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"Dear passengers, you are about to arrive in Kabul, Afghanistan. Thank you for flying Emirates Airlines..."

The flight attendant's announcement with a slight Eastern European accent sounded in the cabin. Zhang Ming stretched himself and looked down at this ill-fated country through the cabin window.

The coexistence of prosperity and ruin is the simplest description.

The apparent order and the chaos hidden behind the order keep the people of this country on alert all the time. Even children dare not play casually, staring at every stranger with their big eyes.

Here, outsiders and locals can be distinguished at a glance, especially Asians like Zhang Ming.

"Zhang! Here!"

As soon as Zhang Ming left the airport, he saw a dark-skinned man shaking a sign with the word "Zhang Ming" written in crooked Chinese.

"Hello, Zhang, I am Abdulkholikov, who is in charge of the tour guide." The dark-skinned man greeted enthusiastically.

"Abu...I'm sorry, can you tell me again?"

"Just call me Abu." Abu showed a hearty smile, "Let's go, the car is outside."

In the corner of the parking lot, Abu took Zhang Ming into a dusty, unremarkable jeep.After getting in the car, Abu smiled mysteriously at Zhang Ming and turned the car key.

The old and dilapidated jeep suddenly roared like a beast.

Abu took out a map and drew a thin line with his finger: "We will leave Kabul next, pass through Lugar, Paktia, and finally arrive at the small town on the outskirts of Khost. I will Waiting for you to come back. We will leave the city many times during this journey. Once we leave the city and come to the deserted wilderness, driving a good car is not a smart decision, so I spent a day dressing it up .”

Having a mature guide is so reassuring, Zhang Ming gave a thumbs up.

Before Zhang Ming traveled through time, he was just an ordinary college student and had never traveled domestically a few times. Without Abu, God knows how many difficulties he would have faced before meeting Tony Stark.

Just like what is written in the novel, how many fledgling young heroes did not die in the hands of murderous villains, but were drugged with Mongolian sweat medicine in the inn and chopped into minced meat.

Sitting in the passenger seat, the scenery outside the window changes rapidly.

From the bustling city to the deserted desert, after leaving the city, the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. When I came back to my senses, the afterglow of the sunset had long disappeared.

On the land shrouded in darkness, only an old Jeep still had its lights on, driving on the bumpy road.

"Are you a local?" Zhang Ming asked.

There was exotic music playing in the car. Zhang Ming couldn't understand what was being sung, but the melody was very beautiful.

Abu lowered his voice slightly and said, "Half. I was born in Pakistan. I came here when I was 15 years old. I am 31 years old this year, so I am half a local."

"Why are you here?"

"Of course it's for this."

Abu made a "money" gesture, "I also know that this place is dangerous, but there are relatively many ways to make money. Here, as long as you can speak English and be smarter, you can always make money. I need money, I My parents, wife and daughter all need money."

Zhang Minggang was about to speak when the high beam suddenly illuminated something!

It was a steel wire rope, wrapped around wooden piles on both sides of the road, standing horizontally on the road. Abu stepped on the brakes hard, but it was too late, and the front of the car hit the steel wire rope directly.

Two wooden piles were uprooted by the impact, triggering the mechanism below, and sharp alarms sounded on both sides of the road!

At the same time, the car body shook violently and he lost control. No matter how much Abu turned the steering wheel, it was useless. He slid crookedly for dozens of meters before coming to a stop.

Under the impact, Zhang Ming's head was knocked dizzy, and then he heard wanton shouting and laughter around him. Three cars were driving over, two blocking the front and one behind.The car door opened, and seven or eight men with their faces covered came out with guns in their hands, shouting words that Zhang Ming couldn't understand.

A man came over and knocked on the car window hard, and said in extremely non-standard English: "Get out of the car."

When Zhang Minggang was about to take out his gun, Abu stopped him and whispered: "Don't be impulsive. They only want money and will not kill people easily. Just give them the money."

The two people got out of the car, and one of them came over to touch Zhang Ming's body. After being pushed away by Zhang Ming, he immediately picked up his gun.

Abu on the side explained loudly, and the two talked for a long time in words that Zhang Ming couldn't understand. Finally, they seemed to reach an agreement. Abu returned to the car, took out a wad of banknotes from under the driver's seat, and handed it to their leader.

The leader counted the amount, and his men climbed into the jeep, rummaged through their luggage, and after making sure there were only supplies such as gasoline, clothes, and food, they nodded to the leader.

Zhang Ming asked softly: "What did you say?"

Abu replied in a low voice: "I told them that you are an international student from China, one registered with the embassy, ​​and you are here to study history. Compared with Americans, they are more reluctant to touch people from China. The embassy is not the type to just talk casually. It doesn’t matter, I will ask my boss to reimburse me for this little money.”

