A dozen girls in their early twenties, a 16-7-year-old boy, were in the coffee shop discussing the details of the establishment of the Syrian version of the rescue society.
The conversation continued into the middle of the night.
"Yawn..." Eusna yawned and looked sleepy.
Other girls are the same. They are so scared, and then they use their brains to discuss the rescue work. Their brains are very tired and need to rest.
Xia Lei said: "it's very late. Why don't you all rest in the hotel? Don't go back. I'll open a room for you."
"How can I do that?" "If I don't go home and spend the night outside, my parents will scold me," yushner said with embarrassment
Other girls are also very embarrassed, but they don't show it.
It's the Middle East, after all. It's very strict with women, especially unmarried women. They can't even show their faces in the street, let alone spend the night outside.
Xia Lei thought for a moment, "well, I'll take you back."
"Mr. Xia, take a rest. Let's go back by ourselves. We live in different places. It's very troublesome for you to send them one by one." Said Zaiya.
"It's so late, it's war time again, I'm not sure," said Xia Lei. Stop it. Either you stay in the hotel for a rest, or I'll take you back. You choose one. "
Girls, look at me. I'll look at you. Then I'll come together and discuss it.
"Well, Mr. Xia, please." Eusna told the result of the girls' discussion.
A few minutes later, a camas SUV set off from the hotel and drove down a street. A dozen Syrian girls are all his passengers. Kamaz SUV could have carried a squad of infantry, that is, ten people, plus a few people. So although the girls were all packed in the car, they were not crowded.
But another thing is full, it's like the fragrance of girls. Every inch of the air in the car is filled with the fragrance factor of the girls. It feels like in the flowers.
Camas cross-country vehicles are shuttling through the streets, and the girls in the vehicles are leaving one by one, less and less.
Zaiya is the last one. Her home is on the side of the road. In front of her is the bakery. In the back is her and her family's residence.
"Thank you, Mr. Xia." Zaiya got out of the car and said goodbye to Xialei through the window.
"You're welcome. Go back to have a rest early. I'll see you at the hotel tomorrow." Said Xia Lei.
"Well." Zaiya smiles at Xialei and waves to Xialei.
At this time, a small door of the bakery suddenly opened, and a tall and fat Arab man came out of the door. Before he could speak, he arrived, angry, "Zaiya, who is that?"
Zaiya's face suddenly changed, urging: "Mr. Xia, hurry up. My father is a grumpy man. The last time a boy said something rude to me, he broke someone's head with a rolling pin Go, go! "
Xia Lei pushes the door open and gets out of the car.
"You..." Zaiya doesn't know what to do.
Zaiya's father strode along with a thick rolling pin in his hand, and his fat face was full of anger.
"Dad, haven't you had a rest so late?" Said Zaiya with a stiff head.
"I'll settle with you later. Who is this boy? How can you be with him so late? " Zaiya's father came and looked at Xialei. As if, without a reasonable explanation, his rolling pin would fall on Xia Lei's head.
"He is..." Zaiya is a little nervous.
Xia Lei interrupted her, "uncle, I'm the president of the rescue association. The relief society is a charity organization that specializes in helping Syrians. I'm here to order you a million loaves of bread for those who are short of food. "
Zaiya's father was stunned on the spot.
Zaiya is also stunned. She obviously didn't expect Xialei to place an order with his father, and it's such a huge order.
Before Zaiya's father and Zaiya came back to God, Xialei said, "I'm in a hurry, Zaiya, and I'll leave this matter to you. Each bread is priced at one dollar, one million dollars, and half of the deposit is paid first. If the flour is not enough, I will say hello to the Russians and ask them to deliver it from Russia. I will deliver the freight. "
Dong!
Zaiya's father's rolling pin fell to the ground.
He has been making bread all his life, but there are at most one hundred in a day. Now a 16-7-year-old Oriental boy has placed a super order for a million bread. What's more, he hasn't baked a dollar of bread in his life!
With that, Xia Lei turns around and gets on the bus.
"Wait, that Is that true, little sir? " Zaiyah's father finally came back to God.
Xia Lei smiled. "Of course, it's true. Zaiya is the president. She is in charge of the fund. Later, she will make a deposit of 500000 dollars to your account. You'd better buy some equipment and workers. Well, let Zaiya deal with this small matter. I really have to go. Goodbye Zaiya, goodbye uncle. "
Camas off-road car roared and blinked away.
Zaiya's father was stunned for a long time before returning to his mind. "Daughter, am I dreaming?"
"Dad, it seems we have to apply for an account with a foreign bank," said Zaiya
Zaiya's father's eyes suddenly fell on Zaiya's face, "are you and him?"
"Dad! What do you have in mind? We just met! "
"It was the same with your mother."
"He's a god like man!"
"A god like man?"
These talks about Xia Lei are inaudible.
In about half an hour's drive, camas came to a wealthy area of Damascus. There are no high-rise buildings here, some are all ancient houses, which gives people a feeling of being in the aristocratic settlement of Damascus in the middle ages.
Xia Lei stops the car and goes to one of the houses. The main part of the house looks like a castle, with a dome and spire in the style of Persian Empire. It looks magnificent, full of history and noble atmosphere. The courtyard is wide, with many drought resistant plants and a swimming pool. In the light of the stars and the moon, the swimming pool is like a blue gem.
Ordinary people even drink water, but there is a swimming pool for bathing. This is the life of the rich.
When he came to the courtyard, Xia Lei jumped over the fence and entered the courtyard.
Several armed soldiers led a military dog passing by, but even the military dog could not detect the Xialei hidden behind a Palmolive tree.
Patrolling soldiers passed by, and Xialei rushed to the castle like main building with the fastest speed.
In a study.
"Is that all?" A woman cried, "our son is so young, he hasn't got a wife yet, but he will spend the rest of his life in the hospital bed. Are you indifferent to such hatred and humiliation?"
This woman is Ahmed's mother.
Ahmed's sister and his brother-in-law Hassan are also in the study, where a very important family meeting is going on.
"Enough!" Armand rudely interrupted his wife's cry, "that kid is not a man at all, he is a devil! He can't be killed by bullets. Behind him is a powerful country. He is also known as the boss of the world's hope star pharmaceutical company. He is also the younger brother of Xia Lei, the founder of Leima group! We can't afford such a person! "
"Is that the end of it?" "My brother is the only boy in our family. He can't marry and have children in his whole life. If we let it go, he will hate us."
Hassan said, "father in law, I have a way to kill him without our hands."
"What can I do?" Armand looks at Hassan.
"We can send his location information to the Americans, who want to kill him more than we do," Hassan said. As long as we send the information about his location to the Americans, their warships and bombers will kill him. When he died on the battlefield, who else could trouble us? "
Armand's eyes brightened. "That's a good idea. Let's do it!"
"I've been in contact with the CIA, and we'll take care of it," said Ahmed's sister. "Your identity will cause trouble if you contact the Americans."
"He must die, he must be broken to pieces!" Ahmed's mother gnashed her teeth and said, "he should go to hell like those humble civilians! And those girls, those who watch my son become disabled, will also be punished! "
"My mother-in-law, as long as I kill that kid, none of those girls can run away." Hassan said.
"Ah..."
A sigh came out of the door.
"Who?" "Who is outside?" Hassan asked
The door of the study opened, and a Chinese teenager appeared at the door.
The faces of Hassan and Armand lost their color.
Ahmad's mother and sister didn't see charay, but they could see the faces of the Chinese people. They also realized who had come to the door, and fear was born at that time.
Armand suddenly opened his mouth and said, "come -"
poof!
A bullet flew into Armand's mouth and pierced the back of his head.
Poop poop!
A pistol equipped with a silencing device ejected bullets, and Ahmed's family fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Xia Lei walked into the study and closed the door with his heel.
Ahmad's father, mother and sister were all killed in one shot. Only Hassan was shot in the lung and didn't die immediately. He crawled through the pool of blood, searching for life in despair.
Charley went to Hassan.
"Don't Don't kill me... " Hassan pleaded for the tunnel.
Xia Lei took out a cloth from his trouser pocket and wiped the handle of the gun. Then he squatted down to break Hassan's hand off and put the pistol into Hassan's hand.
"You, you What are you going to do? " Hassan's voice was full of fear.
"You killed your father-in-law, your mother-in-law and your wife, and then you killed yourself. Isn't that hard to understand?" Xialei lifted Hassan's hand up, and the muzzle of the gun moved to Hassan's jaw.
"No No... Please... "
Poof!
Blood spatter, Hassan's brain