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168. Chapter 168 The Butterfly Effect

At this moment, Kerim clearly felt the smell of death from Yan Fenghuo. He was sure that the other party would definitely kill him. There was nothing adulterated about this feeling, and the fear in his heart was even worse than before. He could

I could clearly feel a bone-chilling coldness rising from the deepest part of my heart, and then permeating my whole body.

"You want to kill me?" Kerim stared at Yan Fenghuo.

"Hahaha..." Yan Fenghuo laughed, threw the pistol in front of Kerim and said: "How could I kill you? If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have saved you just now. Obviously, I can escape from the hand of death.

Anyone who escapes from below will have something that ordinary people cannot have. Kerim, I think you should go further instead of being used as a gunpoint here, what do you think?"

Kerim stared at Yan Fenghuo for a long time, with a smile on his face that was also covered in blood. He admitted that Yan Fenghuo had saved him just now, and if Yan Fenghuo had not rescued him, he would definitely have died. But the scene just now made him

He was extremely heartbroken and could not help but feel a sense of fear towards Yan Fenghuo. But fortunately, he knew that Yan Fenghuo would not kill him, at least not at this time.

The worries in his heart became even more because he was afraid of Yan Fenghuo, so he lost the strategy he had used against Yan Fenghuo at the beginning.

Fear, fear comes from the heart. As long as a person is afraid of another person, he will not have any advantage in front of that person.

In the distance, a group of Indo-Tibetan Special Border Forces came over. At the front was Zhao Hongqi, who was carrying a Barrett M82A1, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Are you still alive?" Zhao Hongqi raised her head at Yan Fenghuo.

"Thanks to you, I'm still alive." Yan Fenghuo stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and said with a smile: "I have to say thank you. If you hadn't shot me just now, I'm afraid I would really

We were beaten into a hornet's nest by these guys."

"It's not a big deal." Zhao Hongqi smiled nonchalantly and looked at Kerim, who was still sitting on the ground, with a ruthless look in his eyes.

Seeing the look in Shu Shu's eyes, Kerim was frightened again. But this kind of fright was much weaker, because his subconscious told him: You still have Yan Fenghuo by your side.

"Listen," Zhao Hongqi licked her lips and said to Kerim: "I still remember what happened two years ago. It's best not to be encountered by me alone next time, otherwise I will kill you without hesitation.

.What I hate most in my life is East Turkistan. I can become friends with any terrorist organization, but I can’t be with you. Do you know why?”

Kerim didn't speak. Although there was anger in his eyes, he was deliberately suppressing it.

After saying this, Zhao Hongqi stood up with a gun in his hand, covered his nose and walked back.

Parra and his party came over and frowned involuntarily when they saw the miserable situation in front of them. It was obvious that the smell here was very unpleasant and nauseating.

"Captain Pala, thank you." Kerim slowly stood up and thanked Pala.

"Haha, the leader of Crime is serious." Parra said with a smile: "We should help each other. Maybe we will be the strongest allies in a short time. It should be considered an honor to contribute to our friends. Fortunately,

You live, otherwise..."

"Yes, we will definitely become the best allies." Kerim nodded.

"I believe so." Parra lightly fanned the air in front of her nose, looked at the blood-red Yan Fenghuo with interest, and walked forward indifferently, stood in front of him, and used a pair of beautiful

He stared at Yan Fenghuo's eyes carefully.

The distance between their cheeks was very close, only a few centimeters touching each other. Parra's behavior made people very confused, but no one dared to question her.

Yan Fenghuo stood there unmoved, staring at Parra's eyes with the same eyes. But while staring at these eyes, he had a feeling that seemed familiar, but he didn't know what this familiar feeling was.

Where does it come from.

"Very good, very good." Parra, who looked at Yan Fenghuo for a while, nodded, stepped back, and said to Kerim: "This subordinate of yours is very good, how about lending it to me for a few days?"

Hearing these words, Kerim's expression changed. He naturally looked at Parra, Zhao Hongqi who was carrying Barrett, and the heavily armed soldiers behind Parra. He didn't know how to answer.

It's good for the other person.

Now he has no soldiers, not a single soldier, except Yan Fenghuo. If the opponent insists on taking Yan Fenghuo away, he obviously has no power to stop it.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding you." Parra's eyes were full of smiles.

Kerim breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile on his face: "Of course I will not refuse Captain Pala's request, but Yan Fenghuo is my friend, not my subordinate, so..."

It's not too late to say this now, and Kerim is also very smart. He said that Yan Fenghuo is his friend. Since he is a friend and not his subordinate, he can't decide whether to stay or leave.

"Oh, really?" Parra looked at Yan Fenghuo again with great interest, and said in surprise: "It turns out that you are a friend of the leader of Crimea. If you are interested, how about coming to my place as a guest?"

I just said it was a joke, but before I said a few words, Parra changed the topic to this again.

Hearing these words, Kerim's eyes changed color again, but his face slowly turned into a smile. He turned his head and looked at Yan Fenghuo, his eyes seemed to have no extraneous expression, it was natural.

"I never do anything for women." Yan Fenghuo refused happily: "There is a saying in our country that only women and villains are difficult to raise."

Zhao Hongqi on the side was happy when he heard this sentence. He found that this kid Yan Fenghuo also had a sense of humor. But the next sentence hit him directly, and he was so angry that he wanted to go up and punch the kid.

"Women are just for sleeping. When you say that a big man works with a woman, does he want to sleep with the woman, or does the woman want to sleep with the man? I despise the most under the power of a woman.

Guys who are looking for a living, instead of doing this, it is better to use their prime youth to yell for sex. Whether you believe it or not, such men still appear, such as the face of Wu Zetian in the Tang Dynasty of our country, most of them are

That’s the kind of man he is.”

Others could not hear the meaning of these words, and they might not know who Wu Zetian was, but Zhao Hongqi could hear the meaning in them. This made Zhao Hongqi involuntarily give Yan Fenghuo a thumbs up: Vicious!

"Hahaha, you are quite interesting, I like you." Parra said her love bluntly.

"But I don't like you, hehe." Yan Fenghuo smiled and said in a gangster manner: "Your figure is not very good. Although your breasts are big, I prefer ones that can be held by one hand. By the way,

I heard that women like you turn into slim waists after giving birth, tsk tsk...not good, it’s very bad anyway.”

Upon hearing this, Parra immediately became angry, her eyes filled with flames burning with anger.

Her performance was seen by her soldiers, who couldn't help but marveled, because they had never seen Parra angry before.

"Smooth-tongued, Zhao Hongqi is more reliable." Parra held back her anger and said to Kerim: "Do you need us to give you a ride?"

"Haha, no need." Kerim shook his head and refused, patted Yan Fenghuo on the shoulder and said, "Yan Fenghuo is enough."

Parra stared at Yan Fenghuo and said, "Then... see you later."

After saying that, Parra took his people and walked away without looking back.

Zhao Hongqi, who was at the end of the team, looked at Yan Fenghuo with a smile and said in Mandarin: "Awesome!"

"I'm not awesome, I'm actually a gangster, hehe." Yan Fenghuo showed a bright smile.

The two people separated and walked farther and farther away until they disappeared and the other party could no longer be seen.

This battle was just a small interlude. Yan Fenghuo knew what would happen after he returned; Zhao Hongqi also knew what he had to do in the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force.

The wind fanned by a butterfly's wings can change the climate thousands of miles away, but Yan Fenghuo and Zhao Hongqi are much more powerful than the butterfly...


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