Section 79 - A shot from the Russian Golden Retriever

Terek, Gamanbai, and Turson should be the group of children who helped Bucha relieve the siege, they are also orphans, in this chaotic area, a large number of orphans are inevitable, those who cannot survive will die, and those who struggle to survive are recruited by some forces to act as thugs, death squads and backbones, often the truth is lost under the coercion of survival, not everyone can be qualified to talk about justice and morality, Lin Mo deeply agrees with this.

"Poor Buka, go, I'll take you to a meal first, and then take a bath." Lin Mo stood up and sighed, patted little Bucha's head, and said, "My name is Mo Lin, and I was introduced to you by your Abba's friend. ”

The little boy Buka barely stopped crying, and obediently followed Lin Mo out of the kitchen, but a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes from time to time, afraid that he would be affected by such a big upheaval, and it was impossible to fully trust Lin Mo in a short period of time.

The house outside is all dilapidated, it seems that during the time of the accident in Aji's family, the family has been looted, and Xiao Bucha has been able to survive until now, which can be regarded as relying on his cleverness and fate.

It seems that this line is broken, and Lin Mo has to ask his superiors to find another way.

Lin Mo took Bucha's hand and walked through the main hall from the backyard to the front yard, when he saw a group of people outside the courtyard gate, surrounding Baleta Bok, a Kazakh man who accompanied Lin Mo to the town.

Baltabock clenched his horsewhip tightly, blushing and confronting each other, as if something had happened between the two sides.

"Bucha! You go into the house first, and you'll be fine in a moment!" Lin Mo turned his head to see the little boy who was holding his hand tightly, Bucha trembling all over, as if he had been frightened by a rabbit, he stroked the boy's head comfortingly, pulled out his hand, and pushed the boy back into the house.

"What's going on? Baltabock!" Lin Mo walked out of the front yard door, came to the Kazakh man's side, and glanced at the group of ill-conceived people who surrounded the hospital door.

Seven or eight young people, who didn't look like serious people, some Russians and some Uyghurs, stared at Baltabok and Lin Mo with a defiant expression.

"Han people! You know where this is, obediently hand over the horse with your companions, which is considered the protection fee here, and our brothers promise not to come to you for trouble. A guy in a leather coat with open chest hair held a shiny saber in his hand and pointed at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's words obviously made him catch something, his momentum was extremely arrogant, he raised his chin, and he looked at the meaning of Lin Mo and the others.

"These guys are going to steal our horses! Damn bastard!" The Kazakh man Baltabek was obviously angry, and his hand holding the whip was bruised.

"You guys talk too much nonsense!" Lin Mo's figure suddenly blurred, and then a series of screams and heavy falling sounds were heard.

The Kazakh man Baltabok rubbed his eyes, and just a moment ago, these hooligans all lay down, and all of them were piled up into a pile.

Baltabock's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at Lin Mo who appeared a few steps away in front of him at some point, and he didn't even see Lin Mo's movements clearly, this Han kid was simply too fast, and he only saw the figure shake a few times, and he couldn't even keep up with his eyes.

This guy, no wonder he was able to recapture the jujube red horse from the robbers alone and unarmed, a skill that Balettabok had never seen before, let alone heard of.

"That's it! Let's go, Baltabock!" Lin Mo patted the ashes in his hand, just a little rascal, just let it go, there is no need to reason with them, he is in a hurry, he shouted at the courtyard of Aji's house: "Buka, come out, it's okay, let's go!"

The closed door opened a crack, and the little boy stretched out his head to look out of the courtyard, except for Baleta Bock and Lin Mo, who were standing, everyone else lay down, and he walked to Lin Mo tremblingly, he recognized these guys lying on the ground, whether they were famous gangsters here, or the kind that couldn't be on the stage, and he knew to bully outsiders.

"Well, don't be afraid, uncle just taught these bad guys a good lesson" Lin Mo comforted the little boy who was frightened today.

In the cleanest-looking tavern in town, a little boy gulps up food and stuffs it into his mouth on a square table by the side of the road, stacked with large pieces of barbecue.

"Eat slowly, besides, no one will rob you!" Lin Mo poured a cup of camel milk for the little boy Bucha and gently patted the little guy who was recklessly munching and rolling his eyes a little choked.

It seems that after the death of his parents, this little guy's life has not been very good, and he is completely hungry for food.

"Uh-huh!~" Buka was not polite at all, he ate desperately, and after a while, his stomach was round, and he panted straight, still staring at the food on the table.

"Bucha!" The restaurant pulled a few little heads by the window of the street, staring at Bucha who had already eaten with envy, shouting Bucha's name with joy, staring at the food in front of Bucha from time to time with bright eyes, sucking and sucking greed.

