Hearing this name, Qin Qiaoqing's eyes were shocked, and she thought of a notorious organization in Africa, Caliph Shayir!

Under the guise of the ancient Shayrs, the group pursued a policy of genocide, waged jihad, and killed dissidents, often razing villages to the ground and urbanizing into ruins. The Kasha terrorist organization has always been listed as the number one cancer in Africa, crisscrossing Central and North Africa, East Africa, and even once announced the establishment of a state.

In recent years, under the joint encirclement and suppression of the multinational forces, the territory of the Khasha organization has gradually shrunk, but in the vast Nile River basin, Central and North Africa, this terrorist force is still very active, because it cannot find their nest and core leader, and it is difficult for even the US special forces to fundamentally eliminate it.

Qin Qiaoqing told the ins and outs of Hasha, and Ye Fan kept pinching his chin and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Are you from the African Red Cross?" kicked the driver, and he began to interrogate.

"No, it's not, I'm ...... I found it by Mr. Sam. The rest, I don't know anything!" The black driver finally told the truth, he was afraid of death.

It turns out that all this was not an invitation from the Non-Red Cross Society, but someone deliberately set up a bureau! The invitation letter sent by the postman yesterday was also fake!

"Which one is Sam, is it the fat man in the refugee camp?" Lu Qingyu also helped to get to the bottom of it.

"Yes, yes, that's him, he's in charge here. You go to him! He arranged it, it's none of my business......"

"Damn, why did he do this?" Qin Qiaoqing couldn't figure it out, what kind of hatred did the person in charge of the refugee camp have with them, and he wanted to put them to death?

This is the area controlled by the Hasha organization, and if you ask them to come here, aren't you here to send them to death?

Ye Fan replied lightly: "The sound of the east strikes the west, and the tiger is transferred away from the mountain." ”

"Brother Ye, do you mean those refugees?"

"That's right, someone has already set their sights on those airdropped materials, and those supplies are enough for tens of thousands of people to eat and drink for a month, which is undoubtedly a big piece of fat at your fingertips for the Harsha organization!" Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Take us away, it's more convenient for them to start!"

"Even the life-saving supplies of the refugees have to be touched, they, they are still not people?" Qin Qiaoqing trembled with anger and clenched her fists.

This is tantamount to snatching food from the beggar's mouth, and morality has been reduced to the extreme!

"Of course they are not people, there are many things in this world that have lost their conscience, and they should not exist for a long time!" Ye Fan stepped on the prisoner's chest and shattered his heart!

These beasts have exterminated humanity, and it is a scourge to keep them, and he will never be soft when it is time to kill.

The driver was lying on the ground trembling, except for those few multinational joint encirclements and suppressions in Africa, he had never seen anyone dare to oppose the Hasha organization, this oriental man not only killed a handful of Shah militants, but even took prisoners!

"Damn it, Mr. Ye, I'll support you!" Luo Xiaogang poked his head out of the car at this time, and his face returned to a few normal colors.

"Then where are we going now?" Lu Qingyu felt at a loss.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, "Go back the way you came and go find that Sam to settle accounts!"

"Let's go, why don't you go drive quickly!" Qin Qiaoqing kicked the driver hard, and he hated this accomplice so much.

If he had told the truth in advance, everyone would not have run in vain and be in danger.

Ye Fan could have teleported back to the camp directly, but considering that this area belonged to the Harsha sphere of influence, he left, and if the others encountered the militants, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Although Lu Qingyu is here, her actual combat experience is insufficient, and it is difficult to ensure that there is no deviation.

It was another long journey, back and forth, a whole day passed, and in the evening the car was back to camp No. 19.

Looking at it, the scene in front of them made everyone's eyes freeze and anger surged, even the black driver Rice was so shocked by this tragic situation that he was speechless, and his heart was greatly shaken.

