Parker is a sniper and is responsible for providing fire cover. After hearing Pang Jindong's order, the mercenaries immediately pointed their guns at the two sides that were exchanging fire.

"Fire!" Pang Jindong slammed his right hand forward, and the mercenaries quickly shot at everyone who entered the firing range, only to see the militia in the distance constantly have a body shock, a puff of green smoke coming out of their chests, and then fell to the ground.

"Up!" Pang Jindong lifted the camouflage net on his body, and led the mercenaries along the slope of the high ground where he was located, and rushed towards Xiaolou. They ran as fast as they could, raising the sand behind them, holding the butts of their guns to their shoulders, the muzzles of their guns always in the same direction as their line of sight, pulling the triggers in succession to take out any enemy they spotted.

Neither Somali militia expected to be attacked by a third party, and the previous exchange of fire had already cost them heavy casualties, and it was too late to reorganize resistance.

The mercenaries charged and fired, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the camp of the Aideedes. After turning into close combat, the situation became more chaotic, and the mercenaries gained the upper hand because of it.

"Miria and I go in! The rest of the people cover!" Pang Jindong shouted, leading Milia towards Xiaolou, not wasting time on other Somali militiamen.

The two men braved the bullets to approach the small building in a roundabout way, and Aideed's militia was not far from the two of them, but as soon as they attacked the two men, they would be killed by the other mercenaries instantly.

"Get out of the way!" Pang Jindong's voice landed, and Miria threw a grenade through the door into the building. Immediately afterward, the two men clung to the walls on either side of the gate to avoid the impact of the explosion.

The building seems to have become fragile after a long period of time and war. The explosion of the grenade shook the entire building, and at the same time kicked off many fragments of building materials, knocking on Pang Jindong and Miria's bodies.

As soon as the explosion ended, Pang Jindong and Miria rushed in despite the smoke and dust that filled the building, and began to search for Aideed.

Before entering each room, Milia first used a grenade to clear the way, and then Pang Jindong entered. Although their eyes were protected by night vision devices, and their noses and mouths were almost filled with dust, they felt very uncomfortable, but they didn't care about these things at all. After killing five more militiamen, Pang Jindong finally found Aideed on the second floor.

Before the action, Pang Jindong spent 24 hours analyzing and observing Aideed's photos, including Aide's appearance in various clothes, various expressions and various occasions, and kept it firmly in his heart, so he quickly recognized him. This once-dominant warlord leader seems to be just an old man with vicissitudes of life at this time. He had just been injured by the explosion, lying on the ground weakly panting, with a pool of blood dripping from under him, and a middle-aged woman with dark skin was taking care of him.

This woman screamed when she saw Pang Jindong, rushed to Pang Jindong and waved her hands desperately, while shouting something loudly in her mouth. Although Pang Jindong understood every word, he also knew that the other party was begging him not to hurt the old man.

Pang Jindong smashed the butt of a gun on the woman's shoulder, but he didn't use force, and the woman staggered back. Immediately afterwards, Pang Jindong shot Aideed in the forehead.

A small hole appeared in Aideed's forehead, and blood gushed out, and although there was no sign of blood loss due to the color of his skin, Aideed's eyes began to become confused.

For a moment, the three people in the room did not move.

For Pang Jindong, this time was long, although the woman's shrill screams and the gunshots outside continued, Pang Jindong could not hear it. At this time, there seems to be only Pang Jindong and Aideed in this world.

Aideed's eyes looked at Pang Jindong blankly, as if he wanted to say something.

"He must hate me very much......" This was Pang Jindong's first thought.

If Aideed really thinks like this, Pang Jindong can only tell him: "This is originally a world of the jungle, if you have defeated others, you will inevitably be defeated by others, because you are not at the top of the food chain!"

Aideed's chest finally stopped heaving, Pang Jindong came back to his senses, immediately made up two shots, and then was about to turn away. However, at this moment, Pang Jindong suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and then he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took for Pang Jindong to wake up from his coma leisurely and find himself in a white room with white walls, white ceilings, white floors, and a white bed underneath.

As soon as Pang Jindong got up from the bed, a severe headache suddenly hit, almost making Pang Jindong fall back on the bed. Pang Jindong endured the headache and barely stood firm, rubbed his eyes, looked around, and noticed that the room had no windows, only one door, and there was nothing in the room except for two beds.

Not far from Pang Jindong's bed, there was also a bed on which a woman was lying.

