After listening to Chen Zhuoxin's translation, Adnan Shukerijumah's body shook even harder. He trembled, not as enthusiastic as before: "Can you spare me? I promise you whatever you want." (English) The following are translated by Chen Zhuoxin, so I will not elaborate on it.

Wu Xiao'bo hit Adnan Shukerijumah's bearded face and laughed: "I always thought that the terrorists at the base are all fearless, and there are also fears of death." Chu Bo held his hand and nodded: "Those who are not afraid of death are the lowest and most ignorant terrorists. If he were not afraid of death, he would not have the status he is today. Fearing death is instinct, and living well is the ability."

"Please, let me go, I will give you as much money as you want. I will give you ten million US dollars, and you can live a stable life with the money. You will never make so much money in your life. If you let me go, you will no longer live such a life of fighting and killing." (English)

Chu Bo and Wu Xiao looked at each other, then tilted their faces and laughed. Chu grabbed Adnan Shukerijumach's ear and said slowly: "If you think you can buy us with money, you will look down on us too much. Let me tell you not to say 10 million, even if you give 10 million, our brothers will not be moved." (Central)

Wu Xiaobo kicked him in the ass and sneered: "That's it, you'll just give up." (Second) After saying that, he shook his head at Chen Zhuoxin and others: "Tie him into the car, I'll take him to see Brother Dong." Chen Zhuoxin and the other two brothers nodded at the same time. The former raised a gun and pointed it at his sun's acupoint: "Don't act like a 'flower', otherwise I'll shoot you."

Adnan Shukerijumah had a premonition of his death approaching and his body was limp and unable to walk. Seeing this, the two Wendonghui brothers stood up and dragged him away. The remaining brothers were in a wooden box and fainted from drugs several times under the carriage of the cableway. After hardships, the group of people loaded more than three tons of drugs into twelve carriages (two cars on each cableway).

As for Adnan Shukerijumah, Chen Zhuoxin and the other two were held in a car alone.

"Cruff", the car slowly started. In just over ten minutes, Adnan Shukerijumah would bring it back to the black army base. He was unwilling to accept his fate being "fighted" by Xie Wendong. Even if there were more than ten minutes left, he would not give up.

Adnan Shukerijumah tied his hands behind his back and sat on a corner of the car wall. He raised his head, looked around, and finally set his target on Chen Zhuoxin. Convincing the little boss was the only possibility of escape, he said tentatively: "Can you give me a cigarette?" (English)

Chen Zhuoxin lowered his eyes and looked at him, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, 'smoothed' one for himself. After taking two or three puffs, he handed it over. Adnan Shukerijumah opened his mouth and took the cigarette, and suddenly 'smoothed' a few sips: "Good cigarettes. I also like to 'smooth' cigarettes. I have the world's top Cuban 'mont' cigars. How about I send you a few boxes to try when I have the chance to do it?" (English)

"I don't 'smooth' cigars, that thing is too choking. I like the soft taste of Greater China." (English) When it comes to cigarettes, Chen Zhuoxin seemed to be very interested.

There is a book called "How to Make a Female Friend". The book says that if you want to chat with a strange "female" child, you must first observe what she likes. Starting from the topics that the other party is interested in will greatly increase the other party's favorability for you. Although Adnan Shukerijumaher has never read this book and Chen Zhuoxin is not a "female" child, its basic principles are the same.

Adnan Shukerijumah took a deep breath: "This cigarette feels good, it shouldn't be cheap." (English, omitted below)

Chen Zhuoxin also 'sucked' a dot and took a deep breath: "It's a high-end cigarette in zg, one hundred yuan per pack. Oh, it's almost sixteen US dollars."

Adnan Shukerijumacher: "Sixteen dollars, in our place, sixteen dollars can buy a life."

Chen Zhuoxin: "Haha, where are you so worthless?"

Adnan Shukerijumah blew the ashes with his mouth: "It's as worthless as the sand in the desert. Sometimes he even kills oneself because of a piece of bread. The leader of Bin Laden is a disciple of Allah, who was sent by Allah to save the suffering. In order to rescue thousands of brothers from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible, the leader of Bin Laden formed al-Qaeda."

Adnan Shukerijumah used brainwashing methods to the Middle East and Arabs in Chen Zhuoxin's hands, trying to impress Chen Zhuoxin with true feelings.

Sure enough, Chen Zhuoxin was "moved by it". He remained silent and listened patiently to him continue.

Seeing that the other party did not reject Allah's statement, Adnan Shukerijumah continued: "Every brother of Al Qaeda is the guardian of Allah. After we grow stronger and defeat the 'corrupt regime' of the American imperialism and the Islamic world, each guardian will receive the reward of Allah. Money, 'female', good cigarettes, good wine, and antiques."

"'female'?" Chen Zhuoxin's eyes showed a lewd light: "I heard that where are you, can a man marry seven or eight 'female' people?"

It turned out that the person in front of him liked the 'female'. Adnan Shukerijumah felt aroused in his heart and said with a wicked smile: "If you want to marry a few, Allah will reward the most beautiful 'female' to the bravest guard."

"How is the 'female' over there?" This is what Chen Zhuoxin cares most. Adnan Shukerijumaher was tied with his hands and turned his head to look at the robe on his body: "I have a wallet in my pocket, and there are photos of my five wives in my wallet. If you like it, you can give it to you, as long as we are friends."

Chen Zhuoxin did not seem to reject the word "friend" in Adnan Shukerijumah's mouth. He squatted down and 'touched' his robe pocket.

A brother from Wen Donghui scratched his head and said curiously: "Brother Chen, what are you looking for?" (Chinese)

Chen Zhuoxin didn't even raise his eyelids and said perfunctorily: "I didn't look for anything. Let's see if this kid has any valuable things on him. Let's buy wine."

"Brother Chen is considerate." The brother who drove the car smiled and said, "That's right, you can eat delicious food and drink spicy food with Brother Chen." Brother Wen Donghui, who was scratching his head, said with a smile.

While speaking, Chen Zhuoxin had already touched the wallet that Adnan Shukerijumah mentioned. He straightened up and opened the wallet and saw that there was indeed a photo of a young girl. The "women" in Arab countries usually had black scarves to cover their faces. Except for their own husbands, it was difficult for others to see their true faces.
Chapter completed!