Chapter 47 The past of Michelin
Chapter 47
If Mi Qilin's identity is really exposed, it will be a sweet potato for both the Taliban and Al Qaeda. The two organizations have nearly a thousand armed men in Farah. No matter how powerful they are, if they want to get rid of thousands of people,
Escape from pursuit is definitely not a simple matter.
Furthermore, once there is a firefight with these people, the original meeting point will no longer be safe. Leaving Afghanistan before they can react is the right choice.
Xiao Yang took out his phone, dialed a number, said a few words on the phone, and quickly hung up.
"Okay, let's go to Boler and replenish fuel there."
After saying that, he made another call to Mi Qilin in the car behind.
"Okay, then go directly to Iran, but Hadi said that the oil in our car can't run that far."
"It doesn't matter. I still have spare oil here. Run a little further first and I'll give you half of it later."
After the phone call, Xiao Yang asked Hadi to lead the way, and the two vehicles ran wildly in the desert. They stopped after more than an hour without seeing any pursuers behind them.
This was the first time for Xiao Yang and others to see Mi Qilin in person. When a thin young man about the same age as them jumped out of Hardy's car and smiled at them, they looked at each other.
This image was so beyond their expectation that it completely overturned the impression of the name Mi Qilin in their minds.
He is not tall, his face looks a little pale in the dark night, his eyes are not big, his smile looks a bit mean, his eyes are not very honest, he looks around everywhere, if you want to use one word to describe several people,
That's obscene.
Is this the most mysterious intelligence dealer in the underground world?
Several people felt that they had rescued the wrong person.
"Hi. Thank you so much, brothers. If it weren't for you, I would have been in bad luck this time." Mi Qilin waved to a few people.
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No matter how vulgar it seemed, Xiao Yang ignored it and turned to the Hardy family who were gathering together to talk, "Hardy, can you contact Farah and inquire about the situation."
Hardy saw that his son and wife were fine except for being slightly frightened. He quickly thanked Xiao Yang and then took out his phone to inquire with his acquaintances.
"Fourth, put gas in Hardy's car."
"Second brother, contact Matt and ask him to wait for us in Zahedan."
"Okay." "Understood."
"Brother, Brother Xiao, I really want to thank you this time." Seeing Xiao Yang and the others ignoring him, Mi Qilin didn't care and ran to Xiao Yang and said with a smile.
Xiao Yang looked at Mi Qilin and couldn't understand how such a wretched pretty boy could be a man of great influence.
He said angrily: "You're welcome, just give me 10 million US dollars when the time comes."
"Boss, are you serious?" After hearing the $10 million, Mi Qilin immediately burst into tears. With that expression, people who didn't know better thought his ancestral grave had been dug up.
Xiao Yang's eyes widened, "We agreed to 10 million, but you want to cheat? It's okay if you don't give it. Just wait here..."
"Don't..."
Hadi quickly contacted his friends in Farah, chatted for a few words, and immediately ran to Xiao Yang, "We have to leave quickly. People from the base and the Taliban have sent people out." As he said that, he looked at Mi
Qilin glanced at him and said, "I heard that your friend's identity is very important, and both organizations want to contact the people behind him."
"Is the information accurate?" Xiao Yang glanced at Mi Qilin and asked Hadi seriously.
Hadi nodded, "There must be no problem with the source. My friend is a member of Al Qaeda."
After receiving the confirmation, Xiao Yang realized that Mi Qilin's true identity had not been exposed, but that he might have regarded him as a member of the intelligence organization Mi Qilin, without knowing that he himself was Mi Qilin.
He glanced at Mi Qilin and said, "You take our car." Then he asked Hadi's wife, son, and little Ivan to get into Hadi's car and set off again.
Farah is less than 150 kilometers away from Bolle. Within an hour, a group of people arrived at the border with Iran. With the phone call from before, as soon as they entered the border checkpoint, a lieutenant colonel wearing the uniform of the Revolutionary Guards was there.
Waiting there.
"Larry, it's nice to see you again."
Xiao Yang jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand towards the lieutenant colonel.
Larry smiled and shook hands with Xiao Yang, then punched Xiao Yang in the chest, "I didn't expect to see you again. I thought you were missing."
Rushing to get Heidan, Xiao Yang didn't talk to him much. After saying a few words, he pointed at the people in the car behind him and said, "Are these people okay?"
Larry waved to the back, and soldiers immediately refueled Xiao Yang's car, "What's the problem? We're just a few friends, let's get through it."
It was still so interesting. Xiao Yang patted Larry on the shoulder, took out a stack of U.S. dollars from the pocket of his tactical uniform and handed it to him, "It's just an excuse. I promise I won't get you into trouble."
Seeing Xiao Yang's actions, Larry's expression condensed and he was a little angry. He stretched out his hand to block it, "We are friends, we don't need this."
Xiao Yang forced the money into his hand and said with a smile: "We are friends. We really don't need this to prove our friendship. This is just what I gave to Buddy to say hello to him for me."
Buddy is Larry's son. Xiao Yang arranged for him to study in the United States three years ago. If there are no accidents, he should still be studying in the United States now.
Sure enough, after hearing what Xiao Yang said, Larry stopped refusing and put the money into his pocket with a smile: "When Buddy came back last year, he mentioned you. When I contact him, I will definitely convey your greetings.
"
Looking at him like this, Buddy must be doing well over there. Xiao Yang said nothing more and watched the soldiers fill up their cars with gas before preparing to leave.
The road from Bolle to Zahedan was better than before. In less than two hours, the group arrived at Zahedan Airport.
He drove the car directly into the cargo hold of the plane, and Matt, who had already applied for a route, immediately applied for takeoff.
"Okay, now tell me what's going on?" The plane took off, and Xiao Yang had time to ask Mi Qilin.
When talking about his own affairs, Mi Qilin finally looked less vulgar and said with a deep expression, "Actually, there is nothing to say. I killed someone for a woman, so I had no choice but to run away..."
After listening to what he said, Xiao Yang and others didn't know what to say. Should they call him bloody? Or stupid?
Mi Qilin was his real name. He was originally an orphan, but was later adopted by an old man. He went through elementary school, middle school, and it wasn't until he was about to graduate from college that he learned that the person who adopted him was the leader of an underground world intelligence organization who was hiding behind the scenes.
Under the influence of the old man, this guy chose to become a cyber policeman after graduation, and then used this identity and his hacker knowledge to enter the underground world and become an intelligence dealer.
Two years after he entered this industry, the old man passed away due to illness, so he simply took over the intelligence organization controlled by the old man. In the following years, with his efforts, the organization rapidly grew in his hands and became the underground world.
The most mysterious intelligence organization in the world.
The man who controls everything in the underground world is actually an ordinary person. Last year, he fell in love with a woman. If there were no accidents, he would marry this woman, have children, and grow old together, even if he hasn't got that woman yet.
A woman's affirmation.
Surprisingly, just a month ago, this girl was hit by a drunken luxury car on her way to work, and eventually died of her injuries. The driver who caused the accident was a rich second generation, relying on the wealth and power of his family.
, I gave a symbolic amount of 100,000 yuan to the girl’s family.
Mi Qilin, who knew the news, was naturally furious and wanted this guy to get the legal sanctions he deserved. However, the truth is so cruel. He who can make waves in the underground world is just a small Internet policeman in reality.
Naturally, he is no match for the other party.
Therefore, the final result was that he stole a gun from the police station, and then killed the rich second generation when the other party was out, and then fled to Vietnam, then to India, Pakistan, and finally to Afghanistan.
Chapter completed!