Chapter 147: Is There Any Light in Hell?

Although she has worn leather clothes, carried submachine guns, and killed people, she will not rush to other people's positions with Xing Shisan with just a bloody and stupid holding two submachine guns in that kind of war, and fight to the death, she is still young and wants to live for two more years.

"The times create heroes, heroes come out of troubled times, the Golden Crescent started late, but the momentum of development is unstoppable, the Patan people are mainly ethnic minorities in Afghanistan, and they don't seem to have much affection for the Baloch language born in Pakistan, and 70% of the land of the Golden Crescent is located in Afghanistan, how long do you think your peace can be maintained, a year? Two years? Xing Shisan knocked on the coffee table on the seat, his face was indifferent.

Kajili was stunned for a moment, and Dai frowned slightly: "It seems that you are not prepared at all, but that is a matter of consideration, the leader of my small army, in the final analysis, is not enough."

Xing Shisan glanced at her, turned his head, and said: "Your eyes tell me that you are not satisfied with the current situation, and now is the best time, because I am here, I have the best special forces in Huaxia by my side, he can systematically train your soldiers, I don't say how good my skills are, but even if you hide in any corner of the barracks, it is not difficult for me to kill you, if we leave, a war breaks out between the two nations, and do you think it can be avoided?" Now you are active, and when the time comes, passively fall into the war, who can make you trust?

Old five? Fourth? Third? There are more failures than successes, only Brother Northon may be able to help you, but he is injured all over his body, so he will retreat. It's a huge camp, and you won't even be able to find someone you can trust!

"That's my business, you don't have to worry about it." This was an impulsive sentence, indeed, she had already been provoked by Xing Shisan.

Although he is basically telling the truth, sometimes the more the truth is, the more difficult it is to accept.

"It's not something I should worry about, it's something you should care about, if you don't stay here, I won't go to the Golden Triangle, Colombia, or go back to China, but it's hard for you to make this decision, your home is here, your brother is here." Xing Shisan suddenly stopped, and then said loudly: "Our cooperation is a win-win situation, I attach great importance to this conversation, he may be the beginning of an epoch-making Golden Crescent."

Hearing this, Kushina Kajili seemed to be emaciated, leaned into the chair behind him, closed his eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "What can I get"?

"The Golden Crescent is your home, and my roots are in China after all, this is just a post station for me, a passerby in the mountains and wilderness." Xing Shisan knew that even if he had laid down a huge country, he would never take a second look when he was about to leave.

As the old saying goes, a golden nest is always inferior to your own kennel.

"If I had to add a term, I would set it at eight years." Why eight years? Because he had been sentenced to eight years, he hoped to use those eight years to atone for the wrongs he had committed.

"After eight years, I won't stay one more day, and I will always be the second master in the Golden Crescent." If what kind of life he yearns for the most is definitely not the path he is taking now, he would rather go to the end of the world with someone he likes, wherever he goes.

Or, three acres of fertile land, raising some birds and animals, living an idyllic life, drunk and obsessed with gold is not suitable for him.

It's a pity that God always likes to make unwarranted jokes and force him into a completely different path step by step.

However, he also does not like to admit defeat, fight, then fight, and one day, when he shines brightly and the sky can't stop his eyes, he can control his own life.

Kalgili stared into his eyes, not like a joke, which made her more and more confused, not understanding what kind of person he really was?

She suddenly thought of a word, contradiction, he was the one who wanted to beat the Golden Crescent, and he was the one who wanted to leave, so what was he saying about the Golden Crescent?

She was confused!

"Actually, you don't have to scruples, you and I didn't know each other before, I don't need to travel thousands of miles to make you happy, the reason why I laid the Golden Crescent, I have already mentioned it earlier, is just to find a way out for my father." Xing Shisan raised his head, imagining his father's majestic body, shook his head, and said, "He is a man who is the enemy of the whole world, and I must have strong enough strength to protect him."

Kagili was stunned, a man who is the enemy of the whole world, is there such a person in the world? Even if it is the notorious **, he just chooses his own target, although many countries dare not protect him on the façade, but secretly, the help provided to him will not be small, he can't imagine that such a man has three heads and six arms?

"Isn't it incredible, sometimes I think it's ridiculous, why did my father embark on such a path." Xing Shisan laughed self-deprecatingly and continued: "If you know the history of World War II, you must know that there is a fanatical organization - Nasha, during World War II, although there were still two Allied countries, but at that time, in the final analysis, it was a great country, and it conquered most of Europe, and even fired at the whole world, this is the absolute first in contemporary history, and it may be difficult for future generations to surpass it."

Thinking of this powerful and invincible organization, Xing Shisan only felt that his brain hurt terribly, and compared to Jin Xinyue, it was simply incomparable.

And now Nasha has turned into the shadows, eyeing the whole world, and the successful implementation of the human god-making plan, compared to before, it is even better.

Xing Shisan once thought that Naoma would tie his father to his side and no longer care about other rights and wrongs, but Xing Mad Tiger would definitely not be reconciled, and he would escape by all means, and the only way to let him return to his side was to fight.

After destroying Nasha and making him lose his thoughts, he will definitely figure it out and return to his side again to be a good father.

"My father is now a commander of the Naja organization, he has already taken a wrong step, I don't want him to take another wrong step, so I don't have the slightest intention of the Golden Crescent, all I want to do in my life is to eliminate Nasa and save my father. The Huaxia government still doesn't know about my father, and they all think that he has died in battle, but after all, paper can't contain the fire, and on that day, I hope that Jin Xinyue can take him in, that's all. This is a son's love for his father, just like Xing Maanhu has been silently caring for him, it is selfless.

"I've said everything I've been hiding in my heart for a long time, if you don't agree, I won't force it anymore, but I hope this secret is buried in your hearts, otherwise ......" Xing Shisan's face suddenly appeared a fierce color, and a wave of anger rushed out of his body, which was definitely something that could be exuded by killing many people.

Since he was a child, his mother was not there, his father was not in pain, his uncle was not in love, the only one who cared about him was his father, no matter who he was, as long as he dared to hurt him, Xing Shisan swore that he would definitely screw off the person's head with his own hands and make amends for his father in front of the grave.

Kagili is struggling, this is a risky game, with a thousand troops under her command to stir up the golden crescent moon, the slightest mistake is probably difficult to find.

However, the fat in front of her couldn't help but make her feel pity, although she was a woman, but she was an ambitious woman, what kind of feat was this to dominate the Golden Crescent, and how many people would worship her at that time?

The teacup in front of him was lifted and lowered, lowered and raised, and finally leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

Xing 13 sighed, beckoned to Po Suo, and walked towards the door.

"Wait", Kagili suddenly called out to him, and calmly spat out two words: "deal".

Xing 13 was overjoyed, turned around, and walked back, his two hands clasped tightly together, and he didn't separate for a long time.

It was late at night, and the evening breeze blew on the two hazy figures, which couldn't help but make them tremble.

"Do you think we can make it?" In the cold wind, the figure in front of him stopped and asked faintly.

"Yes, General Ku didn't say that the Patan and Baloch languages have reached the point of incompatibility, as long as she blows the wind again, the war will start soon, but unfortunately those innocent people will suffer again." Luo Yi shook her head and said with a little sadness.

Xing Shisan nodded, looking at the dark night sky, many stars dotted, exuding brilliance, the moon was hazy, but there was an undercurrent surging in a peaceful situation, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sometimes I feel that I will go to eighteen layers of hell when I die, and I don't know if there is light in hell"?