"Terek! Kozi! Balabek! Anar Khan! Gamanbai!" Bucha's eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly, seeing that he could still help himself and help each other survive after losing his parents, he waved at them with a full meal, he glanced at the food that was still a lot of food on the table, and looked at Lin Mo again, although he didn't speak, a pair of bright big eyes with a little expectation.

"Get out of the way, little brat!" The guys in the restaurant recognized this group of orphans in the town, and for fear of affecting business, they hurriedly rushed over and drove them rudely, and these little things came to him to steal something to eat.

"Dude, don't rush, let them in!" Lin Mo stood up, stopped the guy, and then beckoned to the children of different ages outside the window: "Come in, let's eat together!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Lin Mo was a big patron, and the guy nodded and retreated.

"Come on in!" Bucha waved at them again and again, in order to dispel their hesitation, and said, "He's my Abba's friend!"

There was a burst of laughter, nine children rushed in, and suddenly the water around the table was blocked, stretching out their little hands to compete for the food on the table, fortunately Lin Mo ordered enough, Buka watched his little friends eat happily, grinned, and from time to time grabbed a leg of mutton and stuffed it to one of the children.

Lin Mozhen sat with a smile and watched the group of homeless children scramble for food, when there was a noise outside the restaurant, and someone rushed in.

Rushing in was Baleta Bock, who had gone out to inquire about the satellite phone, with a blue nose and swollen face, stumbling and being pushed in, and seemingly rolling to the ground in great embarrassment, followed by several strong Russian men in old and faded camouflage, all with guns.

One of them, a strong Russian with blonde hair and a half-head, still carried a gun in his hand, and grabbed Baltabok from the ground fiercely, and the pistol was pointed directly at Baltabok's head, and he smiled, and scanned the restaurant with bloodthirsty eyes.

The children at the table scrambling for food suddenly fell silent, and looked straight at the group of ethnic Russians with guns who broke in, and several diners at the table quietly stood up and hid by the wall, and the restaurant guys even shrank behind the counter, which seemed to have become commonplace.

Lin Mo's face changed, he glanced at the children, waved his hand, and asked them to step back.

"Uncle, just, they took my Abba!" Bucha was trembling and pulling at the corner of Lin Mo's clothes, looking at this group of uninvited guests with half fear and half hatred.

Bucha may never forget the Russian who was holding a gun to the golden half-hairstyle of the Kazakh man Baltabok, and that night, it was this guy who also put a gun to Abba's head and took Abba away, and since then Abba and Grandma have left him forever, and Abba and Grandma must be inseparable from them.

Bucha's mouth made a squeaky and gnashing sound, if it weren't for the gun in the other party's hand, he would have rushed up to fight the other party.

"They did it?!" Lin Mo pushed Buka behind him, stood up, and glanced at the group of ethnic Russians with a cold gaze, all of them holding AK74s, with a murderous aura of disregard for life, obviously all of them were ruthless characters who had seen blood.

It was these guys who robbed Aji and Aji's wife, and also hindered Lin Mo's actions, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow, and just let Baltabok go to inquire about the place where he could make cross-border calls, and let these guys catch Baletabok, although I don't know how they met, but in this chaotic place, there is really no reason to explain, and anything (the latest chapter 81zw of the martial arts) can happen.

"Han people! Hehe, don't mess around, your Kazakh partner is in my hands!" The blond-haired Chinese of the Russian ethnic group is like a foreigner speaking Chinese, without any ups and downs, and the eyes like poisonous snakes are like a confrontation with Lin Mo's air.

"You took Aggie with you?" Lin Mo's momentum at this time completely changed, as if he had returned to another world, and the supreme power of the dragon knight instantly stirred in the entire restaurant, and almost everyone could suddenly feel an invisible oppressive force pressing on their hearts, and they couldn't even move their fingers.xzsj8.head.

"You! Who are you? A fine cold sweat couldn't help but break out on the head of the Russian blond two, this young Han man seemed to have a fierce beast hidden in his body, this kind of cold and invisible pressure on his body, what is this?

The Russian blonde head removed the gun from Baltabok's head and pointed the muzzle at Lin Mo, and the other strong Russians pointed their guns at Lin Mo as if they were facing a great enemy, as if this unarmed Han man was extremely dangerous.

"Who am I, I have to ask first, what are you, why did you arrest Aji!" Ignoring the many guns aimed at him, Lin Mo walked step by step towards the Russian blonde who grabbed Baltabork.

Bang!~

The Russian blonde head didn't care about anyone's life or not, and the fierce one actually shot directly at Lin Mo.

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