The next journey was very stable. Except for accidental encounters a small sandstorm, there were no more twists and turns.

The three of them changed into driver's seats. Although Jiang Chen didn't have a car, he still took the driver's license and there was no problem in driving such a pickup truck.

Because considering that Tikrit might have fallen into the hands of IS, Roberts decided to go a little bit after discussing with Nick and Jiang Chen, and went north along Lake Celsal, then headed east to Samarra, and then headed to Baghdad.

In short, try to avoid all combat hotspots.

The four of them were still in the car for one night.

The sound of the air fighter skiing by is really a little worried, but the shells did not fall. Obviously, the fluorescent sign still played a role.

Nick, the Russian man, found a reason casually and changed positions with Jiang Chen. Roberts looked at Jiang Chen ambiguously, lowered his voice and leaned into Jiang Chen's ear and said.

"Don't worry, we slept very hard. If you...hehe, I won't see it." After saying that, Roberts glanced at Aisha, who was huddling in a corner of the seat with a joking expression.

"Roll the ball!"

Not to mention that Jiang Chen is not interested for the time being, even if he has it, the smell will not be able to taste.

For refugees who are escaping, they naturally do not have the time to consider cleaning, and everything is given priority to survival.

Aisha also knew that her body must be smelly now, and her dirty face could not see any beauty, so she hurried in the corner of the car door with a very inferiority, hoping that it would not arouse Jiang Chen's disgust.

In fact, although she had some smell on her body, it did not reach the level that made Jiang Chen feel disgusted. Jiang Chen could fall asleep as if nothing had happened in the stench caravan, so he naturally wouldn't care about this smell.

What's more, Roberts, who hasn't taken a shower for a week, may be worse than her at this moment.

"I... may smell a little. But I can guarantee that after taking a shower, my body will satisfy you." Aisha said biting her lip. For her, saying this sentence almost took away all the courage in her body.

Two whistles came from the front, and it was obvious that Roberts and Nick were not asleep.

These two animals... Jiang Chen cursed inwardly.

"Ahem...no, I don't mind." Huh? I always feel something is wrong with this.

Aisha's cheeks raised a blush, but she couldn't tell under the dirty stains.

"Is it okay for an Islamic woman to marry a han? I heard that hans believe in Confucianism." Roberts's teasing voice suddenly rang.

She didn't say anything, but just looked at Jiang Chen.

"That's what you think, and we also think that you are all Christians. You guys talk about shit much more often than gods all day long. Also, didn't your Chinese teacher tell you that Confucianism is not a religion?" Jiang Chen cursed with a smile.

Of course this is controversial.

Roberts shrugged and said with a smile: "Don't look at me like this, I still have prayers, when necessary."

Jiang Chen looked at Aisha, hesitated for a moment, and said in a serious tone: "You have heard that I have no faith and do not plan to believe in any religion in the future. I heard that I-Slan women cannot marry pagans, and even so, it doesn't matter?"

"It doesn't matter." Aisha shook her head, "You have eliminated the devil who did evil in his name for Allah. You are my hero... Besides, if you were not for you, I might have died in humiliation. Since you saved me, I am your private property."

Jiang Chen's Adam's apple moved slightly, looked at the calmness in her eyes, and finally said nothing.

To be honest, he was a little moved.

How many men are not interested in beauty? I have been single for more than 20 years, but I am still lost in another world...

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are good men who are self-disciplined. However, Jiang Chen is very frank and is a vulgar person. He did not have that material foundation before, so he naturally did not cultivate such elegant sentiments.

Just follow, anyway, you won’t lose a piece of meat if you are followed. He has money and can afford it.

It may be quite beautiful after washing, after all, it is exotic. Beautiful driver and bodyguard? Just cultivate it in this regard.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen felt much more relaxed and no longer worried about anything.

As for the two animals in front, they were already snoring like thunder...

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In the early morning, the three of them simply ate a few compressed biscuits, then drank two sips of water and dealt with the breakfast.

Judging from the GPS, their location is very close to Baghdad. About 20 kilometers northwest of Baghdad city, four people were stopped by patrolling American soldiers. After a brief inspection, the soldiers did not make things difficult for them.

Roberts skillfully presented the green card to the squad leader on duty, and then borrowed a satellite phone on the Hummer. The guy squatted aside, made several calls in a row, and then returned the phone to the American soldier on duty.

Although these American soldiers' behavior in the local area is quite bad, they are still very restrained when they meet their own citizens. After all, no one wants to receive a summons from their own courts. The young man from Ohio standing next to Jiang Chen even chatted with him. He seemed to treat Jiang Chen as a CTV reporter and asked if Jiang Chen could give him a close-up shot.

As for the Nick, who was obviously a personal bodyguard, he leaned against the Hummer and smoked.

Aisha hurried in the car, even though it was as hot as a steamer. From her distrustful look, it can be seen how bad the reputation of these American soldiers was in this area.

Soon, a black shadow appeared in the distance.

It was a bird helicopter, and Jiang Chen also saw a familiar face on it.

The violent airflow brought by the propeller swept the sand on the ground around and blew everyone's faces. After the bird stopped, the man sitting on the side untied his seat belt and jumped off from it.

