Super Vision

The white pearl is just one of the many areas in Aleppo.Before the outbreak of the Civil War, it was beautiful and rich, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.On the streets, you can see vendors selling Aleppo specialties, as well as tourists from all over the world, a prosperous scene.But now, there are ruined walls everywhere, destroyed vehicles, chariots, and uncollected bones and animal corpses.

The heavy truck stopped in a small street square, all around it was empty.The wind blows up the garbage on the ground, the heavy ones roll on the ground, and the light ones, such as paper and plastic bags, fly in the air.There was silence in the buildings around the square, and the broken walls and glassless windows formed a picture of a decaying dead city.

It is human beings who are responsible for all this, not nature's balancing methods.

"It's here." Yusna pointed to a half-broken building on the north side of the street square and said: "My uncle lives in that building, and there is a mosque behind that building."

"No one here, your uncle..." Zayya's voice was full of worry.She didn't go on, because her unspoken words would cause Yusna's grief.

"Who said that there is no one here, there are people everywhere around this square, but they are hiding and not showing up." Xia Lei said suddenly.

"There are people everywhere?" Yusna and Zayya looked around, but they still didn't see anyone.

Xia Lei pointed at a small building that had been shelled, "There are three people there." Then he pointed to another building, "There are five people there, and there..."

Before he finished speaking, a few people walked out of the building, and then more people walked out of the building.Some of them held old guns in their hands, while others held weapons such as wooden sticks and iron bars.

Such equipment is obviously not a terrorist, nor can it be a free armed organization, let alone Syrian government forces.

These people are all men, but they all look haggard. Many of them have chapped lips, and they feel a little trembling when they walk.But no matter who it was, they gathered in the street square silently.

"Let's go down." Xia Lei opened the door. "It's up to you now. It's easier for you to negotiate with them than for me to negotiate with them."

"Yeah." Zayya and Yusna responded and got out of the car.

More and more people appeared, not only men, but also women and children.But they did not approach here, but stood and watched from a distance.

"Who's here?" a tall man called out, his voice hoarse and weak.

"That's..." Yusna suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle! Uncle!"

The tall man was taken aback for a moment, and stared at Yusna.

"Uncle! I'm Yusna! I'm Yusna!" Yusna ran to the tall and thin man, crying as she ran.

"It's great that her uncle is still alive." Zayiya muttered to herself, she was happy for Yusna.

Xia Lei said: "It seems we don't need to explain anything, let's go over."

"Yeah." Zayiya responded.

Xia Lei dragged down the terrorist leader who was lying on the hood, then grabbed one of his feet and dragged it all the way to Yusna and her uncle.

Many people also gathered from different directions.

"It's really Yusna, my Yusna! I thought I would never see you again in this life..." The tall man finally recognized Yusna, and he excitedly hugged Yusna around him. In his arms, his eyes were also moist.

"Uncle, Mr. Xia brought you food, water and medicine, all in that truck." Yusna said excitedly.

"Mr. Xia?" The tall man let go of Yusna, and his sight shifted to Xia Lei who was walking towards him and Yusna.

What he saw was a young man from the East. The young man dragged a person. It felt as relaxed as dragging a handful of grass.This picture made him stunned.

"Isn't that a hard beard?" Someone recognized the terrorist leader, and his voice was full of surprise.

"It's him, I recognize it too!"

"He killed my brother and my sister-in-law!" someone yelled angrily: "I want to kill him and avenge my brother and sister-in-law!"

"Return my daughter's life!" An old man trembled with excitement. "Kill! Kill him!"

An angry roar and a violent atmosphere enveloped this small street square.

Xia Lei threw the terrorist leader known as a hard beard on the square, and then came to Yusna's side.

Yusna's uncle looked at Xia Lei dumbfounded.

"Mr. Xia, he is my uncle, Sarah." Yusna recovered and hurriedly introduced Xia Lei.

"Xia Reborn." Xia Lei extended his hand under Salah, "I am the founder of the Syrian Relief Society. I brought you food, water and medicine."

Sarah Hei's tears came out, and he grasped Xia Lei's hand with both hands, and his voice was trembling, "Blessed by Allah, we thought we had been forgotten by Allah, but Allah sent you..."

Many people shed tears, but because of the lack of water in their bodies, they have very few tears.

Although they have few tears, each one is precious.

