I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

"Elder Saidu, are there any bombers in the team?" Chen Ling asked Saidu, the old white-bearded man sitting beside him.

Because of the ear injury, the old man wrapped a circle of white gauze on his head. In addition to the fatigue of the journey, he was a little sluggish.

He slowly said: "Patriarch, there is a young man in the convoy who can dismantle bombs... Patriarch, where are the bombs to dismantle?" Saidu suddenly woke up.

"On the ferry, in the cabin."

Elder Saidu squinted his eyes and looked at the slowly approaching ferry, with a face full of disbelief: "There are people sitting on it, how many people are going to kill... Patriarch, how do you know there is a bomb there? "

"The person who arranged the bomb dismantlement came over. When the people and the car on the ferry got off, you let him go to dismantle the bomb. The bomb is under the middle seat on the first floor of the passenger cabin. Don't get out of the car." Chen Ling finished, Dai Put on your sunglasses, push the door and get out of the car.

The heat wave rushed in, and a smell that seemed to be burnt filled the air; the old goods piled high on the top of a pickup truck collapsed and scattered on the ground, causing a burst of noise. The baobab trees in the distance stood one after another, standing there like giants.

"Mountain giants are so tall, right?" Chen Ling thought of the characters in a certain game.

When he got out of the car, two young men with sunglasses got out of the car behind them, protecting Chen Ling without a trace.

Chen Ling glanced at the place where their waists were slightly bulged, and said, "You call two more people, follow me, and catch two people. Note that both of them are armed with guns."

The children selling things saw people getting on and off from the luxury car, and immediately surrounded them, blocking the already narrow and impassable gap.

The children raised their pallets one after another, hoping that Chen Ling and others would buy their things.

"Get out of the way! We don't need to buy anything!" A young man with sunglasses scolded the group of children.

The children have long been accustomed to this kind of scolding, standing still, continue to hold the tray: "Buy one, buy one..."

Chen Ling knew that he would either drive the children away forcibly or lure them away.

Poor children would sell things in the traffic in this hot afternoon, and forcibly drive them away. People who come and go around are watching.

Chen Ling turned around and took out a plastic bag from the car, which contained some bread to be eaten on the road, and handed it to the tallest child: "Distribute the bread to everyone, go."

The tallest child took the plastic bag and turned around and ran out. The selling children immediately followed, chasing after the tallest child so that he could not enjoy the food exclusively.

Chen Ling crossed the highway and walked to a red room painted with a huge Coca-Cola logo, followed by four gunmen wearing sunglasses.

The Red House is a small grocery store, and the shelves are full of items that locals are used to buying.

"Ice Coke, do you have it?" Chen Ling asked.

The seller was a tall, skinny man with a burnt smell.

"One hundred..." The tall man leaned lazily on the wall, chewing on the branches.

Chen Ling handed him a five-hundred cents banknote: "We are five, each of us has a bottle!"

The tall man kept his posture, extended his arms to take the banknotes, put them in a black plastic bag, and then slowly got up and took out a few bottles of wet drinks from an incubator.

"There are only four bottles of Coke, let's give you a Sprite." The tall man consciously put five bottles of drinks in front of Chen Ling.

"Yes, open it!" Chen Ling said. The five beverages are all glass bottles, not plastic bottles with screw caps.

The tall man took out a corkscrew from under the counter. The corkscrew was tied to the counter with a rope.

Chen Ling waved to the people behind him to drink drinks.

In the hot afternoon, the refrigerated beverage can take away a trace of heat.

"It's too hot outside, can we come in to hide from the sun?" Chen Ling took a sip of Sprite and asked the tall man.

The tall man who finished the transaction leaned against the wall again and shook his head: "No, my place is too small. You can return to the car to drink, and return the bottle to me after drinking."

This suggestion is good. Chen Ling shook his head and said, "No. The ferry looks very slow, is it always like this?"

"I don't know..." The tall man said lazily, as if speaking would consume a lot of energy.

"Do you know which car we came from?" Chen Ling asked again.

"knowledge……"

"There are still a few people on our motorcade. You give each of them a bottle of ice drink. This is money." Chen Ling handed the tall man a one-thousand banknote. "If it is not enough, I will ask for it. No need to look for money."

The tall man glanced at the banknote in Chen Ling's hand, but did not take it.

"There are not so many iced drinks," he said.

"There is no iced drink, but room temperature is fine. My brothers will drink it." Chen Ling insisted.

A gunman wearing sunglasses behind Chen Ling smiled and said, "You opened a shop like this? Do you have any money?"

The tall man hesitated for a while, looked under the counter, and said, "Okay, I'll send it over."

After finishing speaking, he took a thousand Westfas from Chen Ling, opened the incubator again, took out all the drinks in it, put them in a plastic bag, and took two bottles of drinks from the shelf and put them into the plastic bag.

The tall man was too tall, bowed his head and walked out of the short door of the red room, towards Chen Ling's motorcade.

Chen Ling slapped the young man with sunglasses and whispered softly, "Go two people and catch him."

The young man with sunglasses was holding a Coke bottle in his hand. He didn't understand, and asked loudly, "What did you say? Catch him?"

Chen Ling said angrily: "Go!" He kicked the young man's buttocks, turned around, and entered the red room, fitting himself to the back of the counter.

Only then did the young man with sunglasses woke up and threw the Coke bottle in his hand to the ground: "Grab him!" With another person chasing the tall man.

The other two gunmen looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

However, Chen Ling had picked up a person from behind the counter, pinched it with one hand on that person's neck, held a remote-control-like thing in the other hand, and stepped on a pistol with one foot.

"Take good care of this person too!" Chen Ling kicked the person again and kicked the man into the mud.

He bent down, picked up the pistol on the ground, took the remote control, and returned to the car.

"Saidu, where's the bomb destroyer? Are you coming?"

Saidu saw what was in Chen's hand and pointed to the front in surprise.

"Patriarch, I am!" A crisp voice came from the co-pilot's position, and a childish face turned around and looked at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling threw the remote control in his hand to him and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

The immature face looked at the remote control in his hand and said, "This is the remote control for the C4 bomb."

"Very good! The bomb is on the far ferry. When the ferry arrives, you go and take it down. Don't worry, the remote control is in my hand. I won't press the button until you finish your work."

Saidu said: "Go! Believe the patriarch, there will be no danger!"

The immature face nodded repeatedly, and ran towards the ferry dock.

Chen Ling asked Saidu: "It looks so small, can you really dismantle the bomb?"

"Don't worry about the patriarch. He looks at him, but he is actually over thirty. It was when he was able...Where did the patriarch find this remote control?"

"Saidu, are you curious? My whereabouts have been exposed again. This is where you should be curious!" Chen Ling said dissatisfied.

When Chen Ling checked into the Radisson Hotel, the chief knew it, and sent someone to attack the next morning; Chen Ling left Bamako for Djeney City, but was also known by his opponents and moved his hands and feet on the ferry ahead of time. The killer, intends to kill Chen Ling with a remote-controlled bomb.

Saidu heard Chen Ling's dissatisfaction, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Chen Ling asked: "You already suspect that there is a leader by your side. Have you found out?"

Saidu Road: "No, this person hides too deep! I originally suspected Mohand, but it turns out that I was wrong to blame him."

Chen Ling sighed. This can't be blamed on Saidu, it is that the person is indeed hiding too deeply. If it hadn't been for this time that the system was activated and Chen Ling had seen something, he would not have thought that the leader's eyeliner would be him at this time.

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