak, the high beam suddenly shone on something!

It was a wire rope, wrapped around the wooden stakes on both sides of the road, standing horizontally on the road. Abu stepped on the brakes hard, but it was too late, and the front of the car hit the wire rope directly.

The two wooden stakes were uprooted by the collision, triggering the organs below, and sharp sirens sounded on both sides of the road!

At the same time, the body shook violently and lost control. It was useless to let Abu turn the steering wheel. He slid tens of meters crookedly before stopping.

Under the impact, Zhang Ming's head was dizzy, and then he heard wanton shouts and laughter around him. Three cars drove over, two blocked in front and one behind.The car door opened, and seven or eight men with their faces covered came down with guns, shouting things Zhang Ming couldn't understand.

A man came over and banged on the window of the car, and said in extremely substandard English, "Get out of the car."

Just as Zhang Ming was about to draw a gun, Abu stopped him and whispered, "Don't be impulsive, they just want money, they won't kill people easily, just give money."

The two got out of the car, and one of them came to touch Zhang Ming's body. After being pushed away by Zhang Ming, he immediately picked up his gun.

Abu, who was on the side, explained loudly. The two talked for a long time in words that Zhang Ming couldn't understand. In the end, it seemed that they had reached an agreement. Abu returned to the car, took out a stack of banknotes under the driver's seat, and handed it to their leader.

The leader pointed the amount, his subordinates climbed into the jeep, flipped through the luggage, and after confirming that there were only supplies such as gasoline, clothes, and food, he nodded to the leader.

Zhang Ming asked in a low voice, "What did you say?"

Abu replied in a low voice: "I told them that you are an international student from China, the kind registered in the embassy, ​​and you are here to study history. Compared with Americans, they are more reluctant to touch people from China. The embassy is not a type of casual talk. It doesn’t matter, I will ask the boss to reimburse me for this money.”

The leader stuffed the banknotes into his bag, smiled, and waved to his subordinates. Just when Zhang Ming thought everything was over, a robber leaned into his ear and said something, then pointed at Zhang Ming.

The atmosphere became heavy again, the leader touched his chin, raised his gun, and several other robbers followed suit.

"What are they going to do!" Zhang Ming asked.

"I don't know either. According to the rules, if they take the money, they can't--"

Abu's words were interrupted by the sound of gunfire, and the robbers pulled the trigger at the same time!

The dense bullets shot out, directly smashing Zhang Ming into a sieve.

"Clip!"

When he came to the gray and white editing space, Zhang Ming touched his body in shock, just now he thought he was going to die.The frozen Abu looked horrified, as if he did not expect the robbers to break the rules.

"One, two, three..." Zhang Ming counted the number of robbers, including the leader, there were seven people in total, each of whom had a rifle in his hand, and he and Abu were unarmed.

"Little TV, any suggestions?"

"The host can exchange coins for skills or use barrage as a means of attack."

"Do I have coins that can be exchanged?" Zhang Ming asked excitedly.