"Mr. Xia is the best person in the world I have ever seen." Yusna said.

Sarah said, "Yes, I can see it. Thank you, Mr. Xia."

Xia Lei smiled and said, "Thank you, no need to say, let someone unload the supplies."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to unload the supplies right away." Sarah said, he waved his hand, "Come over some strong people to unload the supplies. Mr. Xia brought us food, water, and medicine."

A sound of cheering.

Although Sarah said that he wanted "strong" people to unload supplies, in addition to the celebration with great energy, even the elderly, children and women walked to the truck.Some are crying, some are laughing, some are piously praising their Allah.

The energy of desire, sadness, touch, hope, etc. is permeated in the street square.They gather together.If you want to use color to describe it, it is blue.What Xia Lei lacks is black and blue energy, which is why he came to Syria and then to Aleppo.

Roots of energy were released from Xia Lei's body, and the breeze swept across civilians.He absorbed the blue desire energy to satisfy the desires of these suffering people.A flood of desire energy with sadness factors generally poured into his body, he was also infected, and his eye sockets were also moist, but no tears shed.

Box after box of supplies were unloaded. Some people stole food because they were hungry, and were reprimanded or even abused by others. The scene was a bit chaotic.

"Sorry, Mr. Xia, let me deal with it." Sarah Hei's face showed a little shame.

It is not difficult to see that he is the head of this group of refugees and has a certain prestige.

Xia Lei said: "Distribute these supplies. Hunger will make people lose their minds. Tell them that they don't need to fight for it. There are still a lot of supplies stored in Russian military bases. You will find someone who can drive with me early tomorrow morning. Go to the Russian military base and bring in those supplies."

"There are many more?" Sarah said in surprise: "Mr. Xia, although there are some things I shouldn't ask, I still want to know, how did you get in? This place has been blocked by terrorists, and they want to starve us to death. In the past, materials from the International Red Cross were brought in, but they were snatched away, and the volunteers were also killed, but you..."

Yusna said quickly, "Uncle, don't you see the hard beard? He took dozens of terrorists to intercept our car, but those people were killed by Mr. Xia, and Mr. Xia grabbed Blackbeard and brought him here. Up."

Sarahei glanced at the hard beard who had died on the ground, then glanced at Xia Lei who was standing in front of him, with an expression like seeing a unicorn.

There was a fight at this moment.

"I, let me deal with it." Sarah walked over quickly.

The two conflicted people stopped.

Sarah said: "There is no need to fight, everyone has a share. Mr. Xia said, there are still a lot of supplies in the Russian base outside the city, we will bring in tomorrow."

The chaotic crowd suddenly burst into cheers.

They didn't notice that energy roots that they couldn't see had penetrated into their bodies, took away some things, and left some things behind, and their emotions quickly calmed down.

More and more people came after hearing the news, the streets were full of people, and the street squares were also full of people.The Salah organizers distributed food, water and medicine, and everyone has a share.Some people can't wait to stuff their stomachs when they get food, even raw flour.The terrorists blocked it. They were so hungry that they could eat leather shoes, let alone flour.

However, Xia Lei is the one who "eats" the most.Thousands of people came here, each carrying a strong blue energy.He gets the energy of these suffering people and satisfies their desires, giving them food, water, and peace.

"Mr. Xia, can the hard beard be handled by us?" Sarah black returned to Xia Lei and asked.

Xia Lei said: "Of course, I caught him here for you to deal with."

"That's great. I don't know how many people's blood is on this guy's hands. We want him to pay for it!" Sarah Black's eyes were full of hatred.

"You can do whatever you want," Xia Lei said.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"Burn him to death!"

An angry roar.

The hard beard was awakened by the angry sound. He opened his eyes, but he saw dirty civilians rushing towards him.He suddenly realized something and called out in surprise, "No, no—"

But his voice, along with his people, was drowned out by the angry crowd in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lei reached out and grabbed Yusna and Zayya's hands, took them to the truck, and said: "Don't look, some things will bring shadows to your lives, and you will never forget them."

Yusna and Zayya wanted to break free from the hand held by Xia Lei for a moment, but the strength of the struggle seemed to be unable to even hold an apple.

Behind them, the hard beard is facing "trial".Some stabbed him with a knife, some burned him with fire, some pulled out his intestines, some smashed his head with a stone...

There is a devil in everyone's body.