"Bruce, haha, my old guy, we're meeting again." Roberts laughed and greeted the mercenary in combat uniform.

"Shit, why are you so smelly? It seems that you've been doing a bad job recently?" Bruce patted Roberts on the back, and immediately pushed him aside in disgust.

"Ahem, I've been doing a bit miserable recently, but it's all in the past." Roberts patted the dust on his body, revealing his white teeth.

"I guess things may not be resolved so soon, Mr. Roberts, I'm glad we're meeting again."

Another middle-aged man came down from the helicopter. The man had a hooked nose and glanced at Jiang Chen very sharply. This made Jiang Chen feel a little uncomfortable, but he just frowned and said nothing.

"Ahem, Mr. Lawrence, I'm glad to meet you." Roberts smiled awkwardly and reached out to meet him.

"It seems you have escaped." Lawrence shrugged and said casually.

Bruce walked to Jiang Chen and greeted Jiang Chen.

"That guy Roberts, I didn't expect you to help him." Bruce smiled bitterly, then took the cigarette handed over by Jiang Chen.

"Who is that person? Roberts seems to be afraid of him." Jiang Chen laughed in a smoke ring.

"Lawrence Alden, FBI agent."

"Please don't leak my personal information to irrelevant foreigners, Mr. Bruce, otherwise I will have to question Blackwater International about the quality of your work." Lawrence heard the conversation between the two and threw Roberts aside and walked towards Jiang Chen and the others.

Bruce rolled his eyes at Jiang Chen with his back to him, shrugged and said, "Anyway, it's just such a guy who is not easy to get along with."

Jiang Chen watched Lawrence walk to him and stared at the uncomfortable gaze for a long time before Lawrence slowly spoke.

"Do you represent your country? Or an individual?"

"Roberts and I are just business friends." Jiang Chen said lightly.

"Then I wish you a prosperous business and I hope you don't meddle in other people's business." Lawrence did not avoid Roberts's intention, glanced at him and spoke directly to Jiang Chen.

"Ahem, don't do this, man." Roberts rolled his eyes and spread his hands, "Maybe we can talk?"

"I'm not interested in the conflict between you, maybe you can discuss it privately?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Discussion?" Lawrence spread his hands and smiled at Roberts, "How are you going to discuss? 400 tons of crude oil from Iran, are you crazy about money?"

"Isn't there any evidence yet?" Roberts smiled without any concern, then put one hand on Lawrence's shoulder, "Man, we can make a deal."

"Oh? You might as well say." Lawrence snorted without comment, but did not open Roberts' hand.

"In order to prevent this special situation from happening, I usually do a little bit of the arms I sell when doing business in sensitive areas. For example, a bullet at the bottom of the box is empty and is loaded with a GPS signal. You can use your imagination wherever this batch of arms will be transported." A trace of cunning flashed across Roberts' face.

Lawrence's face changed.

"thing."

"Here," Roberts smiled and threw a smartphone into Lawrence's hands. "Congratulations, Mr. Lawrence, the future agent supervisor, this is a great achievement."

"Your cleverness saved your life, I will not blame the past." Lawrence glared at Roberts meaningfully, then inserted his phone into his purse, and rushed towards the bird helicopter, "Bruce, let's go, we have to hurry back to the aircraft carrier."

"Okay, boss." Bruce responded, then shrugged at Jiang Chen, and followed.

"And that Patton! I have to talk to him." Roberts shouted to the bird that was taking off.

"as you like!"

The so-called witness protection plan is just a verbal promise. Whether to fulfill it or not is the full screen of Lawrence's words.

"Have you reached an agreement?" Jiang Chen walked to Roberts and said casually.

"That's right. With GPS guidance, a tomahawk missile can lift the ball into the sky. Tsk tsk, I'm afraid that the natives are busy moving the arms into the arsenal. Shit, this is a great achievement." Roberts smiled happily, and then hugged Jiang Chen, "No matter these politicians are full of shit, let's go to Baghdad for a drink, I'll treat you."

"Your nerves are really big enough." Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

"This is what it is after working in this industry for a long time. Maybe it's time for me to consider industrial transformation." Roberts shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Iran's crude oil business can't be done anymore. I have to go to Saudi Arabia, and the shell company has to be closed quickly."

The three of them returned to the pickup truck and said goodbye to the American soldiers on duty. Roberts sat in the driver's seat and started the car and drove towards the direction of downtown Baghdad.

"Are you any clue?" Jiang Chen said casually.

"It's a little...yes! Movie! Haha, the Hollywood producer is a good identity. Next time you come to Los Angeles to find me, I'll arrange a few Hollywood girls to play with you." Roberts said with a smile.

"Hollywood stars, can you play?" Jiang Chen smiled and glanced at Roberts.

Roberts's hand was on the steering wheel and grinned, "Los Angeles is a place full of dreams. As long as you are a producer, those blond kids who fantasize about becoming famous overnight will stick their butts and beg you for the rest of the way. This damn dream is really his mother's awesome..."

"It seems that the entertainment industry in any country is the same." Jiang Chen smiled and suddenly remembered that Liu Yao.

A playful smile flashed across his face.

If you don’t have to get the producer’s identity to play with it? Anyway, it’s just a matter of spending money.
Chapter completed!