Here Angels Come [Comprehensive]

"Uh……"

"Uh..." The storm stopped in the middle of the night, but the interior of the off-road vehicle speeding on the road was still silent.

The sultry-faced driver bit his half-lit cigarette, and the butt of the cigarette occasionally lit up briefly when he took a puff.

The co-pilot fell into the sky, and the thin man who completed the pursuit was lying on his side in the back seat, playing with the lighter in his hand.

clap, clap, clap...

From time to time, the light of the fire illuminated his dark eyes immersed in the night.

"Catched two." After a long time, the thin and small man spoke, "It was raining heavily, and the woman wearing a headscarf was not quite right. I couldn't tell the difference at once, so I caught them all."

The wind and rain were dark, and the interior of the car with the lights off was dim. He didn't have the time to identify it. He might be spotted by the fighters in the front seat or on the roof of the car if he moved a little bigger or longer. trunk.

The man in the driver's seat seemed to have never heard of it. After smoking a cigarette, a few traces of calm appeared on his fierce face.

The man casually stroked the gun in his arms with one hand, and murmured reverently: "Allah above."

No one mentioned the empty copilot anymore.

Originally it was just a simple arrest mission, and the mission target was a weak woman, but this simple mission seemed destined to be full of twists and turns since the woman took the opportunity to escape and get off the car.

They rushed to enter the country overnight, but despite being cautious, they were resupplying before entering the city. The man suddenly realized that the trunk had not been moved for a long time, and after opening it for inspection, the empty trunk still caught his eyes.

Before the emotions fermented, a shadow quietly covered the man's raised eyes.

Beside the car was his companion who fell to the side without knowing when, and a shadow was standing on the roof of the car.

Just after the rainstorm, the sky was not yet bright, and the gray shadow was immersed in the dark dome, silently looking down at him.

He should have moved, but his body couldn't move no matter what, he couldn't realize that the other party was just a young girl, and he couldn't realize that the other party's slender limbs had no strength to fight him.

The obscure shadow whose skirt was blown by the wind just stared at him, as if it caught the wind, the blowing of the vegetation, and the flow of blood in an instant. Seconds are stretched infinitely.

Then the man's eyes darkened, and he fell down, revealing the young woman holding the stone behind him.

At daybreak a woman enters the city with a maiden in a turban.It was still early, and most of the shops along the street were closed, so she found a small shop and borrowed a landline to make a call.

After the phone call, the woman who had been worried all the way finally relaxed a little. She turned around and looked at the girl who was wrapped in a turban so that only her blue eyes were exposed, watching the TV on the side of the road.

In fact, I shouldn't bring this girl with me, it's not a good thing for me or this girl, but she is too lazy to find reasons for her weakness, and sincerely admits that she can't leave her alone in the wilderness where accidents may happen at any time, Just like she didn't kill the two unconscious men in the end.

Fortunately, the girl was quiet and obedient. When she went to hold her hand, she just looked at her quietly and didn't question the noise.

Despite the language barrier, the girl watched TV very intently.The woman also glanced at the built-in TV in the window by the roadside, and saw that the assassination case of a senior official that shocked the country two days ago was being rebroadcasted on the TV. The case seemed to have made new progress. The found gun was placed silently in front of the camera, and a golden pattern flashed on the bottom of the butt with the light.

Bo Yeling noticed the woman turned around, but saw that she was staring at the TV stiffly and refused to return to her senses. Bo Yeling couldn't see her expression clearly through the gray headscarf she just bought, and saw her rushing over as if waking up from a dream Grabbing Bo Yeling, she seemed to want to go somewhere, but she took Bo Yeling for two or three steps and stopped restrainedly.

The woman was panting repressedly, like a fish thrown ashore.

Bo Yeling didn't say anything, but just looked at the young woman whose name she still didn't know.

She was half a step behind the other party, and from under the gray turban wrapped around the other party's upper body, she could see the tails of two or three strands of long white hair. The ends of the hair were entwined and curled up under the turban, just like its owner's chaotic and turbulent mood.

