Chapter 2521
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"Don't look." A cold and steady voice came from his ear. It was Xia Jinyuan who was driving. "There are many civil wars in massao, and children are common on the road. All the way through, you will not see one or two, maybe you will see countless. "
Ye Jian said "well" in a low voice, indicating that she knew.
"You will face more tragic scenes in the future. When you go abroad, especially in the war-torn country, even a three-year-old can't believe it, understand?" The driving Xia Jinyuan glanced at her with sharp and fierce eyes. The dazzling sunlight outside reflected into his pupils. Ye Jian looked slightly at his side and saw the colder color in his eyes than the sunlight. "Remember, kindness does not exist at any time. Kindness can only appear at the right time."
The z7 sitting in the back is in contact with China. Hearing this sentence, he said in a solemn voice, "King Q said a lot. I once wanted to see a three-year-old boy with suicide explosives running into a refugee camp. He told the people who took him in that he was hungry and needed delicious food."
As a result, those who took him in, and those closest to him, became the first to die in a suicide bombing.
It's not the child's fault. Naive, they don't know what to use. The child is really hungry, but they don't know that they carry a powerful explosive.
But the crazy crime made use of their innocence, their youth and ignorance, and finally became a seemingly harmless mobile weapon.
After nearly two hours of Mercedes Benz, Xia Jinyuan finally came to the center of Mogadishu. The streets are full of people with guns and bullets. At a glance, there are ruins on both sides of the road. It is difficult to see the houses and buildings intact. The bullet holes like raindrops on the walls seem to show the wounds brought by the war to passers-by.
Even the snow area team members who often perform tasks outside are greatly touched when they see this situation. If a country's government does nothing, then the final victims will only be the working people living at the bottom, and the working people at the bottom are living in the hot water, then this country has no value and significance!
During the day, the city looks shabby, but people come and go, it's very busy. If it's not for the ruins and bullet holes that tell the snow field brigade the danger of the city, otherwise it really can't see where there is danger.
"Prosperity, decline, suffering, sin, wealth, poverty You can see both extremes here. " Xia Jinyuan drove to the door of a relatively good hotel. The cold voice was full of peace to the war, "this is the war country, Bluebird, have a good look."
At last, he reminded Ye Jian not to take what he had seen in China to a country full of danger everywhere, which is likely to have a gun fight at any time.
Otherwise, your fate will be miserable.
With all her hands on the door lock, Ye Jian, who was about to get off, sat back in the passenger seat and said solemnly to Xia Jinyuan, "I understand!"
In a war-torn country, one lives for desire and fights for desire. If one's desire prevails, one's power will be greater. The greater the power is, the more intolerable they will be. There will be a lot of wars and they will not die or repair.
Xia Jinyuan looked at her for a long time, and there was no other impurity in her eyes, so she opened her ears and ordered her to go down. "I'll go to the hotel with Ye Jian first, and book the room. Five of you will get off the bus and move around to find out the situation around you. Remember to take the pistol and contact at any time."
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
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"Don't look." A cold and steady voice came from his ear. It was Xia Jinyuan who was driving. "There are many civil wars in massao, and children are common on the road. All the way through, you will not see one or two, maybe you will see countless. "
Ye Jian said "well" in a low voice, indicating that she knew.
"You will face more tragic scenes in the future. When you go abroad, especially in the war-torn country, even a three-year-old can't believe it, understand?" The driving Xia Jinyuan glanced at her with sharp and fierce eyes. The dazzling sunlight outside reflected into his pupils. Ye Jian looked slightly at his side and saw the colder color in his eyes than the sunlight. "Remember, kindness does not exist at any time. Kindness can only appear at the right time."
The z7 sitting in the back is in contact with China. Hearing this sentence, he said in a solemn voice, "King Q said a lot. I once wanted to see a three-year-old boy with suicide explosives running into a refugee camp. He told the people who took him in that he was hungry and needed delicious food."
As a result, those who took him in, and those closest to him, became the first to die in a suicide bombing.
It's not the child's fault. Naive, they don't know what to use. The child is really hungry, but they don't know that they carry a powerful explosive.
But the crazy crime made use of their innocence, their youth and ignorance, and finally became a seemingly harmless mobile weapon.
After nearly two hours of Mercedes Benz, Xia Jinyuan finally came to the center of Mogadishu. The streets are full of people with guns and bullets. At a glance, there are ruins on both sides of the road. It is difficult to see the houses and buildings intact. The bullet holes like raindrops on the walls seem to show the wounds brought by the war to passers-by.
