Smack!

Smack!

"Fuck!" Gao Jun had a cigarette in his mouth and waved the lighter in his hand vigorously, but the other party was like a strike, and there was no reaction at all.

The angry boss smashed directly on the ground, and the lighter also had a temper, and it exploded directly on the stone, and the plastic shell was shattered and shattered.

It's off to a bad start!

Yevgeny next to him was very eye-catching and hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it for him, Gao Jun squinted, and his two nostrils showed smoke.

"Haven't you been in touch with Wells yet?" He asked, looking at Tonikov.

Wells is the major general who lent Gao Jun a helicopter before, and his son worked as a gambling dog in Las Vegas.

Gao Jun wanted to use his name to contact the US military, but the phone number could not be contacted, and he couldn't help but wonder if the other party was killed.

"Hey, gentlemen, where are you going?"

Just when Boss Gao was depressed, an awkward English inquiry came, and several people looked up and saw a middle-aged man with glasses and a very sven appearance driving a yellow taxi.

Don't think that Yin Lak is poor!

People still use Audi taxis, and many people can't even afford the first few circles.

In particular, there are tariffs on exports.

When that person saw Gao Jun and his party looking over, his facial expression was tight, and the flesh on his face was all collected, mainly because these people didn't look like good people!

And...

Tonikov was carrying a red plastic bag in his hand, which was very transparent, and at a glance he saw a black Kalashnikov 1974 inside.

Saying...

Can you make the plastic bag darker?

You're scary!

But the taxi driver still stubbornly moved, just moved his butt to let the small dagger underneath show a little, and he could fight back if necessary.

Just when he was nervous, he saw an Asian man walking over, with his hands in his pockets, his head down, and the smile of the next-door neighbor boy on his face, looking very "kind".

"Sir, is Amara going?"

The driver hesitated, his eyes stayed on the AK74, Gao Jun followed his eyes, and immediately understood, and said with a smile, "Sir, don't worry, it's just a burning stick..."

"Is that enough?" As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of dollars, about 60 dollars, and the dinar was worth more than dollars in this place.

The collapse of a currency is closely related to the collapse of his government, such as the Gulf War, which is not a war to destroy the country, even if it loses, it does not fluctuate much for the currency, and the later Yinlak War is the real reason for the depreciation of the currency.

It's like the Soviet ruble before it fell, but it was very strong.

Put it on the chest, it can be anti-AK47!

Looking at the dollar in Gao Jun's hand, the driver's face suddenly filled with a smile, and he hurriedly pushed the car door, "Sir, do you have a salute?" ”

"Nope."

"Then please get in the car, it will take more than two hours to get from here to Amara, you can rest assured, it is absolutely safe to take my car, and the Yin Lak security forces or other armed forces will not attack us." He pointed to the large Arabic text on the car: Radvanya guerrilla battalion.

Although Gao Jun didn't know what this meant, he still felt very hanging.

Boss Gao sat in the co-pilot, Tonikov, Evgeny and Bancroft were crowded behind, and as soon as the driver sat in, he saw a few people crowded from the rearview mirror, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

"Gentlemen, the car is a bit small, I'm sorry..."

Gao Jun was quite in a mood to look left and right, and when he heard this, he said with a smile, "Don't worry too much, we are all poor and used to crowding, if we don't even adapt to this, how can we adapt to the connected room where the toilet and kitchen are together?" ”

It's a cold joke.

But the driver still smiled politely, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then kicked the accelerator to carry Gao Jun and his party away with the envious eyes of the peers next to him.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit strange, the driver raised his head for a long time to look at the few people holding their hands and pretending to sleep, and occasionally glanced at Gao Jun, who had turned out something in the car, a chemistry book with labels.

It's all in Arabic, I can't read it.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the other party's gaze, the two were stunned, Gao Jun smiled and said, "This is your child's textbook?" ”

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"No, it's mine."

"I'm a college chemistry teacher."

As soon as he heard this, Boss Gao was immediately stunned, and there was no way for the senior intellectuals to connect with the down-and-out taxi driver in front of him.

"My school was bombed by an airstrike, and it was all blown up." The driver explained, in a low tone, "The principal, they're all dead, and after the collapse of the education system, I'm out of work..."

"Isn't it easy for a chemistry teacher to make money?"

At this moment, Yevgeny, who was sitting in the back, spoke, attracting the attention of the boss, he sat between the two strong men, and stretched out his hand vigorously, "My former chemistry teacher went to work for which drug dealers, and he could earn a lot of money every day, but unfortunately I couldn't tell the difference between mg or fe, otherwise I would have gone to work for him." ”

"I was invited, but I declined." The driver shook his head, "Knowledge is for the benefit of mankind, not for killing, those people are businessmen, not scientists!" ”

"Oppenheimer died crying in the toilet." Bancroft said coldly, "You can earn more now?" ”

The driver also heard the ridicule in his tone, and was silent for a moment, "Poverty will come sooner or later, but before that, who will control my fate?" Myself, not everyone wants to do a vigorous career, I just want to make money and feed my family, for me, come out safely, go home safely, I am satisfied. ”

These words made Gao Jun and the others silent.

Bancroft muttered to himself, "But life never makes you satisfied and happy." He was silent.

Apparently thinking about his past.

Gao Jun also has a relative, his parents in China may still think that they are selling insurance, fighting for that poor green card, and even looking for a woman full of AIDS to marry casually, not to live their kind of ordinary life.

They would never have imagined...

Their children were running around in the war zone of this world, and Gao Jun couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of this.

"I'm sorry, I just thought of a joke, you say, how many dollars can buy happiness?"

"He is priceless, sir." The driver emphasized.

"No, people often glorify their poverty and incompetence into contentment, but in the end, the happiness at the bottom is also shabby and worthless!"

The driver frowned, not very agreeing with Gao Jun's words, but he didn't dare to scold his mother, he just raised the bar and said, "Yin Lake, but they are all at the bottom." ”

"So, they're not worth much, and I'm here to look for gold."

……