The woman quickly came to her senses, sat up and looked at Pang Jindong with a dull gaze with a stupid expression.

It was a Caucasian woman, about thirty years old, with blonde hair falling over her shoulders like a waterfall. The appearance can only be regarded as a Peugeot, but the figure is hot enough, with a slender waist, a towering chest, tightly wrapped in a gray vest and shorts, which fully shows off the graceful curves.

Pang Jindong noticed that he was dressed exactly the same as the woman.

After a while, the woman regained her senses, spoke standard American English, and asked Pang Jindong very nervously: "Who are you? Where am I?" Speaking of this, the woman was suddenly stunned, shook her head, and asked again as if talking to herself: "No...... Who am I, what is my name, why am I here?"

Pang Jindong couldn't answer the woman's question, because the same question was echoing in his mind: "Who am I?

Pang Jindong was watching the news when the doorbell rang again. He went out and opened the door to see that it was Qin Yushi again.

"I ......" Qin Yushi looked down at the pile of things she was holding in her arms, looking very ashamed. "Can you ...... Come and sit in your house?"

"Okay! It's an honor!" Pang Jindong opened the door completely, then turned sideways and invited Qin Yushi in.

After entering the living room, Pang Jindong warmly entertained Qin Yushi. Knowing that girls love snacks, he served all kinds of dried fruits and snacks at home. Subsequently, the two chatted while drinking coffee, first briefly introducing themselves and their own lives, and then some topics from all over the world.

Pang Jindong's calm and funny temperament touched Qin Yushi, especially Pang Jindong has been to many places, and she has never heard of many things at home and abroad. Qin Yushi realized that she needed to reacquaint herself with the neighbor she had met in such an embarrassing situation.

The two chatted until late, but Qin Yushi had no intention of saying goodbye, although Pang Jindong repeatedly hinted at each other with yawns, but Qin Yushi didn't notice it at all, and still chatted with Pang Jindong without words.

Gradually, Pang Jindong roughly guessed Qin Yushi's intentions, and when he was really sleepy, Pang Jindong said to Qin Yushi: "I'll go rest first!

"I ...... Would you like to stay here?" Qin Yushi said, lowering her head.

"I'm on my own!"

"But I bothered you, after all, it's not good?" Qin Yushi's head lowered.

"It's an honor for a beautiful girl like you to live here. I'm just worried, will you feel at ease with me?"

"Originally...... But the policeman said you were a good person, as if you were familiar with each other...... I don't think the policeman's friend is a bad person!"

Pang Jindong shook his head and said: "Aren't the policeman's friends bad people? It's hard to say whether the policeman himself is a good thing! Silly girl, you are too naïve!"

"Tong guò just talked, I myself believe that you are not a bad person......"

"However, you can stay with me today, what will you do in the future?"

"Starting tomorrow, my friends will move in with me...... Just one night, just one day today!" Qin Yushi hurriedly assured.

"It's no problem for a hundred days!" After a pause, Pang Jindong continued: "I just think that the person who sells the house should not hide the truth from you. But if this kind of thing really happens, there's no need to make a fuss, every inch of land we are on has probably killed people in history......"

"Don't say it!" Qin Yushi hurriedly covered her ears with her hands.

It was at this time that Qin Yushi let go of the things in his arms. The thing fell to the ground and spread out, and Pang Jindong realized that it was a sleeping bag.

After Jin Lingling introduced the matter of that villa, the more Qin Yushi returned home, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, and she called her friends, but none of them could come over to accompany her immediately. In desperation, she planned to stay with Pang Jindong, because she didn't know anyone else nearby.

In fact, if this happened a few days earlier, Qin Yushi would definitely not look for Pang Jindong, but the appearance of Jin Lingling made her eliminate the misunderstanding of the past, so she ran over with the mood of trying it out, and wanted to talk to Guò to further judge. As a result, she was sure that Pang Jindong should not be a wicked person, so she had the courage to make this request.

Qin Yushi finally slept in the guest room as she wished, but she never thought that Pang Jindong, as a working boy, would live in a luxury villa.

Early the next morning, Pang Jindong was woken up from his sleep by a burst of melodious music. He walked to the living room and found that it was Qin Yushi playing the guitar.

Perhaps because she had just gotten up, Qin Yushi looked very lazy, leaning on the sofa, casually letting those moving notes fly out from between her slender and tender fingers.