Ye Jian was a little moved, but she didn't trust Kundan very much, but she didn't mind listening to what he arranged first.

Then she asked politely, "Can you tell me about Mr. Kundan's arrangements now?" Then, she went back to discuss with her comrades to see if it was feasible.

Kundan is so skillful that Ye Jian’s concerns are naturally seen.

He didn't feel much in his heart, but he just felt that the girl's eyes, especially when her eyes were fierce, were like a daughter begging her to take her out for fun, but she was not satisfied. Her watery eyes were so angry that she looked like a burning star.

Just like the Chinese girl in front of her, it is bright, flickering, and looks particularly beautiful.

Kundan, who had deep memories in his eyes, did not compare as much as Ye Jian's memory. His vivid and beautiful eyes made him reluctant to remember.

If his daughter still lived, she would be almost twenty years old.

"Map, motorcycle... leave and walk here, it will be safe." He took out a waterproof map from a black plastic bag, and marked many route marks with a red pen. This is the map that Kundan often uses and the route of arms traveling here.

Ye Jian, who knew why Kundan helped, saw this map, his pupils shrank slightly, Kundan... An arms dealer, j5 had only a transaction relationship with him, why did he risk helping them?

You know, he is a Linguo, and they are the Chinese people who want to be eliminated by the Linguo New Policy!

Ye Jian accepted his help a little uneasy and was very uneasy.

Kundan just looked at Ye Jian's eyes. As for what she was thinking, it was not within his consideration. He never thought that he would do this, which was equivalent to being in opposition to the new policy.

Ye Jian didn't understand, but Kundan understood in his heart why he wanted to help these Chinese people. He understood in his heart.

"Four checkpoints in the city, you, from here..." The finger covered in black oily dirt pointed to the map, and pointed it right away, then immediately looked up at Ye Jian's eyes without a moment, "The mountain, smuggling, the drug transaction line is much safer than other places."

"You... ride a motorcycle and rush out." He pointed out a secret path to Ye Jian, all of which were drugs and arms traded, and finally told Ye Jian where to go to China.

Ye Jian felt that the map in her hand was a little heavy. She pursed her lips and said lightly: "Thank you."

"No thanks, my daughter... look..." Kundan took out a photo from his pocket. His hands were dirty and the cracks in his fingers were covered in greasy, but the photos in his pocket were clean, just like new.

In fact, this is a photo from ten years ago, and the year, month and day in the lower right corner of the photo are very clear.

Ye Jian looked at the little girl in the photo, looking like she was eleven or twelve years old, with a ponytail, holding a big marshmallow in her hand, and showed an innocent and sweet smile at the camera.

"Your eyes are very similar, my daughter is very similar. Seeing your eyes clear, I finally want to see what my daughter's eyes look like."

Speaking Chinese in a fluent Chinese style, Han met a strange accent, but it did not affect Ye Jian's ability to hear the sadness from it. An arms dealer flashed in her eyes in front of her.

Only then did Ye Jian understand why he always looked at his eyes.

It turned out that everything was because he thought her eyes were like the little girl in the photo.
Chapter completed!