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71. Terrorist

However, things are not that simple.

Ji Feng and the small guard were blindfolded as soon as they entered the mosque.

He felt that someone was guiding him in front of him, and those people seemed afraid to touch him with their hands, instead they took a piece of cloth that felt good to hold him in front of him, and his super keen five senses told him that the other party had already led him. Arriving in a confined space—it can't be said to be closed, he can feel the flow of air in it, and even the contrast of humidity can be clearly perceived... Here, it is a cave.

Maybe authentic.

Because this road is very long, Monsoon can feel the direction of the air flow, and can also feel any sound here, including the slightly potholed land he walked on under his feet. The bottom is not sandy, but it is still sandy, maybe It was the wetness that changed the sand into what he called stepping on—soft and sinkable.

Ji Feng took a deep breath, through which he could clearly remember the smell here.

Obviously, this is by no means a friendly invitation, but he calculated it in his head and prepared accordingly for his own safety. As for that skinny guard... the reason why he kept him was precisely because he A person who is capable enough to protect himself.

Sometimes ability has little to do with body size.

Ji Feng clenched the cloth in his hand, and occasionally asked the guards if they were safe.

The guard answered cautiously.He knew that if there was anything wrong with his answer, he would be shot in the head... He didn't encounter many such situations, but... He heard a lot.If he hadn't figured out that this wasn't an invitation from the local residents at all, then his role as chief security guard would be in vain.

In fact, this little man is the captain of Mr. Zhou's guard.

He looks less than 1.7 meters tall, thin and small, and there are some wrinkles on his face left by years of wind and frost. His dark skin and those wrinkles make him look like he has just been dug out with dirt The black potatoes he bought are like refined, inconspicuous, which is his only point of view.

But in fact, no one dared to eliminate him in the general's compound in the imperial capital.

It was as if he had never underestimated Monsoon.

When he was sent to protect Ji Feng, the captain of the guard was quite unhappy, especially when the old man said that Ji Feng was his granddaughter-in-law, the captain of the guard was about to go on strike.

But who knows, when he saw the monsoon, he changed his mind.

It's not because of how good-looking Ji Feng is, nor is it because Ji Feng is still pregnant as a man, and it's not because Ji Feng actually "chases a husband for thousands of miles", but Ji Feng is definitely a person who can be regarded as an opponent. Playing with Zhou Weilian, I thought it was quite fun. Now that Ji Feng is coming again, of course he has to ensure Ji Feng's safety. After the child comes out, he will have two sparring partners who can spar with him!

However, no one can grasp the thoughts of the captain of the guard at present.He still used his nickname "Potato" to laugh at Ji Feng, trying to convey some information to Ji Feng, and by the way let the so-called place with a gun pointing at them relax his vigilance.

After walking for 10 minutes, finally, when Ji Feng felt the smell of gunpowder in the air, the face covering was taken off his face.

In front of him was a middle-aged man in a traditional robe, with a neatly trimmed beard and a scrutinizing smile on his face.He stood on the steps, looking down at Ji Feng, his eyes were full of uncomfortable things.

Tu Tuo leaned close to Ji Feng, but someone stretched out his hand and pulled Tu Tuo out. Immediately afterwards, a gun was pointed at Tu Tuo's forehead.

"I'm very sorry," the middle-aged man's smile continued, "I'm really sorry for inviting you here."

The man spoke English very well, at least beyond the average local English-speaking people, which aroused Tudou's vigilance, but he didn't show it, just stood there impatiently, waiting for an opportunity.

Ji Feng looked at this man, but didn't speak.He knew that at this time, whatever he said would be at a disadvantage, so he didn't plan to say anything at all, unless the man finished speaking by himself and showed his hole cards, then he could say something based on what he said.

The man was still smiling.But Ji Feng could tell that this person expressed a little bit of anger at him for not taking the bait, but this anger was hidden too well, it was only reflected in his heartbeat and teeth grinding, and if he didn't have the modified genes on his body, he wouldn't be able to take the bait at all. It is impossible to perceive the anger of this person at the moment.

But being angry is a sign of weakness.

Ji Feng looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"My loyal believers told me that you are a prophet." The middle-aged man put his hands on his chest and closed his eyes, "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Muhammad, a man who can bring Afghanistan into A noble man who believes in the truth, the reincarnation of the truly great Muhammad! I believe that I am the future of this country, and the future of the world." His voice was high, with one hand stretched into the air, shoulders Also shook like an electric shock.

To Tudou's ears, these words were like hearing a Tu Feiyuan insisting on saying that he was called Taishang Laojun.Basically, there are many Muslims called Muhammad, just like in Europe and the United States, there are also many people called Mike, Peter, and John, but no one said which reincarnation they regarded themselves as, but they generally said so, especially for birthdays. If you change the date and treat it as the reincarnation of such-and-such a great god, it is basically either that the snake is mentally ill, or it is... being cured.

However, before being governed, many so-called believers will definitely be recruited.

And this is the case with the "Muhammad" in front of him.

