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Volume 3 Shandong Thieves Chapter 57: Another calamity

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    It was the first time I participated in a war, the first time I saw riots, the first time I saw the fragility of human life.  Too many firsts happened in this magical place in the Middle East.  Those "Hallelujah" believers who usually only see it on TV and movies appeared in front of me for the first time.  The first time I saw the power of faith, it was used to kill people.  Hot water was sprinkled on my face, washing away the blood on my body.  After two days and two nights of not sleeping and going through so much, I finally collapsed in the bathroom in confusion.  When I woke up, it was already two days later.  I was lying in the hotel room, and an Islamic doctor was treating me. Liu Weiwei stood anxiously on my left, and the third child stood on my right.  When the Islamic doctor saw that I was awake, he smiled and said to Liu Weiwei: "Look, the patient is fine, he is just too tired." I was about to sit up, but found that there was a hanging needle hanging on my hand, Liu Weiwei quickly supported me  sit up.  I was indeed too tired. The bullet wound on my shoulder, coupled with the shock and shock I suffered during the Damascus riots, caused me to fall into coma while taking a shower.  The doctor gave me glucose for two days. After I had a good rest, I woke up.  The doctor prescribed some medicine for me and then left with the medicine box.  After bidding farewell to the doctor, Liu Weiwei sat in front of me, glared at me, and said angrily: "Little mouse, you scared me to death. I rested for a day and a night, and when I woke up, I found you collapsed in the bathroom." I  He smiled and said, "I haven't seen you so scared in Damascus. I fainted and you were so scared." Liu Weiwei rolled her eyes, and I asked, "How is the situation in Damascus now?" The third child answered for Liu Weiwei: "  The thugs have been suppressed by the Syrian government forces with gas bombs, and the opposition has been driven out of Damascus by the government forces. Damascus has returned to normal, and the United States has decided to launch a humanitarian military strike against Syria. The president has submitted a draft to Congress, which may send troops tomorrow, or within a year.  If we send troops later, we may not get involved in the civil war in Syria. Everything will have to wait until the resolution of the Congress." I frowned and said, "This time it will be interesting. The government forces will fight the opposition. Who do you think will win?" The third child shook his head.  Shaking his head, he said: "No matter who wins, what we buried under the Umayyad Mosque is a pawn in this big chess game." Liu Weiwei took a deep breath and said to me: "Actually, the Syrian government*  *Incomparable, if the United States can send troops to support the opposition, it will be very good for Syria." I was suddenly startled, staring at Liu Weiwei and said, "The thing traded to the opposition was given by the US military?" Liu Weiwei nodded,  Said: "Yeah, I told you, why are you still so surprised." I patted the bed and exclaimed: "It's over." Liu Weiwei felt a little confused: "What's wrong? We have already arrived in Tripoli.  Why is it over? I have already booked a ship. We will go to Cairo tomorrow and take a flight back to China. "Liu Weiwei is a bit stupid and does not understand the importance of the bomb to the United States and the political situation in Syria.  But the idiot Lao San understood what I meant: "The United States has secretly supported the Syrian opposition. That bomb is a good example. Now, as long as any country gets involved in nuclear weapons, the United States can unconditionally attack it."  This country carried out an attack. The United States allowed the bomb to get into the hands of the opposition, and then sent troops to support the opposition in defeating the government forces. And, if my guess is correct, the rioting people are.  It was instigated by the Syrian government. The guns in their hands were provided by the government forces. They wanted to create an illusion that the Syrian people opposed the US war and that the government forces could defeat the opposition. " Lao San said what I was thinking.  , I stared into his eyes and said, "You are getting more and more able to surprise me." But Lao San lowered his head and calmly analyzed: "The United States and the opposition must be looking for this bomb now, but the bomb is buried in  Under the Umayyad Mosque. But Sabah, who we were planning to frame, died in the riot." The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing. Lao San calmly analyzed: "Saba had five gold bars on him, and he died in the riot.  Eventually, the opposition and US spies will definitely find out. They will definitely follow this clue, so!¡± Lao San paused, looked around the two of us, and said, ¡°We are in danger now.¡± Lao San just said.  Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door.  The three of us were shocked. I pulled out the needle from my wrist without saying a word.  I quickly put on my clothes, took only two Desert Eagles left, and came to the door with the third child. I lay down on the peephole and took a look. It was just the hotel manager. I was just about to open the door.  oldSan took my hand and shook his head at me.  Before I could react, the third child pulled Liu Weiwei and me into the room.  The knock on the door rang for a while and then stopped. After five minutes of deathly silence.  There was a slight sound of a key turning the door lock.  The third child turned around and stood in front of the corridor at the door, holding a Desert Eagle in his hand.  The moment the door lock opened, Lao San fired three consecutive rounds without saying a word, hitting the first person in the head.  In an instant, gunshots like exploding beans rang out in the room.  The third child hurriedly ran to my side, his expression a little solemn, it was obvious that there were many people outside.  The third child thought for a while, pointed to the roof, and then pointed to the corridor, gesturing for me to go out and attract fire.  He used the red tassel gun to challenge these people, and I nodded to him.  Listening to the gentle footsteps, I suddenly jumped out and hit a person in the shoulder with three consecutive rounds. Suddenly, bullets rained down on me.  I quickly rolled to the side and hid behind a cabinet.  In an instant, the cabinet was smashed to pieces by bullets.  The bullet flew past my ears, and the friction sound caused by the high-speed flight and the air made my ears ring.  At this moment, Lao San suddenly jumped three feet high, grabbed the edge of the ceiling, and jumped into the crowd.  Holding the red tassel gun in his hand, he raised the tip of the gun and launched a person into the air. The person behind him only reacted at this time, but was knocked away by an elbow from Lao San. A person in the distance wanted to take out a gun from his pocket, but was unable to do so.  Lao San shot him through the throat with a gun tip and died on the spot.  The hotel manager who stood outside the door and witnessed all this shivered, and it was he who provided the key to open the door.  But this group of people died. He turned around and ran away, but was shot directly in the head by Lao San, knocking him unconscious and falling to the ground.  The third child retracted his gun, turned his head and looked at me. He squatted down and searched the bodies of these specially dressed people. He shook his head and said, "Not Americans." I turned my head twice, walked to the window, and opened the door.  Curtain looked at Tripoli and the ocean in the distance.  Said to Liu Weiwei and the third child: "Let's go." We quickly packed up our things. In fact, there was nothing to pack, just a box of gold and some documents snatched from the opposition.  After packing these things, I was about to get on the elevator, but the third child pointed to the fire escape and said to me: "Go from here." I thought for a while, then walked over and stuck an iron piece on the outside of the elevator door.  .  Then I walked into the fire escape with the third child Liu Weiwei. What I didn¡¯t know was that just as we entered the fire escape, an elevator full of thugs with guns arrived on this floor.  But because I blocked the elevator door with an iron piece outside.  This group of people couldn¡¯t get out or move, they were just stuck in the elevator.  ¡­ ¡­ ps1: Thank you to Mr. Banzhuan for voting as a guest. Thank you for your support. Mantou is very touched.  ps2: Mobile Network Han Ye-Bai Zang pointed out that there is no Buddha statue in the mosque, thank this classmate.  I didn¡¯t know when Mantou wrote it, so I just wrote it that way.  But now that the article has been published, it is too complicated to change, and this thing has no impact on the plot.  So I would like to remind everyone that when I write in the future, I will only write about things being buried in the mosque.  Steamed Buns welcomes everyone to point out bugs!
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