The wind picked up again, and whispers began to whisper in Bo Yeling's ear.

The person she cares about is coming soon.

At noon, the sun became brighter and brighter, but the smell of the storm in the air did not diminish, and the rainy season predicted by Suo Yeling was not over yet.

After passing by several mosques and small pavements with local flavor on the side of the road, Su Yeling was taken to the depths of the winding and dirty road - a refugee camp transformed from an abandoned factory.

The young woman had a few conversations with the men walking by the door, and then placed Bo Yeling in the corner of the factory.

She seemed to want to say something to Bo Yeling, but the language barrier made her shut up, turned around and walked away from the door.

As soon as she left, Bo Yeling felt that there seemed to be countless eyes on her in the factory. She didn't think about the meaning of those eyes, but just sat there calmly.

She didn't know much about this country, and even though she noticed that the people in the factory who were not well described spoke the same language, she didn't know the reason for all this.

She looked around, her eyes wandering over the people who were filled with distress and embarrassment, and suddenly saw a woman holding a child not far away.

The woman wasn't wearing a veil like she or the other women here, she was sitting on the ground in messy clothes, rocking like she was singing a lullaby to the baby in her arms.

Not long after Bo Yeling looked over, the mother noticed her gaze vigilantly, glared at her fiercely, and hugged the baby in her arms tightly.

Bo Yeling looked away from the vigilant mother and the pale dead baby in her arms.

Without her gaze, the mother relaxed again and continued to sing a lullaby with the baby in her arms.

Before sitting for a long time, someone came forward first in the peeping eyes of the surroundings.No one pays attention to this side. The veiled women are either holding their children or burying their heads in needlework, and the men with curly hair are also avoiding the sight of this side. People seem to be used to this kind of development.

But the woman who sang to the dead child raised her head, she looked at this side in confusion and blankly, as if she understood something, she suddenly looked at this side and sang a lullaby loudly.

No one paid attention to her, and neither did the young people who walked towards Bo Yeling. In the eyes of everyone, she was just a dirty crazy woman. Occasionally, when she couldn't find someone to do whatever she wanted, she would treat the other party together with the child who was about to rot. Drag into the bushes together.The branches and leaves in the bushes were swaying, and the woman sang a lullaby in the swaying branches and leaves.

Bo Yeling sat on the spot and remained silent, but when the young man's hand reached out to her, a blade of wind slammed down, leaving a deep mark on the cracked concrete floor together with the decayed straw mat.

The young man ran away like shit, and the people around her seemed to wake up from a dream, fleeing away from her in fear like a beast.

The woman looked at her in bewilderment, but when she saw her looking back, she hugged the child tightly and stared at her fiercely.

Bo Yeling just sat there without saying a word.

The time was getting closer to noon, and when Bo Yeling stayed in the refugee camp, Hayato was already restrained in a certain shadow in the city.

After one round of torture and one round of cold water, the baby-faced young man sat cross-legged in front of the silver-haired young man, sizing up his chin with one hand.

"You have a hard mouth, boy." He smiled slightly as if he was amused.

In fact, he didn't have anything to ask, even if Hayato Gainsai said nothing, his intelligence channels had already thoroughly checked the other party's identity.

This boy had nothing to do with his mission, but was unlucky enough to get involved with his mission goal and ran into him again.

The silver-haired, dripping boy gritted his teeth and half-kneeled in the dark room. His hands were tied, and cold sweat was already breaking out.

This man didn't use any bloody instruments of torture on him, he just asked him questions, and when he didn't get an answer, he praised his beautiful fingers, and now seven of his fingers have been broken.

This pervert!

If he asked questions about the woman he saved, he would naturally not grit his teeth and remain silent, but this guy seemed to be thinking of something convenient to ask, from his identity to his companions, he seemed to not care about that woman at all, He just smiled and asked these questions that he must never say, how could he open his mouth!

There was still a confrontation in the room, when the door suddenly rang twice, and the prison temple Hayato lowered his head, and heard two people say a few words in American slang, the speech was too fast, he could only hear who the visitor said he had found.