Even the snow area team members who often perform tasks outside are greatly touched when they see this situation. If a country's government does nothing, then the final victims will only be the working people living at the bottom, and the working people at the bottom are living in the hot water, then this country has no value and significance!
During the day, the city looks shabby, but people come and go, it's very busy. If it's not for the ruins and bullet holes that tell the snow field brigade the danger of the city, otherwise it really can't see where there is danger.
"Prosperity, decline, suffering, sin, wealth, poverty You can see both extremes here. " Xia Jinyuan drove to the door of a relatively good hotel. The cold voice was full of peace to the war, "this is the war country, Bluebird, have a good look."
At last, he reminded Ye Jian not to take what he had seen in China to a country full of danger everywhere, which is likely to have a gun fight at any time.
Otherwise, your fate will be miserable.
With all her hands on the door lock, Ye Jian, who was about to get off, sat back in the passenger seat and said solemnly to Xia Jinyuan, "I understand!"
In a war-torn country, one lives for desire and fights for desire. If one's desire prevails, one's power will be greater. The greater the power is, the more intolerable they will be. There will be a lot of wars and they will not die or repair.
Xia Jinyuan looked at her for a long time, and there was no other impurity in her eyes, so she opened her ears and ordered her to go down. "I'll go to the hotel with Ye Jian first, and book the room. Five of you will get off the bus and move around to find out the situation around you. Remember to take the pistol and contact at any time."
Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
"Don't look." A cold and steady voice came from his ear. It was Xia Jinyuan who was driving. "There are many civil wars in massao, and children are common on the road. All the way through, you will not see one or two, maybe you will see countless. " Ye Jian said "well" in a low voice, indicating that she knew. "You will face more tragic scenes in the future. When you go abroad, especially in the war-torn country, even a three-year-old can't believe it, understand?" The driving Xia Jinyuan glanced at her with sharp and fierce eyes. The dazzling sunlight outside reflected into his pupils. Ye Jian looked slightly at his side and saw the colder color in his eyes than the sunlight. "Remember, kindness does not exist at any time. Kindness can only appear at the right time." The z7 sitting in the back is in contact with China. Hearing this sentence, he said in a solemn voice, "King Q said a lot. I once wanted to see a three-year-old boy with suicide explosives running into a refugee camp. He told the people who took him in that he was hungry and needed delicious food." As a result, those who took him in, and those closest to him, became the first to die in a suicide bombing. It's not the child's fault. Naive, they don't know what to use. The child is really hungry, but they don't know that they carry a powerful explosive. But the crazy crime made use of their innocence, their youth and ignorance, and finally became a seemingly harmless mobile weapon. After nearly two hours of Mercedes Benz, Xia Jinyuan finally came to the center of Mogadishu. The streets are full of people with guns and bullets. At a glance, there are ruins on both sides of the road. It is difficult to see the houses and buildings intact. The bullet holes like raindrops on the walls seem to show the wounds brought by the war to passers-by. Even the snow area team members who often perform tasks outside are greatly touched when they see this situation. If a country's government does nothing, then the final victims will only be the working people living at the bottom, and the working people at the bottom are living in the hot water, then this country has no value and significance! During the day, the city looks shabby, but people come and go, it's very busy. If it's not for the ruins and bullet holes that tell the snow field brigade the danger of the city, otherwise it really can't see where there is danger. "Prosperity, decline, suffering, sin, wealth, poverty You can see both extremes here. " Xia Jinyuan drove to the door of a relatively good hotel. The cold voice was full of peace to the war, "this is the war country, Bluebird, have a good look." At last, he reminded Ye Jian not to take what he had seen in China to a country full of danger everywhere, which is likely to have a gun fight at any time. Otherwise, your fate will be miserable. With all her hands on the door lock, Ye Jian, who was about to get off, sat back in the passenger seat and said solemnly to Xia Jinyuan, "I understand!" In a war-torn country, one lives for desire and fights for desire. If one's desire prevails, one's power will be greater. The greater the power is, the more intolerable they will be. There will be a lot of wars and they will not die or repair. Xia Jinyuan looked at her for a long time, and there was no other impurity in her eyes, so she opened her ears and ordered her to go down. "I'll go to the hotel with Ye Jian first, and book the room. Five of you will get off the bus and move around to find out the situation around you. Remember to take the pistol and contact at any time." Recommend the new book of Laoshi, the great God of the city:
