Chapter 693

Slightly stunned, Jiang Yanhai immediately asked, "where have we been?"

"Kara town." the black lion looked at the GPS navigation carried in the car and said directly.

"Put me down in the town. I have a friend here for many years. I'm going to see if he's in danger. You go to the port of Haofa first and we'll contact later." Jiang Yanhai spoke directly.

"Do you want us to go with you? There should be riots in this town now." the black lion glanced at the town in the distance. Now it is almost more than 10 p.m. in such a country, even in peacetime, there are almost no people in the town at more than 10 p.m.

But at the moment, many places in the town can see the light. It's a flame burning.

In other words, the town was obviously affected.

"No, it's easy for me to act alone. When we go in, we will become the target. There may be conflict at that time. Now we should avoid unnecessary fighting." Jiang Yanhai shook his head.

"Don't worry, you hurry there as soon as possible, I will catch up." Jiang Yanhai added.

"OK." the black lion thought about it, and it was really the case.

"Do you need to keep a car for you?"

"No." Jiang Yanhai shook his head. The car can be found in the town, and he didn't know if something had happened to Ivan.

At present, Erdan is just a warning because the distance is not enough. He only determines his situation by monitoring satellites, positioning his mobile phone, monitoring his mobile phone and other different ways.

Such a determination is certainly inaccurate.

"I see." the black lion was not hypocritical.

Jiang Yanhai directly began to take off his clothes. They had ready casual clothes on their car.

All his combat clothes were removed. Jiang Yanhai changed a set of ordinary clothes, and then carried a pistol, three magazines and a tactical dagger. Of course, he carried his mobile phone.

In addition, he carried a backpack with first-aid medicine, simple food, drinking water and other camouflage necessities. This package was originally owned by Jiang Yanhai. There were some portable cosmetic things in the special interlayer.

When they were outside the town, the black lion put Jiang Yanhai down and said goodbye to them. After that, the black lion and others quickly drove around the town and headed for the direction of Haofa port.

Jiang Yanhai, who got out of the car, put his hood around his head and walked quickly to the inside of the town.

At the edge of the town, he found a place where there was no one. He quickly used the special makeup remover in his bag, mixed it with water and applied it to his face. There are some makeup things that must be removed with special drugs. Otherwise, he is not afraid to wash his face directly with clean water.

Jiang Yanhai soon recovered his true colors. He just took out a pair of flat glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose. After all this, he quickly walked to the city.

Sometimes the riots in big cities are a little better. The riots in small towns are more terrible. They commit all kinds of evil, such as wanton slaughter, burning, killing and looting. Sometimes even a small town may become a dead city.

Fortunately, there are not many red scarves in this city. Jiang Yanhai walks around the town. His active early warning system has locked Ivan, or bishkov, and Jiang Yanhai quickly walks in that direction.

It is close to the outer edge of the town, but there are many dustbins on the street, and even the whole house is burning. There are all kinds of sad cries in the night sky. I'm afraid even wild animals dare not come under such sounds.

The town used to be a very peaceful town, but now it has completely changed. There are constant gunshots in the night sky.

Jiang Yanhai is in a hurry. With an active scanning system, he can avoid most of the trouble, and more people care about their own affairs, and no one stops him.

At a place about 300 meters away, when his goal appeared, Jiang Yanhai paused, and then directly raised his legs and walked in that direction. Close to 50 or 60 meters, Jiang Yanhai heard the local dialect with a little Russian accent.

"Please... Save my daughter, save my daughter..." Ivan is a man in his fifties.

At the moment, next to him lay a 12-year-old girl whose leg was broken for some reason. Although the wound was simply bandaged, the wound was still bleeding.

Ivan is asking for help from every runaway neighbor, but these neighbors can only leave an sorry look and leave in a hurry. In troubled times, no one can save anyone.

Jiang Yanhai took a deep breath. If Ivan in this state wants to let him work, it's actually a very simple thing. It's just that there may be some despicable techniques.

However, if despicability can make the motherland behind me stronger, and if despicability can exchange for her nobility, I am willing to be despicable to death.

Jiang Yanhai hurried to the front. At the moment, Ivan has become a lonely and helpless person. He will try to grasp every straw.

When he was close to Ivan, Jiang Yanhai didn't look at him. His eyes looked straight ahead, as if he couldn't see these miserable scenes, and he was about to pass him directly.

"Sir, do you have any medicine, bandages or other things, please..." Ivan squatting on the ground rushed over when he saw Jiang Yanhai.

Jiang Yanhai "seemed" to be startled by him, and then instantly took out a pistol from his body and aimed it at him.

Ivan, who was pointed by the pistol, was stunned. It seemed that the muzzle of the gun calmed him down. After Jiang Yanhai pointed the pistol at him, he looked at the little girl behind him. It seemed that he subconsciously scolded "Damn it!"

Jiang Yanhai scolded this sentence in Chinese. When people encounter some situations, they will instinctively use their mother tongue. The reason for this is that Ivan knows Chinese, although he doesn't know much.

At the end of these two words, the scanning system noticed that Ivan seemed to be excited.

But Jiang Yanhai has turned to him coldly: "sorry, sir, I can't help you." this sentence he uses naturally English, and it's proficient American English.

With that, Jiang Yanhai took the gun directly and turned to walk in front.

"Sir... Sir, wait... Please..." Ivan was not afraid at all. He seemed to catch something. He rushed over and hugged Jiang Yanhai's leg. He looked up at Jiang Yanhai and said in English quickly: "Sir, please, please, help my daughter..."

Being held by him, Jiang Yanhai turned around and looked around. He took out his pistol again. A "trace of struggle" appeared on his face. Although Ivan was nervous, he couldn't think so much at the moment. He was completely out of his mind.

"Please, sir... She's only 12 years old!" Ivan begged

"Fuck!" Jiang Yanhai whispered in Chinese, "Sir, please let me go. I don't want to get into trouble, but your daughter... Is not saved. Do you understand?"