This time, Cheng Keer accelerated his running without thinking!

If you don’t hurry up, if the bomb explodes, how many casualties will be!

"Lao Long, what do you think that girl is going to do?" Mo Yunting looked at the man sitting next to him with expectant expression.

Long Aochen.

Long Aochen, who had no expression on his handsome face, and even had his eyelids raised, did not intend to answer Mo Yunting's words.

Mo Yunting smiled. This ten-year-old iceberg is rare to have a golden mouth. Things are so interesting that he continues to appreciate them slowly.

The problem is that the bomber who came over... Seeing Long Aochen calm and composed, how could he have expected it?

When discussing business with Long Aochen, he wouldn't even move his eyelids without a dozen digits. But as long as Long Aochen can see it, the business will definitely be a huge profit.

Cheng Keer had already explained to the police uncles what she saw in English. Fortunately, the police uncles still understood English and became alert all of a sudden.

The people following Cheng Keer thought she had called the police, so they winked at each other and gradually retreated.

As the police were preparing for the next move, they could only hear a "bang" gunshot from the crowd-

The situation in the east was often unstable. When the gunshot was heard, the people on the street were immediately in chaos. They rushed to find a place to hide, and even some were directly stuck on the ground.

Cheng Keer clearly saw that the man who was wearing a bomb just now had a gun on his head and fell softly to the ground.

In this way, the threat should be lifted.

"Wow, a headshot is shot, Lao Long, is it yours?" Mo Yunting clapped his hands, took out a horse "Louis XIII" from the box filled with ice, and started drinking with a "snap": "Beautiful job, Lao Long, come and have a drink."

"The first one comes, who can guarantee that the second one will not come? Yunting, take the wine back."

Mo Yunting's action of pouring wine was frozen in the air. He knew very well that this trip to Syria was not a joke, but could be said that his life was in danger at any time.

But he was not worried because he came with Long Aochen.

When he first met Long Aochen, this man was so crazy that he didn't even want his life. As long as he had money, he would dare to go to any dragon's and tiger's den. But he couldn't die every time.

He is a man who can't even take away the god of death.

Unless Long Aochen wants to die himself.

He really admires it.

In Long Aochen's body, he also has luck and strategy.

He wants to plot against others, and no one can escape in this world!

Mo Yunting shrugged and put Louis XIII down. Alas, it's a pity that this wine is.

That would cost tens of thousands of people!

At this time, Long Aochen's cell phone rang. Long Aochen listened for a while and hung up the phone: "That person won't come, go back to the hotel first."

Mo Yunting's mouth opened into the shape of a ‘o’!

There is a saying in the business world: I would rather offend Emperor Yan than offend "Emperor Minister". This "Emperor Minister" refers to Long Aochen.

A person who makes you never want him to be your enemy for the rest of your life!

God, dare you to please Long Aochen’s “appointment”?

That person really doesn't want to live anymore!

Rolls-Royce slowly left, and the streets were in chaos as if they had nothing to do with it.

Seeing that the people behind him did not chase after him, Cheng Keer breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to think of some way to return to China, the back of her head suddenly hurt and her eyes turned black.

At the moment she lost consciousness, she saw several men with faces standing behind her...

I don’t know how long I was in a coma, but when Cheng Keer woke up, the other end was still in pain.

She was knocked out!

What lingers in the nose is a stinking smell of something rotting, which stimulates Cheng Keer's nerves. Her consciousness is almost gathering, and she opens her eyes.

What caught my eye was a dim area, with walls on all sides. Where is this?

Some people came from outside, speaking the local Arabic language. Cheng Keer looked out the door and his face was pale!

Oh my god, this is a prison cell!

She was locked in a cell.

Wait, it turns out that she informed the police of the terrifying attacker?

Cheng Keer struggled to stand up, ran to the door, and grabbed the iron pillar in the cell with both hands and looked out.

Several Arab militants with live ammunition stood outside the cell, and some were patrolling.

It seems that she has entered the thief's nest!

At this moment, Cheng Keer was heartbroken!

They were all caught here, and the chances of getting out alive... that was quite slim.

She couldn't help but think of a militant taking hostages and then bargaining with a certain great powerhouse.

Isn’t this happening only on TV?!

Cheng Keer leaned weakly against the wall and fell to the ground.

She is completely out of touch with her relatives at this moment, who will save her?

She felt sad and couldn't help but hold the necklace and pendant.

A necklace pendant is an object similar to a key, and there are three numbers on the surface: 1o3.

In order not to let the numbers be worn away, grandma made crystals outside the pendant. This pendant has a special sense of intimacy for Cheng Keer. Whenever she is confused and helpless, holding it, she will feel like her relatives are guarding her.

At this moment, Cheng Keer's eyes touched a corner in the dungeon, which seemed to be curling up...

The black shadow was very small and motionless. Cheng Keer mentioned in her heart that it could be a corpse, right?

Cheng Keer hesitated for a while, thinking about whether to go over and take a look. But then she thought, what else could be worse now?

She slowly approached the little black shadow and suddenly realized that this was a little boy!

A little white boy about seven to eight years old!

Suddenly, Cheng Keer's fearful feeling was wiped out, and she quickly walked and shook the little boy: "Hey, wake up."

The little boy did not answer her, his eyes opened slightly, looked at her without any chance and then closed it.

Cheng Keer frowned and reached out to touch his forehead.

Burning!

The temperature on the boy's forehead is hot. If there is no rescue, the situation will be quite dangerous!

Cheng Ke'er looked around and found a bowl of water and some dusty bread behind the door. She remembered that when she came out, she brought some anti-inflammatory and cold medicines. She quickly took the water over and held the little boy in her arms.

"Little kid, I don't know what your name is, but you've heard that you're having a fever now. I want to feed you some antipyretics. Can you open your mouth?" Cheng Keer said in Ying, and wet the little boy's lips with water.

The little boy had no consciousness, and the disease almost exhausted all his strength. In the end, he forced his mouth to open.

Cheng Keer quickly fed him water and fed him medicine. Then he took the bread over, tore the dirty part open, soaked the bread with water, and slowly, carefully feeding the little boy.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and several militants walked in and pointed their guns at her.

Cheng Keer was shocked. It wasn't that the gun was executed now, right?

God, although her life is not perfect, she doesn't want to die yet!

"Please don't do it..."

"boom-!!"

Halfway through Cheng Ke'er's begging, a huge explosion suddenly came, and she felt the whole space shaking a few times.

The militants were talking nonsense. After a while, one of them shouted at Cheng Keer: "Take that boy and follow us!"

Cheng Keer nodded and quickly carried the boy on his back.

She knew that she could not resist at this critical moment, otherwise she would be hit by a bullet to form a sieve.

Several militants "protected" her quickly evacuated. The sound of bullets, explosions and wails came from her side. Cheng Ke'er only took care of her head and walked.

She knew that after a moment of hesitation, she would not become a sieve, but a meat sauce.

Suddenly, someone shouted, and everyone didn't have time to react. A hand, grenade, bomb exploded not far from Cheng Keer!

With a "boom", Cheng Keer instinctively protected the little boy in his arms and watched a big guy fly towards him...

The explosion had too much impact, and she was "hit" hard to hit the wall, and her consciousness suddenly became muddy.

With all his last efforts, Cheng Keer opened his eyes and saw a man walking in the raging fire, carrying a domineering spirit of domineering the world.

It even gives people the illusion that this man can provoke a fight in the whole world with just a flip...

Cheng Keer's eyes gradually darkened, and at the moment when she lost consciousness, a thought flashed through her mind—

Is it Satan here?

"Don't come over, don't come over... don't kill me!"
To be continued...