The leader stuffed the banknotes into his bag, smiled, and waved to his men. Just when Zhang Ming thought everything was over, a robber said something in his ear and pointed at Zhang Ming.

The atmosphere became heavy again. The leader touched his chin and raised his gun, followed by several other robbers who also raised their guns.

"What are they going to do!" Zhang Ming asked.

"I don't know. According to the rules, after they take the money, they can't-"

Abu's words were interrupted by gunfire, and the robbers pulled the trigger at the same time!

The dense bullets were fired, directly beating Zhang Ming and the two into a sieve.

"Clip!"

Coming to the gray editing space, Zhang Ming touched his body in shock. Just now he thought he was going to die.The frozen Abu looked horrified, as if he didn't expect the robbers to violate the rules.

"One, two, three..." Zhang Ming counted the number of robbers. Counting the leader, there were seven people in total. Each of them had a rifle in his hand, but he and Abu were unarmed.

"Little TV, any suggestions?"

"The host can exchange coins for skills or use barrage as a means of attack."

"Do I have coins that can be exchanged?" Zhang Ming asked excitedly.

"No, I just said that if the host's current coin count is 0." The small TV floated in the air and said in a clear and annoying voice.

"..."

"What about the barrage? There aren't any?"

The small TV dangled the two small antennas above its head and said, "The host is so smart."

"You rest."

Zhang Ming rolled his eyes. Many capabilities of the Bizhan system were not unlocked. The only thing he could rely on was editing.

Zhang Ming watched the 5-second editing time a dozen times, took a deep breath, and chose a time point.

As soon as the leader of the robbers waved his hand, but before the others could raise their hands, Zhang Ming pushed Abu away and shouted: "Hide." At the same time, with the help of the reaction force, he rolled and rushed in front of one of the robbers. .

The gunfire rang out, Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, his calf was shot through!

Zhang Ming did not dare to stop, so he jumped on a masked robber, pulled out the pistol on his leg, and then started editing.

The reality of him rolling and being shot was deleted. In the eyes of the robbers, Zhang Ming just pushed Abu away, disappeared like a ghost, and then came to their companions and pulled out his pistol——

Three shots in a row!

The bullet penetrated the masked robber's chest, and the spurted blood fell on Zhang Ming's face. It was hot and smelly, and Zhang Ming had a strong sense of vomiting. Before he could digest the guilt of killing, several bullets passed by him. pass by.

Zhang Ming hugged the dead masked robber, used his tall body as a shield, hid behind him, stretched out his pistol from the robber's arm, and shot at the remaining robbers one after another.

Abu took advantage of the chaos to crawl out from under the car, picked up a rifle, and fired at the robbers.

Due to the cheating of editing, the two of them suppressed seven or eight robbers unable to raise their heads. Zhang Ming launched four more edits, as if he had turned into a sharpshooter. Each bullet seemed to have eyes and hit the robbers one after another.

"careful!"

Abu turned the gun, pointed it directly at Zhang Ming's back, pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot out from the muzzle, followed by a scream.

One of the robbers fell down holding his hands, then quickly got up and ran towards the wilderness in fear.

Just now, his last companion was shot and fell. These two people, especially the yellow-skinned guy, were simply cursed monsters. Bullets were afraid of touching his body like demons.

When the escaping robber was knocked down, his hood fell down, revealing a young face that looked less than 15 years old, just like a child.

Zhang Ming pressed down Abu's gun and shook his head.

The young robber disappeared into the night. Perhaps he would inform others and bring more companions to take revenge, but Zhang Ming was not yet able to shoot a minor who gave up resistance.

There was blood everywhere on the ground. Some of the robbers were already dead, while others were waiting for death. In this wilderness, no one could save them.

Zhang Ming walked up to the leader and asked, "Why do you want to kill me?" Abu stood aside and translated for him.

The leader vomited blood and said, "Someone paid 20 yuan for your life and a beautiful knife."

"Who is going to kill me?"

"I don't know, I don't even know that the person they want to kill is you. The order I received is: If there is an Asian man between 18 and 25 years old, about 175cm tall, and tries to go to the direction of Khost, we You can kill them directly. Just give them the video..."

The leader coughed violently, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out. He was about to die, but he kept smiling, grinning widely, and the red blood reflected his white teeth, which was particularly vivid.

"Boy, you are dead. I will wait for you in hell! You are dead..."

The leader's voice gradually decreased. Zhang Ming ignored the dead man and turned to ask Abu: "I will continue to move forward, what should you do? Listen to what he said, the road ahead will be dangerous. If you want to quit, I don't blame you." , there are several of their cars here, you can drive one back."

"I'm not leaving, this is my job."

"you sure?"

Abu shrugged and stretched out his hand, "Of course, I will ask the employer for more money. I hope you don't mind."

Zhang Ming smiled and held his hand and said, "Don't worry, the most important thing they don't need is money."

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