mr diamond

Some people are rational and distressing.

He Xueqing really knows Qin Lang very well.It is impossible for Qin Lang to watch his friend die in front of him.He also knew that no matter what Qin Lang did at that time, there would be danger.If the ending is destined to be like this, then it is better for He Xueqing to bear this danger by himself.At least he still has some chips in hand.

Qin Lang kept recalling the scene just now, slumped in the corner powerlessly, and finally reacted because the mobile phone rang on the ground.

The mobile phone was left by He Xueqing when he left.

After answering the call, "Mr. He, where are you? Please hurry back to the company, or you will really miss the plane!" The background on the other end of the phone was very noisy, and it could be seen that there was panic everywhere.

"Hello, Mr. He?!"

"He was taken away by the local army."

"What, what?! Who are you?!"

Qin Lang's heart was in a mess, and he forcibly suppressed his confused thinking, "How much do you know about the local army?"

"Who are you?! Where is Mr. He?!" The person on the other end of the phone panicked.

"Tell me! How much do you know about the local army?!"

As if shocked by Qin Lang's aura, the man paused for a moment and said, "I heard that Mr. He's grandfather had some friendship with the family of the local army leader. I'm not sure about General Smir's generation. And for safety's sake For the sake of reason, the whereabouts of these leaders are strange, and most of them are not in the military headquarters, so it is very difficult to find them."

Qin Lang thought quickly, "Are there any weapons in the mine now?"

"What? How come we have those dangerous things."

"Don't think I don't know, it's impossible for the local management not to keep a hand for themselves."

The man over there was silent for a while, "It's on the second floor of the basement, the warehouse at the end, the password is 0525. I've told you everything I know, and you must rescue Mr. He."

"I will."

Qin Lang hung up the phone and hurried back to Singer's residence.

"Lang! Where have you been?! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Seeing that Qin Lang was safe and sound, Singer's eyes were red, and he was very excited.

"I am fine."

"What should we do about Mr. He's matter?"

Singer felt deeply guilty about He Xueqing's stepping up to save him and his son Taco.

In fact, he was not the only one who felt remorse.Qin Lang knew that at that time, He Xueqing was trying to protect himself.His impulsiveness and irrationality once again made the other party feel worried.

Qin Lang understands the truth, so he can't make unnecessary sacrifices.He has to be as calm as He Xueqing.Looking at Singer, "First arrange the children and women to go back to your hometown in the outer suburbs, and then go to the mine. On the second floor of the basement, there are weapons in the warehouse at the end, and the password is 0525. See how many men are still there. Bring the weapons you can carry." Bring them all back here."

"Okay." After hearing this, Singer hurriedly replied, "What about you?"

"I'm going to rescue He Xueqing." Qin Lang walked into his room and changed into a neat set of clothes.Thinking of the "don't worry" that He Xueqing said to herself when she was taken away, her heart ached even more.

Singer hurriedly followed, "How can you do it alone. There are so many soldiers stationed there."

While changing clothes, he said, "I have to go to General Smil first. He can save He Xueqing."

"Smil?! That's a dangerous man! You can't take that risk!"

After changing his clothes, Qin Lang dragged out a schoolbag from under the bed, carried it on his shoulder, picked up the helmet on the table and looked at Singer calmly.

He said word by word, "He Xueqing is my lover. I can't let him down again."

Singer looked into those extremely determined eyes in shock.He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally said only one word, "Okay."

"If we don't come back today, you should evacuate quickly. Don't wait for us." After speaking, Qin Lang opened the door with his schoolbag on his back and prepared to leave.

"Lang, you must come back safely with Mr. He!"

Hearing the words behind him, Qin Lang turned around and nodded slightly.Then it disappeared into the corner of the stairs.

Without any delay, Qin Lang got on the motorcycle and put on the helmet.Twist the throttle to the maximum and go all the way.The street scenes on both sides could no longer look like they used to, and pain filled people's hearts.How many human beings will be destroyed and how many families will be torn apart by the coming war.

It wasn't until the smell of blood came out of his mouth that Qin Lang realized that his teeth were closed tightly all the way, biting tighter and tighter, without even noticing the bleeding.

I came to the dilapidated small building again, the so-called trading market.

Qin Lang got out of the car, spit out bloody saliva, and wiped his mouth.

The comings and goings at the door are people leaving in a hurry, ready to "flee".In the chaos, Qin Lang has been looking for a figure.

And this figure was surprisingly easy to find.

When everyone showed fear and left in a hurry.Just in stark contrast is the elderly man sitting at the door.The old man was sitting on a small bench, drooping his head, smoking a cigarette in a leisurely manner.

Qin Lang walked over with his schoolbag on his back.

The old man looked up at the Chinese man in front of him who used to pass cigarettes frequently.Seeing a trace of blood on the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, and the anxious look of the travel-worn man, the old man lifted himself up, took a stacked small bench and placed it next to him, motioning for Qin Lang to sit down.

Although he was so anxious that he was about to collapse, he sat obediently beside the old man.

The old man handed over a cigarette, and Qin Lang took it and lit it.

"I need to know where General Smil is."

The old man flicked the cigarette ash, "Is it a reason to go?"

"Yes."

"Ah."

The scene was a bit unbelievable.The background is a noisy crowd with luggage preparing to flee, and two people in the corner are actually sitting on a small bench smoking a stuffy cigarette.

Qin Lang unzipped his backpack and put it in front of the old man. The piles of US dollars inside were all the savings that Qin Lang had slowly accumulated over the past year.

"I only have these." Qin Lang said lightly.

The old man smiled, "Boy, you made a good year this year. Just wait for me." He got up and walked into the small building with his back bent.Qin Lang didn't know that the old man guarding the gate was actually the owner of this small building after staying in Suter for half a year.There is a lot of way in the underground, and you can always get first-hand information that others can't get.

After a while, the old man walked over slowly, holding a small crumpled note in his hand, and handing it to Qin Lang.

Glancing at the address above, Qin Lang looked at the old man gratefully.

The old man smiled, and took only a stack from his backpack, "I hope the rest can save your life."

"Thank you."

"Let's go. I don't know if I can get there for three hours."

Qin Lang held the note tightly, bowed to the old man, put on his schoolbag, got on his motorcycle and left in a hurry.

The old man looked at the back of Qin Lang leaving, looked at the panicked crowd in front of him, and then slowly turned his head to look at the once bustling diamond market.What should happen will always happen, and no one can stop it.