How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

"Mr. Ye! Mr. Shura, I...little Bazaka and I can only send you here!"

At a certain street intersection, after meeting her comrades who came to meet her, the female soldier Reza stopped.

"here?"

Ye Cheng didn't respond yet, so Lao Mo was stunned and quite reluctant to give up.

Depend on!

Girl Reza, I'm a licking dog and I haven't shown my strength yet. Are we going to break up now?

Who knows, will you still be alive when I see you again?

Reza showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Two gentlemen! I...my status is limited and I cannot yet see Prophet Ahmed."

"They will take you there next, so it's time for me to leave!"

Only then did Lao Mo realize that the other party was not at a high level.

Although he did not know what status Ahmed was among the Canaanites.

But since the word prophet is used, it must be ridiculously high.

Moreover, this kind of armed team is generally highly hierarchical and disciplined.

If you are not qualified to see me, you are not qualified to see me. There is nothing to question.

Any individual can see the decision-makers.

A round of missiles came down, and it was still a joke.

Lao Mo chuckled.

"Sister! Then... that's okay, just leave your contact information! Is there any WeChat QQ or something?"

Reza looked at the other party in confusion.

"Old Mo, if you, mother-in-law, embarrass me again, go back to the Dragon Kingdom!"

"boarding!"

Ye Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled Lao Mo onto another off-road vehicle.

As the car sped away.

Reza looked at their retreating figures with a complicated expression.

"Sister Reza! What...what happened to you?"

Little Bazaka felt something strange about the people around him and asked in confusion.

Reza shook his head, "No...it's okay!"

"Then, can we see Mr. Ye and Mr. Shura again?"

"Maybe so!"

Reza's face became more and more embarrassed. Seeing that the car had completely disappeared, he took little Bazaka's hand and turned around to leave.

……

Ye Cheng got into the car here, and the Canaan man who was in charge of the reception quickly drove away.

The car continued to drive around the city, evading Mossad's pursuit.

The person in the car took two black hoods and looked embarrassed.

"Uh...Mr. Ye! And this gentleman, for the sake of safety, could you please put on a hood?"

Ye Cheng laughed twice, then said nothing.

Lao Mo on the side took the hood directly and threw it out through the car window.

"no!"

Crowd: ...

There is no way, since people don't want to wear it, they can't force it.

After all, he came thousands of miles away to help Canaan.

Don’t you trust this?

If people turn around and leave, everyone will be completely dumbfounded.

After the car drove around the city three times and changed trains twice.

Ye Cheng finally couldn't help but said.

"Brother! Just ask, there is nothing else!"

"The whole of Canaan is just a big place. What's the point of hanging around for so long?"

Not to mention Canaan, it is the entire Jewish territory, which is only the size of a province in the Dragon Kingdom.

As for Canaan, it is even smaller than most counties in the Dragon Kingdom.

I wandered around and around, but never got very far.

This is not nonsense.

The driver said awkwardly: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"We are subject to dozens of long-range bombings every day, and Mr. Ahmed is Mosad's number one beheading target."

"It's absolutely impossible not to be cautious. Please forgive me! It's coming soon..."

Ye Cheng looked at the frightened expressions of the people in the car and said nothing.

If Ahmed was not important, Mosad would not send a small team to investigate.

When life is not protected in any way.

Who do you have to complain that it's too much trouble?

In particular, there were constant rumbling explosions in my ears.

Black spots appear in the sky from time to time and roar down.

Every time it lands, a large number of fresh lives will be taken away.

Purgatory on earth is well-deserved.

Finally, half an hour later, the car that had changed three times finally stopped at...

The place where everyone got on the bus for the first time was 2 blocks away!

If you hike, it only takes about 10 minutes.

Ye Cheng and Lao Mo were no longer too lazy to complain and followed the crowd down.

This should be a hospital, and there is a huge crowd at the entrance.

A large number of Canaanites injured after being bombed arrived and lined up at the door waiting for treatment.

There are too many people injured and medical resources are very limited.

Every time someone dies in the hospital, someone from outside will be allowed in for treatment.

As Ye Cheng walked along, he heard the screams and cries in his ears, and looked at the broken limbs in front of him, his face extremely ugly.

"Huh... Brother Cheng, this is much better! At least there is some international humanitarian aid."

"Since the unrest began, the Jews have cut off fresh water, electricity, internet, and all living supplies."

"Without assistance, everyone would have died long ago."

Lao Mo walked beside Ye Cheng and said softly.

Even a cold-blooded person like him frowned.

Ye Cheng stopped talking, nodded and walked towards the hospital.

Since Ahmed was injured after falling into the sea, there is nothing wrong with receiving treatment secretly here.

But before he could walk through the door, he was stopped by a short figure.

"Sir! Kind sir, can...can you buy a pack of cigarettes?"

A little boy about ten years old stopped Ye Cheng.

He asked timidly, holding a pack of wrinkled cigarettes in his hand.

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the other party's disgraced look, and laughed.

I still don’t know which ruin this kid picked up the cigarette from and came here to try his luck.

"I don't smoke, sorry."

"Oh……"

The other party was rejected again, and walked out extremely disappointed, planning to ask the next person.

"Hey, wait! Wait!"

Lao Mo's eyes lit up.

He is a long-time smoker and is feeling uncomfortable. How can he let the other person go?

"Kid! How much is it?"

The child was delighted when he heard this and turned around in a hurry.

"Sir! Only NIS 20! I want to buy a bag of bread, my father and I haven't eaten in three days!"

Hearing this, Lao Mo chuckled and took out a 50 note from his arms.

"Here, I'll reward you! Buy two bags and buy some for your mother too! Eat!"

He smiled and took the cigarette from the other person's hand, opened it and started smoking.

The little boy looked happy when he saw that he could get 50 NIS.

But after hearing the other party's words, his expression quickly dimmed.

"Sir, my mother is dead! My sister is dead too! Only my father and I are left."

The child pointed to a middle-aged man sitting on the ground not far away.

The other party was looking here blankly.

Next to the middle-aged man, two corpses were lying, covered with white cloth.

Apparently, he no longer had the strength to bury his loved ones.

"Forehead……"

Lao Mo wanted to slap himself twice.

Why am I talking so much when I have nothing to do?

The little boy didn't take it seriously and put on a smile again.

"Sir, I'll pick it up again... No, I'll look for cigarettes again. If I find them, can I sell them to you later?"

Lao Mo nodded in agreement.

But just when the other party was so excited that he was about to run away.

Ye Cheng finally sighed.

"Kid! Although I don't smoke, can you help me find some gum, snacks or something? Anything!"

Ye Cheng took out several hundred-yuan denominations of new shekels and squatted down.

"Take this money and find someone to bury your mother and your sister! Stop guarding them!"

The little boy was stunned, as he didn't understand the kindness of this man from the Dragon Kingdom.

His eyes instantly turned red and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Thank you, thank you, sir!"

Ye Cheng smiled and stopped talking. He handed the money to the child and turned around to leave.

"Hey! Brother Cheng, I can't help you!"

Seeing Lao Mo enter the hospital, he threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and sighed.

"I can help anyone I can. Death is the most important thing!"

Ye Cheng stopped talking and walked deep into the hospital under the guidance of others.

Finally, 10 minutes later.

In the third-floor basement of the hospital, he met his only helper, Ahmed.

"Mr. Ye! You...you are finally here!"

Ahmed came excitedly with the support of his men.