It's a war-torn country, it's a magical country, and it's a scarred country. The name of this country is Afghanistan, and it has suffered the Anglo-Afghan War, the First Afghan War, and the Second Afghan War. But even so, it still failed to destroy the country, it was strong, strong and terrible.

Kandahar, the second largest city in Afghanistan.

The address that Sun Liu pointed out to Long Xiaoqi was here, and it was a hotel room number. Long Xiaoqi walked into this hotel without hesitation and walked towards this room. As he walked towards this room, he suddenly felt like laughing: No soldier is freer than me, right?

He had a feeling that he was a soldier. Almost all year round, he doesn't stay in the army, he flies everywhere, he runs everywhere. When others are training and doing tasks in the army, he just wanders around. But Long Xiaoqi knew that the reason why he was able to do this was not because he was indulged, but because all this was a tempering for him.

Until now, he has not been able to become the head of the dragon in the dragon hidden army; Until now, he didn't know what his future would be. Not knowing doesn't necessarily mean that he can't guess, he has a feeling that his burden in the future will be very heavy, maybe unimaginably heavy.

If a special environment gives you absolute freedom, it must not be care, but trust and expectation. In the end, it will be the inability to escape under freedom, which is the truth of freedom. Regular Forces, Special Forces, Special Forces, Shadow Forces...... The higher the degree of freedom, the greater the responsibility, when the degree of freedom reaches the level of Long Xiaoqi, professional soldiers have become a lifelong system. Hey||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge

This is a lifelong career, and there is no escape from freedom. Of course, Long Xiaoqi never thought of escaping, from the first day he entered the army, he knew that the profession of a soldier would accompany him for the rest of his life until the end of his life.

This may be a kind of torture for normal people, but Long Xiaoqi doesn't feel it at all, because this lifelong profession is their family's profession in itself. Grandpa passed on Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu passed on to son, and the red family was passed down from generation to generation.

"Tuk tuk! ……”

Long Xiaoqi knocked lightly on the door, and then stood quietly at the door waiting. He's guessing what kind of face will open the door, man? Woman? Or what happens when you open the door: a sudden assassination test? Or is it a callous scrutiny?

It was divine punishment, the most powerful killer organization he could ever know. Maybe there are those as powerful as divine punishment, such as Onihanzo, or a certain family...... But the divine punishment must be stronger, and even the little brother is chased all over the world, so you can imagine the strength of the divine punishment.

The door of the room opened, and a fat man who was chubby and greasy, holding a chicken leg in his hand, stared at Long Xiaoqi for a few seconds, and immediately showed a warm smile. When he laughed, the fat on his face piled up, squeezing those eyes like squinting.

"Oops, welcome, welcome, warm welcome! Tired or not? Hungry or not? Thirsty or not? Come on, come on, hurry in, let's eat a little, drink a little, don't see outside, hahaha......" The fat man pinched the chicken leg with one hand and put his arm around Long Xiaoqi's shoulder with the other, dragging the other party in like a good buddy.

For this kind of enthusiasm, Long Xiaoqi was a little uncomfortable. Not because of the fat man's greasy hands, but because the fat man's squinted eyes exuded the sheen of banknotes. And this fat man is a Chinese, a standard Chinese.

There are really not many Chinese in Afghanistan, but anyone who can gain a foothold in this place has a few brushes. You must know that it is definitely not easy for someone who can survive in a place of war, riot, and riot, and still make money. Especially like the fat man in front of him, it is not easy to eat like a round ball here.

"Just call me Fat Li, hahahaha......" The fat man pulled Long Xiaoqi in, took out a bottle of Coke and handed it over, and said with a smile: "See laugh, see laugh, I'm so fat I don't blame me for eating too much, but a problem of physique." It's like capital operation, when the capital market starts to expand, as long as you are in it, it will expand with it. In fact, I am engaged in finance, specializing in capital operation, this capital operation is about group cooperation, joint growth, hehehehe......"

What Long Xiaoqi saw was a house full of food, canned sardines, canned beef, canned chicken, French fries, potato chips, roast chicken, roast duck...... Physical problems? It's a matter of eating!

"I'm here to ......"

"Yes!" Fat Li's eyes widened, clapped his hands and smiled: "Join the team and expand the capital together!" Hey, hey, hey...... It's not that I'm blowing to you, our method of capital operation is not something that ordinary people can understand, others think that Afghanistan is in war and poverty, but you must know that the more chaotic the place, the easier it is to carry out capital operation, and the easier it is to make it swell up like a ball. Brother, your vision is very accurate, I won't ask who introduced you, anyway, as long as you follow my brother, I guarantee to eat and drink spicy! Do you know what the exchange rate of Ani (the money of Afghanistan) was yesterday? Do you know what the ratio of Ani is this morning? Do you know how much I make in a day? ”

The light of the banknotes in Fat Li's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the fat on his face trembled with his movements, as if he could squeeze out a few catties of lard at any time.

"Is this an incision?" Long Xiaoqi asked in surprise.

"Incisions? Oh......" Fat Li suddenly realized, and pointed at Long Xiaoqi with his fat finger: "Pagoda Town River Demon!" ”

“……”

Is Lao Tzu in the wrong place? But that's what Sun Liuzhi told me...... Capital operation? What the heck? What is the exchange ratio of Lao Tzu who cares about your Ani...... Is this Fat Li playing tricks with Lao Tzu?

"Brother, you must have strength to play capital operation in Afghanistan, and my brother is the kind of person with strength!" Fat Li sat heavily on the chair.

"Crunch!"

The wooden chair was sat down like this, and he let out a painful moan. The groan, squeezed outward, almost bursts. God knows why this chair's life is so miserable to be sat on by this fat pig-like guy. Under the strands.

"I've dealt with every force here, including the base!" Li Fatzi stretched out his fat index finger and said proudly: "But my brother, my strength is not here, but that no one dares to collect protection money from me!" You must know that although US imperialism has withdrawn its troops, it has left behind a mess. All kinds of forces, all kinds of bull X, but brother, I can have fun! Getting back to the point, how much money did you bring with you, and are you going to play big or small? ”

“……”

Long Xiaoqi became more and more suspicious that he was in the wrong place, this fat man was a philistine businessman at all...... But the address is obviously here, and there will be no mistake!