In one day, this refugee camp fell from heaven to hell, and everywhere was a tragic scene of the aftermath of the catastrophe, many people hugged each other and wept bitterly, their temporary homes were looted, all the tents were burned to ashes, the smoke was billowing from the aftermath, the survival materials were snatched, and many young and strong men broke their heads and bled and squatted on the ground to cry silently, but there was nothing they could do!

It's still a step too late.

Ye Fan had long expected that things would develop to this point, and sighed in his heart, he got out of the car alone and walked towards this group of suffering people.

Several people in the car were shocked, Qin Qiaoqing's eyes were red, tears were swirling in them, Lu Qingyu didn't cry, but her hands were tightly clenched into fists, Luo Xiaogang pulled Rice's collar and yelled at him like crazy.

"It's Doctor Ye! Doctor Ye is back!" a teenager saw him appear and ran towards him.

The people in the camp raised their heads in unison, wept in their eyes, and stood up, in twos and threes, and gathered more and more, until finally those who could stand up staggered towards him.

"Mr. Ye......! We ...... "Mingluo's face was full of tears, and two lines of tears flowed down his dark cheeks and dripped to the surface of his feet.

He couldn't say the whole thing, and knelt down in front of Ye Fan with a puff, he knew that if there was anyone else in this world who could help them get justice, it could only be this person!

One after another, the traumatized and painful figures knelt down, and on this ruin, the figures who could not see the end of the black pressure were all kneeling in front of one person.

This scene is more shocking than ever, they are not surrendered to the iron hooves of the invaders, nor are they kneeling before the emperor and king, across races and countries, nations and regions, they kneel, they are the real saviors in their hearts!

Ye Fan didn't speak, nor did he make any moves, and suddenly disappeared in front of everyone out of thin air!

"Where did he go?" Qin Qiaoqing opened his eyes wide and searched around, but he didn't find his shadow.

The pious were still on their knees, and many looked at the place where he had disappeared, believing more with confidence that he was the Messiah, the living messenger of God!

On the busiest street of Selassie, the capital of Abyssinia, stands a five-star hotel with a golden wall, the only luxury hotel of this size in the destitute Abyssinian country.

In a luxuriously decorated box on the twelfth floor, several men were sitting at a table with different expressions.

One of them was Fat Sam, whose eyes were shining at the moment, and he looked at the open box on the table, and rubbed his hands together excitedly.

The man sitting next to him wearing a new pair of glasses turned out to be Wu Yazhi! Wu Yazhi kept his head and didn't dare to say a word, the expression on his face was very stiff, and a few cold sweats dripped from his forehead from time to time.

Opposite them, sat a man in a black robe, and beside this man, there were two attendants in the same attire, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes.

Sam clasped his palms together and said a few words respectfully to the masked leader, then reached out and took the box, grabbed a handful of golden things from it with a smile, and handed it to Wu Yazhi: "Wu, this is what you deserve!"

"No, no, no, no merit, Camp Sam, I can't take it. Wu Yazhi hurriedly waved his hand, these exquisite gold ornaments, at first glance, are unearthed in the pyramids of ancient Egypt, which belong to first-class cultural relics, even if Wu Yazhi accepts them, he can't bring them back to China.

"Alright then, Wu, you play here for two days, the cost is mine!" Sam closed the lid, intending to put away the ill-gotten gain.

Wu Yazhi hurriedly said, "This ...... Sam, I'd like to go back soon, or someone will get suspicious. ”

"You mean those of your teammates?" the fat man grinned, baring his white teeth, "don't worry, they can't tell any secrets, hehe." ”

"What did you say? you ...... them" Wu Yazhi was suddenly shocked, what did Sam mean by this?

Sam laughed and said, "Don't worry, the commander has already sent someone to reform them! If you don't accept it, then it's your enemy, and the enemy shouldn't be alive." ”

When Wu Yazhi heard this, his eyes went dark, and his whole person was paralyzed! They actually sent people to kill those compatriots? Dozens of members of his medical aid team were all going to die at the hands of the Hasha organization?