Otherworldly Merchant

Chapter 2061: The Legendary Leader

“That's what worries me the most!” Gao Shengcoln spat a long cigarette circle: “This guy's experience was very complex and legendary, he was Afghan, and he had a reputation for leading a guerrilla group when he was younger, fighting enemy invasions! Most amazingly, the team he had formed counted him as only thirteen men, until the end of the war, or thirteen, and not a single one was injured. ”

“Shortly after the war ended, the thirteen men simultaneously evaporated like human beings without a trace. ”

“When the United States army seized Iraq, the guy suddenly appeared again, and I don't know why, since the moment he appeared, the number of casualties in the United States army began to rise in a straight line, and the United States army gradually shrunk into the base. But neither the official nor the civil society said that he was involved in any terrorist attack. Even the Iraqi Government had offered to make him deputy prime minister, even the representative of the United States had agreed, but he did not want to do so himself. ”

“Imzai also disappeared when United States forces subsequently withdrew in large numbers from Iraq. Until recently, the Syrian government forces, with the help of the old man, had broken bamboo and retrieved almost all of his land loss, when the man appeared again. It's like a steel nail poured on concrete, and you can't pull it out! There is also a growing trend. ”

“Although he was born in Afghanistan, both Iraq and Syria, he would come running around, and oddly enough, both nationals were very supportive of him. He is neither Sunni nor Ye. The most commonly said phrase is:" I am Middle Eastern and will die fighting for the great cause of the Middle East until the last drop of blood is shed! ”

“You said he had ambitions, but I haven't seen him unleash any arrogant words and ideas. Even in Afghanistan and Iraq, the opportunity to become senior government officials was abandoned on two occasions. What is even more ridiculous is that, in the eyes of many, he is also a pacifist, who buys food and distributes it to refugees, and who voluntarily calls for a ceasefire and the removal of wounded women and children for medical treatment. ”

“Whether he is a true terrorist or a false nationalist, his prestige in the Middle East world is, in short, extremely high.” Gao Shengcoln spoke of clearing his voice here.

“In addition to this, there are many who have confirmed that he was a housekeeper for the mysterious and shady father of Satan. The father of Satan bought a deserted island dedicated to collecting all kinds of bodies, and these things were handled by Imzai until recently, when he left the creepy island! ”

“Earlier, he also appeared in the Holy See, where two cardinal archbishops personally received him, without knowing why, and the Pope invited him to enter the Pope's Chamber of Secrets for three days and three nights before coming out, after which the Pope kept sending him out of the city and watching his figure disappear before turning around. It's just that nobody outside knows what he talked to the Pope about, so why do you respect him so much..."

“It doesn't seem surprising to combine this information, even if he can really do some evil tricks. ”

“But if that's the case, this guy is the strongest opponent! ”

After listening to the description of Imzai by Kosheng Cold, I also found it somewhat unbelievable.

Father of Satan, not only did I see him, but he almost killed me and Hatsumomo, and the tail jade was badly wounded, and he could barely wake up.

Later, he also manipulated the first time he attacked the old Grey Pigeon seniors, that is, this time seriously injuring the old Grey Pigeon seniors, eventually losing their lives in the valley.

Since Imzai, as the deputy steward of the father of Satan, collected the body for him, it was no surprise that he also knew some of the magic of death. But how can a church that sees the dead as a demon be so respectful to him?

In the Middle East as a whole, the most complex and elusive question is, how can Shi 'asuni's millennium struggle for orthodoxy come to him and be embraced by both parties at the same time?

In that case, he was good at making an opposition.

What is the purpose of our trip, the magical and rare thing? How did he end up in his hands?

“Imzai's bodyguards and the terrorists, together with the nigger suspected of being one of the twelve disciples and Zhang Tianbei and I should be able to cope. But Ray Hawthorne must have some skills, there's nothing we can do. If Imzai is also a man with Yin and Yang skills, you can handle it.” Kosheng Cold began to assign tasks.

“And the border army has just surrounded this matter, whether or not the money slavers did it, they should also come for you, so that the pressure is not small, so be prepared in advance! ”

“Okay!” I nodded. “Then let's give him a quick knife and cut him loose. New hatred is coming together! ”

We do not know if it is the reason for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs' warning that we have been walking until dark and have never seen a military vehicle, not even the shadow of a soldier.

Of course, we didn't see any other vehicles, the whole road was empty, just the three of us.

A leeward hillbilly was found to rest overnight, and the next morning, after eating and drinking something, he rushed off again.

Towards noon, we finally ran into an old luggage and baggage truck, and luckily, it came from behind us, just on the way.

This time, Gao Sheng Chill is an anomaly. Instead of robbing it without going up, he paid for it. He laughed and asked for a ride.

The uncle who was driving didn't know if it was in the face of money or if it was so kind and warmly greeted us into the car.

The windows are open, but they still smell like rotten vegetables.

Gao Sheng smiled and talked to the old man all the way. The two spoke Russian. Although I didn't understand a word, I also knew what he was listening to in the corner.

More than two hours later, he came to a small town, where most of the commodities were produced by nearby farmers themselves, and a few hawkers sold groceries such as bowls of chopsticks.

We got off here and followed the direction he pointed us all the way north of the street.

As he walked, Gao Shengcoln whispered to me: The old man was the one who sent fresh vegetables to the troops on the border. He was supposed to come back the same day, but he had just arrived at the troops yesterday, and said he was going to do a temporary drill, blocking the whole area and not letting him go. He had no choice but to call his family and stay overnight in the army.

The old man said the town is called the town of Chikarokaf. If it is translated into Kazakh, it is a place of birds. There is no smoke at all. In recent decades, it has been flourishing, but it is not comparable to other large cities. The traffic is not very developed. There is only a long-distance shuttle bus in the north of the street, which runs twice a day, to the nearest city of Akduka, where you can take the train.