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Chapter 381 She on the other side of the river

Chapter 381: She on the other side of the river

Samira's friends were also talking about the raid, but since there was no official news, everyone was talking about rumors. The locals who were known to the exchange students each had their own information channels. They swear to tell the information they received, and their intelligence is often in conflict with each other.

An Feng introduced to this group of students as Samira's boyfriend. This time, a total of six exchange students came to Alexander University. During the entire exchange period, students participating in the exchange program will receive a subsidy of 3,000 US dollars, and this exchange program is said to be sponsored by an anonymous rich man in Samira's boyfriend's country. In this way, everyone's eyes looked a little strange - they thought An Feng was the anonymous supervisor of the program.

Because of this sponsorship, the students who come to communicate are well-off, and most of the people who interact with them are local middle-class families. The children in these families yearn for ancient cultures such as pyramids, sphinxes, and Nile. They all hope to experience Egyptian culture in person and even go to Egypt to further their studies. Of course, the University of Peshawar is also very famous, but Egypt... is a holy place in the hearts of all Arabs, and Egyptian exchange students are naturally very popular.

Today's banquet was initiated by a local student. Similar activities originated from the Western education system and are called "homework". That is, visiting classmates' homes, meeting each other's family members, understanding each other's family, further understanding society, etc.

The local student has a large family and has enough rooms to accept Samira's classmates. At the same time, there are three local students accompanying him. In the luxurious restaurant decorated with mosaic murals, more than 20 servants brought hearty meals. There were special band accompaniments during the meal. The dancer danced a very distinctive belly dance, and the man danced a Turkish-style streamer dance...

The banquet lasted until the evening, and most students said they had lived in the homes of the rich, because the streets were in chaos that day and the riots were expanding and escalating. At this time, it was not appropriate to take to the streets at night.

But after exchanging a wink with An Feng, Samira insisted on leaving overnight. The classmates persuaded him, but Samira said, "Thank you, thank you for your kind hospitality, but there are many personal belongings in the house I rented. The neighbors around and around know that I am a foreigner, if I don't go home..."

Samira didn't say the second half, but everyone here understood her unfinished intentions. At this time, the people in the city were looking for opportunities to compensate for their losses, and robbing foreigners was the most just act in their opinion. It would be better if the foreigner was not at home. Without bloody conflicts and moral guilt, the foreigner's property could be steadily put into his pocket. In the future, he would occasionally take out a piece of stolen foreign goods and show off his "patriotic behavior" to his companions.

"Life is like the dewdrops on petals. With just a little touch, the dewdrops will break." The local tycoon student spoke very literary... Well, the Kashmir region is called the source of poetry, where is the earliest relics of human poetry - 65UU years ago. So people in the nearby areas speak very poetic.

The father of a rich classmate is a local arms dealer, mainly selling tanks and planes. He does not participate in the kidnapping, so the rich student does not agree with the kidnapping activities in the city. Now he looks like he is watching the fun without commenting or participating.

To be honest, Samira is the most eye-catching among her classmates. She was originally a beautiful girl, and she was packaged in famous brand clothing and decorated with middle-class jewelry. Obviously, she was far apart from the students who were studying - she was more eye-catching and more bourgeois than them.

The rich students who were willing to develop further friendship with Samira directly regarded An Feng as Samira's bodyguard, and the latter was pretending to be a bodyguard. For such a dazzling classmate, the rich students were willing to provide further protection.

After the rich student repeatedly persuaded him, Samira continued to smile gently, slowly, but shook her head firmly: "Thank you for your kindness. In fact, the streets are not that bad, and all the masters can still pass through. At most, let's be careful and try to bypass the riot areas, or pass through the riot areas and refuse to stop. I think I can get home safely."

Seeing that Samira was so determined, the rich friend looked up and down at Samira's outfit.

The simple Arabic robe was taken off, and the Samilla robe was covered with a decent British brand dress, wearing all kinds of jewelry, Xiao Yaofu was dressed in a shiny and intellectual beauty.

The rich man shook his head, and his heart flashed slightly. He suddenly remembered that Samira had two weeks left to communicate. He wanted to know where the hut Samira rented was. After all, it was difficult to develop private friendships on campus. If he could go to the other party’s “home” visit...thing would be much simpler.

The rich classmate flicked his fingers twice, and immediately a housekeeper came over to ask the young master what he had to ask. The rich man raised his chin and pointed at Samira, with a little reserve and a little showing off his instructions: "Let me find a few people to escort them home."

Who plays with the black market arms, who doesn’t have a few private troops at home?

Hearing his young master's orders, the housekeeper immediately recruited ten people and three cars, and ordered them to escort Samira home in a row - he was attentive, but this attentiveness disrupted An Feng's original plan.

The streets are still very chaotic. Nowadays, many residents are incited to celebrate the riots as festivals. They take to the streets, holding various weapons in their hands, firing randomly into the sky, venting their feelings - this feeling is more happiness than anger.

Peshawar is a tribal autonomous city. Now the order on the surface no longer exists. Fortunately, the hidden rules are still followed.

