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“…… Big Buddha, they have an accident, dead or alive...... There's no way to know for sure ......! Lin Jun leaned on the edge of the desk and bowed his head and said.

Peng Guoqiang was speechless when he heard this.

"Brush!"

Lin Jun suddenly stood up straight, turned his head to look at everyone and said, "I'm sorry, I can help you here!" Now the Buddha and them, I can't contact them at all! ”

“…… What the hell is going on with the army! After Peng Guoqiang reacted, he immediately asked again.

"I said it! What's going on, I don't know!! Lin Jun responded in a somewhat stiff tone: "You have to stay here for a long time, all the expenses are mine, but I have to do something else now!" ”

When the words fell, Lin Jun quickly pushed the door and left.

Peng Guoqiang and Zheng Ke were stunned.

"Could it be fake, he said it on purpose!" A criminal policeman next to him turned his head to Peng Guoqiang and asked, "Don't you want the Big Buddha to help us with this?!" ”

“…… No, there are many ways he doesn't want to help, so there's no need to prevaricate with this kind of thing! Peng Guoqiang shook his head without hesitation, then opened his mouth and said, "Let's go back, let's go now!" ”

……

Twenty minutes later.

Ah Zhe, Xiao Zhuo, Da Zhu, Er Zhu and others rushed to Rongfu Kangnian.

"Smack!"

Lin Jun sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, then opened his mouth expressionlessly and said, "You guys will go to South Sudan immediately, personally assist Brother Xun and Liangzi, and help me do this!" ”

"When are you leaving?!" Ah Zhe asked.

"Now!" Lin Jun paused and continued: "I finished calling Brother Feng, you go to Jil first, and then let him arrange for you to go to Yunnan, when you get there, how to get to South Sudan, you have a plan in your heart!" ”

"Good!" Ah Zhe nodded.

"Who else do you want?!" Lin Jun asked.

"Bald!" Ah Zhe thought for a moment and opened his mouth to respond.

"Your immediate request is to contact these three people and let them go home!" Lin Jun wrapped a cigarette butt and said, "Let's go now!" ”

"Right!"

Ah Zhe nodded, and led the people away.

Inside the house.

"Spit!"

Lin Jun spat and immediately contacted Daxun.

"Hey?!"

“…… There's no letter yet, are you?! Lin Jun asked.

"Nope!"

“…… Well, listen to me! Lin Jun pinched the cigarette butt, squinted his eyes and said: "Let the middleman who gave you the letter check down now, don't ask anything else, just let him help ask, who gave Xiaochen the job they did!" Because this matter is obviously a trick, so, the people who took over the work for Xiaochen must know what happened!! ”

"Yes, I see!" Daehun nodded.

"I'll let Ah Zhe and Xiao Zhuo come over, and you guys are going to pick it up!"

"Good!" Daxun answered.

"Well, let's do it first!"

Speaking of which, Lin Jun and Daxun ended the call, and then he took his mobile phone and rummaged through it, and dialed the phone number of an "old buddy", but he didn't get through.

……

Syria.

Inside a temporary residence.

“…… The person who contacted me was Yin Ming, whose hometown was Guangxi, and he was here, mainly going back and forth between Aleppo and Basra...... Many people who work alone are working here for him, and the people below him are mainly Chinese! "Xiao Chenchi. Sitting topless on the bed, the gun hole on his back was shocking, and blood was dripping.

"Smack!"

The Big Buddha lit the alcohol lamp, picked up a finger of tweezers, then put on a mask, directly picked up a piece of alcohol cotton, and stabbed it from the entrance of the wound to the deepest part, even if it was sterilized!

“……！” Although Xiao Chen didn't move, his muscles trembled and his teeth chattered.

"Okay, you wait for my letter!" The person on the phone answered simply.

"Hurry up, buddy!"

“…… Good! ”

After saying that, the two hung up the phone.

"There's no anesthetic, bear with it!" The Big Buddha shouted behind him.

"Let's do it!" Xiao Chen clenched his fists and bent down.

"Woo ......!"

After the Big Buddha pulled out the tweezers with the cotton ball, Xiao Chen's wound spurted blood like tap water, and then the Big Buddha used a U-shaped clip and tweezers to poke into the wound again simply and rudely, and after less than ten seconds, he pulled out a deformed warhead!!

"Hulala!"

The Buddha picked up the soaked cotton ball and cleaned Xiaochen's wound again, and then used a hook-like needle to stitch the wound together.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong!"

Xiao Chen's face was pale, fine beads of sweat were rising on his forehead, and he directly dried a small bottle of liquor.

"Raise your arm!" The Big Buddha shouted with gauze.

“…… How much cash do we have left?! Xiao Chen asked.

"That's enough!" The Big Buddha replied expressionlessly.

"Wrap up, get the gun!!" Xiao Chen's pupils put down the wine bottle and said.

……

That night.

In a slum alley in Syria, filled with the smell of urine and countless hungry rats, a young man with a Middle Eastern face, a black man, carrying two broken pockets, walked through the entrance on the left.

"Squeak!"

The Big Buddha stood in the middle of the alley and whistled.

"Stomp!"

The two of them stopped their steps and threw the two broken pockets over.

"Whoa!"

The big Buddha bent down to open the bag, lowered his head and began to count, and after more than ten seconds, he raised his head and made an OK gesture.

"Whoosh!"

On the wall, Xiao Chen threw down a bundle of dollars wrapped in duct tape.

"Brush!"

After the two of them caught it, they gave a cursory nod, and then quickly left, and the two groups did not have any verbal conversation from beginning to end.

"Smack!"

The Buddha unloaded his empty bag and immediately loaded his weapon.

"Di Lingling!"

At the same time, Xiao Chen's phone rang.

"Hey?!"

"I've found the man, he's going to Basra!" The person on the phone gets straight to the point.

“…… How many people are around?! Xiao Chen touched his nose and asked.

"It's useless to have as many people, I'll go with you!" After a moment of silence, the person on the phone said simply.

"No need for you, buddy!"

"Don't, even if we're not together, it's a bloodline!!" The person on the phone frowned, and responded directly: "I didn't know it, I pulled it, I know, I must pass!" ”

“……！” Xiao Chen's lips squirmed, but he didn't speak.

"You turn on GPS, go to the coordinates ......!" The person on the phone was not in ink, but directly reported the coordinates of the other party.

……

Five minutes later, the Big Buddha and Xiao Chen drove away, loaded with two bags of weapons.

……

Meanwhile.

Yin Ming, a middle-aged Asian who introduced Xiaochen to work, had just found out the remittance that Xiao Er had given him, so he dialed Fan Yu's phone.

"It's time for the money??!" Fan Yu asked.

"It's here!"

"As long as you have news from the other two people, you can double the amount you get!" Fan Yu said simply and directly.