The baby-faced man smiled indifferently, and let his subordinates deal with it themselves, but stayed in the torture room.

His goal has already been achieved. Although it is tiresome for the fish that slip through the net to escape frequently, he is not interested in the game of extinction. If the people under him can't handle this kind of thing well, then he will change a group of subordinates who can handle it .

And the reason why he still stays in this room is because he thinks the young man in front of him is more interesting than the escaped fish. Even though the torture can actually end here, this kid's mouth is too hard and his eyes are very interesting, it's almost like Some kind of game of will.

Ah, the baby-faced youth thought happily, he wouldn't lose in the game.

"Hey~~" The baby-faced youth seemed to have thought of something, and his childish eyes lit up.

He clapped his hands and looked very happy, "I thought of it, there is something you will definitely like! Hmm, after all, teenagers in this country like it very much, let me try it for you."

Seeing the prison temple Hayato staring at him vigilantly, the baby-faced youth smiled even more.

After noon, the weather turned hot, and the young woman in gray gauze was returning to the refugee camp in a daze.

She just went to the oil company to take a look at it from a distance, and tried to contact their other root systems that infiltrated the land, but there was nothing. The inside line she dialed was always busy, and there were unidentified people peeping in and out of the joint.

Those who have worked with her seem to disappear overnight.

She still didn't understand what happened and whose interests were touched. She just watched the scene of believers worshiping under the snow-white round eaves of the mosque for a while, and then her mobile phone received a message informing her of emergency evacuation, and then what happened Everything seemed to be in a dream, but the gun in the news easily shattered the dream, leaving her in this confused state.

She only felt in a trance, and her eyes were full of mist, only her nose was full of thick bloody smell.

Back at the refugee camp, the woman stared at the abandoned factory standing in the corner of the city for a few seconds before stepping into it.

It was very chaotic inside, most of them were refugees from surrounding countries, refugees from Syria, refugees from Iraq...

She was also surprised when she first came to this country. Iran itself is a country whose domestic situation has always been unstable, and most of the surrounding countries are also in war. The influx of refugees made the country even more chaotic.

However, no one would like the stability of this country where soft gold flows. If Iran is stable, where will cheap oil come from?

The woman saw the girl who was placed in the corner by her. Although she was wrapped in a long scarf, the girl was full of blue eyes at a glance, and it was easy to distinguish.

She walked over and didn't want to say anything. She had already contacted the family, and the family had already sent people here after losing the news of the residence yesterday.

She wanted to sit down next to the girl, but she saw the blue-eyed girl suddenly look behind her.

"You have a tail," she said in Italian.

The woman was terrified, it was the mother tongue that the girl suddenly uttered, and it was also what the girl said in her words.

Before she had time to tell the truth from the fake, she reached out and grabbed the girl's hand, almost dragging her towards the back of the factory.

Bo Yeling reminded the front, but the woman's response was too reckless. Bo Yeling staggered and followed two steps. When he turned his head, a gun was raised behind him and there was a bang. The refugees who had already reacted to the gunshot screamed and fled instantly. There was chaos in an instant.

The woman grabbed Bo Yeling and went into the fleeing crowd. She knew that she had nothing to lose, and once she got out of the crowd, she would be a living target. Even though she knew that the refugees around her were innocent, she couldn't care less about her life.

The back door that was smashed out of the factory was the refugee tent. In addition to a larger number of refugees, there were also armed self-defense organizations formed spontaneously by the refugees. This is the reason why the women chose to hide here temporarily.

Before they broke into the big tent, several young men with good and bad equipment ran out. They were very young, and there were even one or two young men who looked skinny, all carrying guns, as if their territory had been invaded Cats are full of dark and sharp expressions.

Seeing a lot of men and women rushing back without stopping, I asked who shot the gun and entered the factory through the hole in the wall.

There seemed to be out of tune crying in the panic, Bo Yeling turned around and saw the crazy woman with disheveled hair knocked down by the fleeing people.