Three escort vehicles protected Samira to walk to his home. When the residents on the street saw a tycoon taking people out for a trip, they immediately gave up the road obediently and allowed the convoy to pass freely.

Samira sat in the back seat of his car, with thick curtains covering the window, and the night gradually became darker. Samira looked out the window with fear, without any intention of communicating with An Feng. An Feng, who was wrapped in the front and rear convoys, had no right to decide the route of walking. He occasionally saw some interesting targets in the middle, and he could not even slow down the convoy.

When passing a slanted street, An Feng suddenly felt the fleeting tremor of his heart strings - the resonance effect appeared again.

The speed of the car did not decrease, and An Feng had only time to glance at the corner of the street through the rearview mirror.

At the corner of the street, a very tall woman was wearing a black Arabian robe, with a veil on her face, and only a pair of eyes were exposed. She was holding a half-old AK47 rifle in her hand, pretending to be excited and cheering with the people around her... No, although she was full of excitement, for some reason, An Feng always felt that she was a little out of place with the surrounding environment.

Maybe, it was because the other party was too tall and stood out; maybe, although the other party was in a state of participation, the eyes exposed in the veil were very cold. She looked at the crowd around her like an idiot, cheering and jumping, but her movements were always half a beat slower than others, and she seemed weak.

The other party seemed to feel the trembling heart. When the convoy was rolling by on the road of failure, she looked at the car and looked at An Feng's gaze through the back mirror. The speed of the car quickly made the eyes of the two of them stagger.

Susanna hasn't left the city yet.

After the operation, An Feng did not leave the city immediately. Many reasons were concealment, and the real reason was right in front of him.

He did not intend to cover the withdrawal of others, as the action plan he had formulated was originally.

On the surface, the reason for the plan to be so formulated is that because he has more advanced flight equipment, because his skills are enough, he is not afraid of these bandits all over the city, and because after the last operation, he immediately obtained a new mission and had no rest for a moment, so he did not plan to return immediately, so he took advantage of the end of the mission to take a short rest and satisfy his wish.

Peshawar is an ancient city. The city buildings here have a history of about a thousand years. The humanistic history and heritage of the city are very rich. An Feng came to the city to perform two tasks, but he had not had time to browse the city scenery.

It is dangerous to stay in this city after the mission is completed, because many people have seen An Feng's face. He continues to wander around the city and is inevitably bumped into it and recognized by others - so the action manual repeatedly requires the agents to evacuate quickly after the mission is completed. Er An Feng's current stay is a taboo in the agents' mission.

However, when I came to this city to perform the second mission, it was a violation of the taboo. The boss who violated the taboo assigned An Feng to come to Peshawar again, perhaps because of An Feng's extraordinary skills.

Since his boss violated the taboo first, An Feng also planned to indulge him a little - anyway, he had decided to go back to this mission and replace the familiar face with a new plastic surgery, so he cut off all contact and stayed in Peshawar, hoping to leave some beautiful memories for his face.

He actually thought about it in advance: Susanna did not evacuate either.

Does Susanna have further tasks?

Looking back, the boss allowed An Feng to stay in this city, and he used An Feng and Susanna as bait or as lurking pawns to stay in the city to continue to convey further news - these two people are capable of protecting themselves, and they have enough means to hide themselves.

An Feng hid herself by using two foreign exchange students. I don’t know what method Susanna used to hide in the crowd. It seems that Susanna’s actions are much more free than An Feng. She can walk to the street without any scruples, pretend to be a happy crowd, and observe the progress of the riots nearby.

There is more than one action group behind An Feng. Is there a team behind Susanna?

Now An Feng and Susanna know each other's existence, but they seem to be isolated by a river. They can only stand on the other side and look at their former companions' "lovers" or their former "couples".

On that mafia vacation island, An Feng met Susanna after leaving for the first time. Afterwards, An Feng did not report this experience to his superiors, nor did he need to report to his superiors. He has the right to be a human being, and everyone has privacy, so there is no need to reveal all his privacy to his superiors.

I don't know if Susanna has remained silent about this encounter.

In the city of Peshawar, it took nearly two hours from the home of a rich student to Samira's temporary residence. Everyone tried to choose the traffic master to walk on the road. There were few riots on the road. However, there were few people on the street at this time, so the vehicles stopped in front of the hut door without any obstacles. The hut captain in charge of escorting jumped out of the car and took a photo of An Feng and Samira. The photo was based on the hut rented by the two, which showed that they had delivered Samira safely to their house.

Before waving goodbye, the captain of the guard pointed at the car An Feng was riding in and muttered in a low voice: "The car is good."

Immediately, the captain of the guard jumped out of the car, said goodbye and left.

The courtyard was very quiet, and the guests in the west wing would never leave the house. Lavier didn't like to show up in public. When she heard the sound of the courtyard door, she opened the door of the east wing and stood at the door of the house to greet: "Come in quickly, the school is calling."