Ji Feng kept the word "terrorist" in his mouth, but he refused to spit it out.

He felt that the person in front of him was a bit nagging, and the words he said were also quite nagging. For this reason, Ji Feng felt that it was better to keep quiet and listen to him—in fact, it was more interesting than watching TV.

The "Muhammad" obviously didn't realize how spoofed his actions were.In fact, these spoofs of his have won the approval and followers of many local people, so he will not change his routine easily at all, it's just...he didn't understand the personality of the people in the Celestial Dynasty.

But even if he doesn't understand the personality of the people of the Celestial Dynasty, he still knows that there are things that can make people all over the world obey.

So, a hint of teasing crept up on his smiling face: "I don't know if you're a real prophet. My disciples say you can predict aftershocks, so... what else?" he asked.

Monsoon shook his head.

"Oh, young man, don't reject me like this. You know, if you are a true prophet, then...you are irreplaceably important to me and to our country—even if you give me a Not even Jerusalem!" He raised his hand to Monsoon, "But," he clenched his hand into a fist and waved it, "if you weren't, it would be easy to kill you—maybe before killing you , I should get in touch with your country first... Although you are not an important person, but... as long as you can exchange for US dollars, you are useful!"

He walked down the steps and started his own show: "Although we are rich, all these years, those evil heathen have blocked us on the way to heaven, and they have slaughtered us with evil weapons, and we will not Be scared!" He raised his hands, "The holy hour has come! The Holy War is about to begin!"

The dozen or so people surrounding them cheered.

This is a bunch of lunatics, right?

Although Tudou doesn't like the international police style of the US emperor, it doesn't mean that these people can act recklessly!As for the so-called Muhammad, he also understood that there have been armed uprisings throughout the history, and armed uprisings in religious areas, and there have been no armed uprisings in the name of gods, and this is the reason why they "invited" the monsoon.

Once you understand this matter, things will be much easier to handle.

In addition to this matter, better things are yet to come.

Ji Feng finally decided to say something: "Your own affairs have nothing to do with me, and besides, I am now a humanitarian, right? International rescue? You kidnapped me here during the rescue, thinking you can escape unscathed?"

Probably because of getting along with Zhou Weilian for a long time, Ji Feng felt that he had also started to learn to talk nonsense.If it was him in the past, it would be true to give these people a bear face first, why would he be so leisurely talking nonsense to them?

However, Ji Feng still talked nonsense, but his nonsense obviously didn't work. The "Muhammad" was angered by Ji Feng's words, but instead of aiming at Ji Feng, he aimed his gun at the potato.

The bullet exploded near Potato's feet.

"Young people of the Celestial Dynasty, remember, if you are a prophet and you don't cooperate, then the unlucky ones are your companions; if you are not a prophet, then you two don't need to cooperate with me, as long as you are honestly killed by me Drop your finger and send it to the Celestial Dynasty in exchange for US dollars and weapons, and everything will be fine." The man said, raising his gun again, "You, what will you prophesy?"

Ji Feng knew that he needed to stabilize him first.

"It's three kilometers away from our army station. The underground tunnel is made of reinforced concrete frame, but the top is a formwork structure. The earthquake damaged part of the underground tunnel, but not much, about 200 meters." weapon, but that doesn't mean he won't choose a weapon for himself.And he talked loudly about the information he had just analyzed when he was walking. One was to delay time, and the other was to let his watch send the information——when he was walking underground, he turned on the watch and used it to receive the information. Called Zhou Weilian's cell phone.

"You know what this means? Tell me what I want to know!" Shaking his beard, Muhammad screamed strangely, "I want to know when our jihad will see the dawn of victory! Let those damn infidels Go to hell! This is ours—everything is ours! We are not afraid of sacrifice!"

Below is another group of people cheering.

Tudou thought, they really met a group of crazy radicals.

In theory, radicals are worse than lunatics.

Monsoon started to say something cloudy and misty.He had to buy time and choose the best angle to attack these people, and Tudou was the same... Although Tudou was grabbed by someone's arm, he needed to calculate the angle between his arm and the opponent's palm, At that time, as long as he shrinks his shoulders, he can get away from the opponent and snatch his gun by the way.

"I'm from the Celestial Dynasty, so I don't know about your things...I don't understand, what do you want me to say..." Ji Feng moved his steps, making himself look harmless and helpless... He knew that the other party had more than a dozen people. With a gun, if you want to escape, you must not only grab the weapon, but also get the bunker and seize the hostage!

After reading the relevant news, Ji Feng also knew that these people were not afraid of death, if he wanted to catch them, he had to catch the leader, otherwise it would be useless.

"The ability of a prophet has nothing to do with the country, young man, how do you feel now... Speak out!"

"I...I think..." Ji Feng moved two steps forward, with tears in his eyes, he timidly raised his eyes to look at the "Muhammad".

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By the way... I was chatting with someone yesterday and thought of the Vietnam War, so I wrote this... What is ungrateful... By the way, I found that I was really mocking, and a lot of it was full of reality, isn't it? !beep beep...