The dead body of the baby in her arms came out of her hands, and the child's bruised body rolled out of the swaddle and fell limply on the ground.

The fleeing people were full of panic, and no one noticed the baby's body under their feet. People trampled past, women cried wildly, and Bo Yeling suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Stop!" Bo Yeling shook off the woman's hand and rushed back to the hole in the wall.

Bo Yeling originally wanted to block the hole in the wall with vines, but there was already a firefight in the factory, and screams and cries were heard endlessly. Blocking the hole in the wall at this time only increased the probability of people who hadn't escaped being hit by stray bullets.But the crying of the woman and the tragedy of the baby's corpse really broke people down.

Bo Yeling suddenly felt a surge of anger, she didn't know who gave her the anger, whether it was a mad woman, a fleeing refugee or a dead baby.She only felt angry, and couldn't help issuing an order, "Everyone stop!"

Strong vines suddenly grew from under the feet, from the dry cracked concrete floor, and from the muddy dirt road, firmly binding every pair of feet on the ground, and then winding upwards until everyone was tied up.

The vines grow and intertwine along the outer wall of the factory, and the tips hang down on the cracked and dusty air vents. Outside the suddenly quiet factory air vents, a blue, sour-looking fruit bears fruit.

Probably some people wanted to cry, and some people wanted to scream, because of the sudden abnormality, but the only one who cried and screamed was the crazy woman, who was still desperately struggling towards the puddle on the ground.

Bo Yeling's heart softened, the vines faded with feeling, and gradually let go of her, so the crazy woman rushed over, trying hard to hug the puddle on the ground, trying to put the child back in its swaddling clothes.

Bo Yeling pulled down the long scarf on her body, she originally wanted to walk over to recover the child's body.

The child was dead, but the mother could still be saved, but seeing the crazy woman hugged the child back into her arms and sang a lullaby to coax her up again, Bo Yeling felt that it was not comforting the mother, but comforting herself .

The silver-haired, blue-eyed girl stood far behind the snow-white tower of the mosque. She had no expression on her face, and seemed to be full of pity, but walked forward through the hole in the wall without saying a word.

The people were very quiet, watching Bo Yeling pass by with mixed emotions. Bo Yeling remembered the mother's lullaby, so she sang softly. A white light appeared on her body, and everyone who passed by was scarred. All the more severe illnesses will be eliminated.

"Killing should be prohibited here." The elven language rang like a bell, and as soon as it came out, it turned into silver runes and circulated around the body, and then fell to the ground one after another. The contract was concluded, "All harm will be counterattacked."

The trees and vines were slack, and people froze in place, not daring to move. Only a young boy from the self-defense organization had neither faith nor awe. He just thought it was a good time for everyone to stand still, so he raised his gun and pulled the trigger. As soon as there was a sound, before the surroundings were in chaos, the boy was shot in the head and fell down on his back.

Some people knelt down, many people knelt down, and they shouted something, full of hope or awe, as if they were calling to the gods.

But the god in their mouth did not turn back.Standing on the shore, the god cannot approach everyone at the same time. She can only stand there and chant, hoping that people will come to her after seeing her.

As soon as Bo Yeling left the factory gate, he was almost blinded by the glare of the sun. As soon as there was a familiar breath in the wind, the dusty figure came into view.

The girl who had been refusing to smile from last night till now slightly bent her lips, watching the bright-eyed brown-haired boy running quickly to grab her hand.

Are you ok?

I'm very good.

After saying that, the boy was going to take her away, without asking any extra words, Bo Yeling followed his brother's footsteps and glanced back.

People stayed where they were, not even daring to look directly at her back. Bo Yeling's eyes wandered, and suddenly he saw a woman with a half-covered gray veil standing there watching her go. At this moment, standing beside her was a half-body in the shadow of a building. The blond-haired young man inside, on the young man's shoulder, a child wearing a black top hat is also watching her off.

Seeing the boy and the girl run away, the blond youth breathed a sigh of relief: "We should go too, Angelica."