Outside the operating room, Xinka suddenly knelt in front of Du Feng, lowered his head and kowtowed heavily.

Du Feng waved his hand, from the past life to this life, he has seen too many kneeling, whether it is praying or thanking, if he sees too much, he will not be easily touched by anything, but he still has no emotion and said: "You don't have to be like this, I just want to make a deal with you." ”

Xinka raised her head suspiciously, and subconsciously protected Isa.

This kind of behavior made Du Feng a little crying and laughing, obviously he was misunderstood, this brother who desperately protected his sister may have experienced too many things along the way, this kind of suspicion that is completely impossible to appear at his age undoubtedly represents the helplessness of a country.

"I want to hire you as my guide. Du Feng picked up a snack and handed it to the brother and sister, showing a smile.

Du Feng's words surprised Xinka, but he just thought for a while and said, "Although I want to, I'm not familiar with this place. ”

Du Feng said: "Who said it was here? I'm going to Syria." ”

When he heard the name of his homeland, he almost thought his ears were mistaken.

Syria? That's right, Du Feng said: "I will hire you as my guide to Syria, and as a reward I will give you 200 yuan a day, and I will pay for all the expenses of your mother here."

Sometimes the ordinary treatment in the eyes may be the luxury that others dream of, and it can even make people suspicious.

How can I trust you, if something happens to my mom here?

Simka Dao.

Du Feng looked at Isha who was struggling with snacks on the side and smiled: "Maybe this is your best choice and the only choice, isn't it?"

This is a one-sided multiple-choice question, for Du Feng, Xinka's choice is understandable, but for Xinka, does he really have a choice? He is no longer qualified to do multiple-choice questions.

I'll do it!Shinka had already resolutely said, "Don't lie to me, or I'll kill you."

Xinka's words may be his last fang, or it may just be to maintain the only dignity he has.

Du Feng said: "Okay, prepare tomorrow, I hope to be able to stand on the Turkic Syrian border the day after tomorrow."

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Du Feng didn't give Xinka much time to reunite with his family, although his mother's injuries were serious, but after the operation, she had already entered the recovery period, and a large number of expensive medicinal materials were thrown down without money, and she was quickly out of danger.

During Xinka's care, Du Feng also made sufficient preparations.

Although Syria is at war, after all, as a sovereign country, the necessary visa procedures still have to be followed, and Du Feng directly chose to hand it over to the local smugglers in this regard.

After a simple and almost perfunctory customs process, Du Feng arrived at the Syrian border.

As soon as he entered the border, Du Feng's mobile phone rang, and it was a text message:

You are in a war zone and there is any threat to your person or property, please contact the embassy as soon as possible, 1256***

It's nice to have someone in charge. Du Feng's ears heard Xinka's voice, he could read some Chinese, naturally he also saw the projected text messages, there was a trace of jealousy between the words, more of a desolate meaning.

After that, Xinka looked at the wilderness in front of him, his eyes were clouded with a layer of fog, the land is a very magical border, no one can say that this land is different from a few meters away, but walking on it is extremely reassuring.

The situation in Syria is very chaotic, in fact, it is roughly divided into three parts, the government supported by the Russian alliance and the anti-government supported by the US alliance, because the civil war is inconvenient for foreign countries to intervene, and the most special extremist terrorist organization IS, which provides them with a legal excuse to use force against the civil war.

Du Feng is located in a Turkic-controlled area, which is notoriously Syrian land, but has long been annexed by the Turks, and there are even rumors that the Syrian government will recognize the legitimacy of his territory.

Internal and external troubles, giving up the land, this has also suffered such humiliation for Huaxia, but Huaxia relied on the bloody battlefield of its ancestors in exchange for the current peace, not that the world has become peaceful, but that he was born in a peaceful country.

Crossing the national boundary Du Feng looked at everything in front of him, not to mention that his eyes were full of sadness, but he had just crossed a small national border, but there was a world of difference.

The destination of the smugglers is Qamishli in the northeast, where it is clearly a Kurdish region, but there are Turkic defense forces stationed there, for them, although they get a lot of rewards for entering the war zone, it is also undoubtedly a risky move, and the slightest carelessness will be doomed.

In order to save his life, he will naturally go to a relatively stable area, of course, these don't matter to Du Feng, he is not sure about the trace of the Ouroboros at present, and it doesn't matter where he goes.

"Hey! Get out of the car. On the bus that came almost empty, a Turkish man walked over from the front seat and said to Du Feng.

He is the head of the snake in this area, he has been doing smuggling business all the year round, and he is also very curious that someone will reverse the smuggling, this war-torn place, there are a lot of people fleeing, and it is rare to want to come over like this Chinese person, but strange although strange, he doesn't talk much, now everyone knows that Syria is a place where the heroes compete for the deer, and the world's major forces are ready to move, as a rising power in the East, it is understandable to send one or two people.

Du Feng patted the sleeping Xinka, nodded towards the snake's head and threw a wad of RMB to the Turkish man.

The head of the snake looked at the considerable amount with satisfaction, and seemed to remind him kindly: "Listen man, I don't know, and I don't want to know what you're doing here, but it's not your country here, so you'd better be careful." ”

The tone of the snake's voice, Du Feng knew that it was out of kindness, but it also sounded a little threatening, as if he was walking alone on the road, but a vicious man ran over and said to you: "Boy, you'd better be careful." ”

This is a ruined city, said to be ruins but still has some life functions, a façade looks like a luxurious building, but the side has been hollowed out, in the middle of the broken wall, a door stands alone, not only whose family photo is still hanging on the wall, and the new TV set idles the life of the former owner. This is Qamishli, the desolate city.

Civil war will not achieve anything, and the strife within the land will consume the foundation of the country, and even the people of the land will become fragmented.

Du Feng walked towards the ruins with Xinka as if nothing had happened, feeling like a tourist at all, relaxing in a certain scenic spot.

It wasn't too early, Du Feng found a hotel that was quite satisfactory early, sent Xinka in, and walked on the street alone.

Mu Se descended, the huge black curtain is like a giant standing side by side, pressing on this fragmented city, the night is deceptive, it uses time to give the living a chance to breathe, with the darkness to give people a prosperous illusion, the ruins of the day become faint in the bright lights, even if there is a war people are still alive.

Maybe there may be no customers for a few days as a cannonball falls, but all walks of life continue, and this is their life, even if the war continues.