Samira walked into the east wing with two tin cans in her arms happily, saying indifferently: "The school still calls at this time, it's the weekend."

After saying that, Samira raised the beautiful tin can in her hand, showed it for a moment, and replied: "Our classmate also asked me about you. He said he had sent you an invitation, and you and I were inseparable. Why did I come and you didn't come."

Lavier immediately turned aside, and she asked with interest: "How did you answer?"

"Haha, I said you are uncomfortable, and you can't ask about the discomfort of women."

After a moment of pause, Samira divided the two tin cans and handed them to Lavier: "This is a gift given by the rich, I will share one for you. Haha, this rich man loves to dress up and art. Look at his gift, it is quite elegant."

The tin can contains alpine cold tea. It is said that when Pakistan was still under British rule, several British officers found excellent tea tree species from China and planted them in various mountainous areas of the Greater India region. Some of these tea tree species produce black tea and some produce green tea. The largest tea production area is the mountainous area of ​​Pakistan. These teas are sold back to China and are all called "Ceylon Tea" Lilankan tea).

Using tea as a gift is not high, and the cultural significance is very strong. The two girls immediately opened the tin can and tasted the black tea immediately. To drink such black tea, you need to add milk and add some honey, and An Feng cooked the milk naturally... Until half an hour later, the girls were still talking about the banquet scene. An Feng couldn't hold it anymore and whispered: "Lavier, you just said that the school was called? On weekends, Te Te called. Is there anything urgent?"

Ravier was holding a white porcelain teacup in his hand and was tasting the new tea leaves. She didn't raise her eyelids and said, "Oh, I heard that the incident in Peshawar has become a big deal. The explosion that night was caused by a special forces of a certain country coming to rescue the hostages. The rescued hostages have appeared on the TV station. It is said that this is a large-scale joint operation of multiple special forces.

I heard that the international community was angry and planned to sanction Peshawar and punish the local kidnapper group. It is said that another orator said on TV: Evil, even if it is based on cities, must not be tolerated.

My teacher called to remind me that Western countries have sent notices asking their expatriates to evacuate from Pakistan urgently. My teacher called to warn me to avoid walking outside during this period, minimize appearances, and be prepared to evacuate at any time."

An Feng immediately jumped up: "Notify the expatriates to evacuate urgently. You know what this means - this is a prelude to a military strike."

Lavier raised his eyes and asked inconfidently: "It's not that serious. The whole city is full of armed civilians, and many houses are held hostages. This is a secret that I even know. How can I attack the military?"

Samila was more decisive. She looked at An Feng and asked quickly: "Now, what decision do you have?"

An Feng thought for a while and replied: "Don't worry about what the school said, you two will evacuate first."

"Then..." Lavier asked timidly.

"Then..." Samira asked with a bright look.

"You go to France first. France is gentle to Arabia. We meet in France. Well, which French city do you like?"

Samira and Lavier looked at each other, and immediately Samira spoke quickly: "Paris is too noisy. It may not be appropriate to go to Paris at this time. Let's go to Lyon, which city is quieter."

At this moment, a noise came from outside the yard, mixed with several gunshots. An Feng quickly returned to the front of the TV. He turned on the TV, took out a computer from the TV cabinet, and entered a string of data on the computer. Immediately, outside the yard, the scene on the street appeared on the TV screen.

The car parked at the door had a reversing camera installed at the rear, and an anti-collision camera was installed in front of the car and on the side. However, these camera equipment can be connected to Bluetooth devices.

An Feng controlled the computer to connect to Bluetooth, and the image seen by the camera immediately reflected on the TV.

There were seventeen or eighteen militants in front of the door of the house diagonally opposite, including men and women. At this time, the other party had destroyed the gate of the courtyard and was rushing into the courtyard. Several armed personnel left at the gate of the courtyard were also pointing at the house An Feng and whispering.

Samila screamed and murmured: "I remember there was a female foreign language teacher living in that house. She was French. She had a gentle personality and loved to laugh. She liked to gather with students - today is the weekend, and she didn't go to the students' house?"

An Feng sighed: "Pack up your jewelry and prepare to withdraw."

The two girls were very nervous. At this time, the people who were staying on the street had already walked towards the house rented by An Feng. They stopped by the car for a while and studied around the car for a while. At this time, the two girls were packing their luggage quickly. An Feng pushed open the door and went straight into the west wing.

In the west wing, Prisoner No. 2 had three Band-Aids stuck on his mouth, almost covering his mouth tightly. Prisoner No. 1 was standing by the window, lifting a corner of the curtain and peeking out. An Feng quickly glanced inside the room. He found that the TV in the room was still slightly hot, and it was estimated that the TV had just been turned off.

No. 1 was very alert. At this time, he had noticed the noise outside the door. His clothes were tied up. He had two pistols inserted on his waist, holding a spear in his hand, and a few rod-shaped grenades inserted into his trouser bag. An Feng was not delayed and said straight to the point: "Someone is here to cause trouble for us. Now there are two tasks, one is to block and the other is to retreat. You can pick it."
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