"Smack!" the white man shot extremely fast, and pulled the trigger before he could even stabilize his body.

The moment the white man pulled the trigger, the belt sword in Meng Haoyan's hand was also blocked in front of him.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or prediction, the bullet hit the handle of the belt sword, and the force generated at such a short distance also made Meng Haoyan's body shake a few times.

Before the white man could shoot again, he heard a sharp sound of breaking the air, and a flying knife pierced directly through the air, instantly piercing the gap between the white man's neck under the bulletproof helmet.

The white man maintained the gesture of holding the gun, and looked at Xiang Feng not far away with a frightened gaze, he knew that this flying knife was thrown by Xiang Feng.

At a distance of ten meters, a flying knife shot into the gap between his neck under his bulletproof helmet was not only a matter of technique, but also extremely demanding in terms of prediction and strength.

The white man sat limply on the ground, losing his breath.

Xiang Feng drove to the side of the Humvee, and Meng Haoyan jumped into the car.

Meng Haoyan glanced at Xiang Feng and said softly, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome. Xiang Feng smiled and said, "I really didn't expect that Huaxia would have a swordsmanship master like you." ”

"Your secret weapon technique is also very exquisite. Meng Hao smiled back.

Xiang Feng parked the car, put all the guns and belongings on the two white men in the car, and quickly drove away.

Seeing Meng Haoyan's strange swordsmanship, Xiang Feng couldn't help but be a little wary of him.

Whether it is mercenaries or special forces, they only trust the people closest to them, such as Meng Haoyan, a temporary team, Xiang Feng doesn't dare to really trust each other.

After all, this involves a dividend of eight million US dollars, and if the task is completed and he dies again, Meng Haoyan will have this huge amount of money alone.

Not only did Xiang Feng think so, after seeing Xiang Feng's secret weapon technique, Meng Haoyan's expression also contained a hint of jealousy.

The reason why he pulled Xiang Feng into the gang was also for the sake of multiple people and more strength, in his heart, no matter how powerful Xiang Feng was, he was almost the same as those white people, and he was confident that he could kill any mercenary in an instant.

But now seeing the tip of the iceberg of Xiang Feng's strength, Meng Haoyan didn't dare to think so.

Yemen's land area is not large, Xiang Feng drove for more than two hours, has entered the Hazm of Al Jawf Province, Hazm is the provincial capital of Al Jawf Province, this provincial city is still in the hands of the Yemeni government, but unfortunately, years of war, this provincial city has long ceased to be prosperous, and the buildings in the city can be mottled bullet marks everywhere.

"In just one year, the city of Hazm has changed hands three times. Xiang Feng said with emotion.

In the Yemeni civil war, the first target of the rebel army is Hazm, and if you occupy the city of Hazm, you can quickly accumulate troops and armaments, and then quickly move south to attack Sana'a, the capital of Yemen!

The Yemeni government army also knows the importance of the city of Hazm, so in just one year, this war that tugged at the heartstrings of the whole world began around the city of Hazm, and the two sides almost exhausted their forces to fight for this war-torn city.

Xiang Feng drove into Hazm City, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Many times, the civil wars in these small African countries are the product of the game of some big powers, and looking at the scrawny residents on the road, Xiang Feng felt a little sour in his heart.

Born in a war-torn country, this is also something that cannot be chosen, just like the Chinese people in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Let's inquire first. Xiang Feng parked the car in front of a hotel, looking at Hazm City, which was more tidy.

Xiang Feng and Meng Haoyan got out of the car, and soon many children surrounded them, these children were skinny and skinny, and they looked at Xiang Feng with pitiful eyes, their eyes were full of begging and sadness.

Xiang Feng took out more than a dozen pieces of military compressed food from his bag and gave them to these children one by one, and these children were holding the compressed food like a treasure, and their eyes were about to shine.

"Go, go, go. At this time, the hotel owner walked out of it, he drove the children away like flies, and then said with a smile in fluent Huaxia: "Two bosses, are you staying in the hotel?"

"Your Huaxia dialect is not bad. Xiang Feng said.

The hotel owner scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "I once worked in a factory owned by your Chinese people for three years, and then the war broke out and the factory was shut down, so I went back to my hometown and opened this small hotel." ”

"No wonder. Xiang Feng looked at the innkeeper and sighed lightly: "There are often wars in Hazm City, right?"

The hotel owner said helplessly: "Now I'm used to it, last year, when you walked on the road, a cannonball would fall at your feet, and in the past year, they have basically been small-scale street battles, at least they won't disturb the people." ”

"Since it's so chaotic, why don't you withdraw?" Meng Haoyan on the side asked curiously.

The hotel owner looked at his hotel with a nostalgic look in his eyes and said with a smile: "This is my motherland, let's die, at least die on my own land." ”

Although the hotel owner's words were light, they made Xiang Feng and Meng Haoyan feel a little shocked.

"Two bosses, come in quickly, if it weren't for those kids coming around again. The hotel owner wanted to carry bags for Xiang Feng and Meng Haoyan, but the two refused.

The two followed the uncle into the hotel, and the uncle smiled while cleaning up the clutter on the sofa: "We all have a deep affection for the Chinese people, so those children will surround you to ask for things, don't mind, if you were replaced by American soldiers, those children would have been kicked in the head." ”

Xiang Feng smiled and expressed his disdain.

The uncle gave Xiang Feng a thumbs up and said: "Your Huaxia country is really good, the people are good, the country is also strong, if there is a next life, I also want to be a Chinese person." ”

As the uncle spoke, there was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, he turned around and muttered: "Last year, when I saw your Huaxia country evacuate overseas Chinese, a whole ten military vehicles pulled the Chinese people from our factory to cross the road outside. ”

In addition to envy, the uncle's words were more emotional.

While speaking, the uncle had already cleaned up the living room, and he smiled apologetically: "Two bosses, you wait here for a while, and I'll go up and clean up the room for you." ”

Xiang Feng raised his hand and asked softly, "If the room is not busy cleaning up first, can I ask you about something?"

The uncle nodded and said with a smile: "Just ask, as long as I know, I will definitely tell you." ”

Xiang Feng said: "I want to ask you about someone. ”

Xiang Feng took out a photo of Aoyama Masato from his arms, handed it to the uncle, and asked, "Uncle, have you ever seen this person." ”

The uncle looked at the photo and said with a surprised face: "He lived with me a few days ago. ”