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179. Chapter 179 Doubt

Wind speed 26/s, temperature 24, humidity 28%...

Yan Fenghuo picked up the sniper rifle and narrowed his left eye slightly, targeting Alimu who was staying in a hotel.

It is very difficult to snipe with a PM sniper rifle at this distance. Although the accuracy of this sniper rifle is recognized by the world, the maximum accurate hit range it can control can only reach 1100 meters. A range of 1800 meters requires the use of a reflex weapon.

The equipment is a sniper rifle, and it must be equipped with a special warhead.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, and Yan Fenghuo pulled the trigger the moment he locked Alimu, without hesitation.

"Crash", the glass of the hotel where Alimu was staying was shattered by a bullet, and the people inside immediately became confused.

But there were no casualties, and the warhead was inaccurate and only shattered the glass.

After completing the sniper attack, Yan Fenghuo immediately disassembled the sniper rifle, installed it, left the hill and ran down the mountain.

Alimu, who was in charge of alliance negotiations of the East Turkistan Islamic Movement, was sniped, which immediately made everyone nervous. Their first suspicion was that Chinese agents had infiltrated here in order to terminate their alliance.

At the same time, people from both sides immediately searched the whole city, trying to find the assassin. The whole town was in a state of excitement, and anyone who saw Dongfang's face would question him carefully.

Under the influence of interests, armed organizations large and small are used by the East Turkestan Islamic Movement and the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force. Just like when others eat meat, they want to take a sip of soup. The reason is that everyone will suffer and everyone will be prosperous.

Yan Fenghuo, who failed in the sniper kill, walked leisurely towards the city, but the sniper rifle was no longer on him and he was carrying two large-caliber revolvers.

"Stop!" A group of armed men shouted at Yan Fenghuo with guns and stared at him warily.

"Of course, of course, I have stopped." Yan Fenghuo smiled and took out two pistols while still saying: "What happened in the city? Was Alimu killed by a sniper or was Parra killed by a sniper? Hahaha,

I come here with sincerity."

When they heard the word "sniper kill", the militants immediately became nervous. They pressed their guns against Yan Fenghuo and asked, "How do you know that Mr. Alimu was killed by a sniper attack?"

"Of course I know, because I'm here to help him." Yan Fenghuo raised his head and said with a bright smile.

"Are you here to help him?" A trace of vigilant doubt appeared on the face of the militant leader.

"Yes, I'm here to help him. Without my help, Alimu would be dead, do you understand?" Yan Fenghuo said confidently.

The leader of the militants stared at Yan Fenghuo for a long time, waved his hand and said, "Take him away."

Several armed men immediately controlled Yan Fenghuo and took him towards the city until they arrived at the hotel where Alimu was staying.

This hotel only has three floors, and it has been wrapped up by three floors inside and three outside. The assassination just now made people on both sides nervous to the limit, and this tension does not only come from the outside, but also from their mutual suspicion.

nervous.

Alimu, who had the obvious appearance of an East Turkestan terrorist, stared at Parra sitting directly opposite him, with quite unfriendly eyes. He was suspicious that the sniper attack he had just suffered was entirely the work of the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force.

Directed.

Parra, whose face was covered with only one pair of eyes exposed, sat in a chair and drank coffee quite naturally. Her eyes were very calm, and she did not have any bad mood swings because the other party doubted her.

"I need an explanation." Alimu put his hands together and stared at Parra and said: "You provided the hotel, but I was killed by a sniper. If it weren't for my fate, I might have died. So in

You have to give me an explanation on this matter, do you understand?"

Alimu believed that he had enough reasons to doubt, and in fact, he should also doubt. The two are only in the contact stage now, and it is very natural and reasonable for the two to doubt each other.

When asked, Parra lifted her veil, took a sip of coffee, and said calmly to Alimu: "I don't need to give you any explanation. If I want to kill you, I will never fail. I am doing so with the intention of friendly cooperation.

It’s the purpose, and this is the only purpose. So I can’t give you any explanation, I can only express my sympathy for your experience.”

With a "bang" sound, Alimu slammed the table.

As he pounded the table, the organization members holding AKs behind him immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Parra's people. However, the soldiers in desert camouflage behind Parra did not move at all, with disdain on their faces.

There is a big difference in strength between the two. The elite warriors brought by Parra are all elite warriors of the Indo-Tibetan Special Border Force. Any one of them is far superior to the elite warriors of the East Turkistan Islamic Movement. They have received the most cruel and harsh military training.

, and the military training received by the ETIM is only basic training and cannot be compared at all.

"Is this a fight?" Parra put down the coffee cup and said to Alimu: "I hate it when people point guns at me. It makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"snort!"

Alimu snorted heavily and waved his hand to signal his men to lower their guns.

Seeing the other party put down his gun, Parra smiled and said: "Leader Alimu, please believe that we are here with sincerity. If there is suspicion between each other, that is the most terrifying thing. If you really need

If you want an explanation, maybe I can give you an explanation that is not an explanation."

"explain!"

"Killing you won't do us any good, that's how I explain it."

After hearing these words, the suspicion in Alimu's eyes dissipated a lot.

There is no doubt that this is not a true explanation, but this sentence is more useful than any explanation. The other party will not get any benefits at all by killing him. Since he can't get any benefits, there is no need to kill himself.

"Maybe I was impulsive." Alimu shrugged his shoulders and softened his tone and said, "Let's continue."

Unfortunately, Parra had already stood up and said with a smile: "I no longer want to continue with you. Let your organization replace someone. Although I am a female, I like to deal with smart people. Goodbye."

After saying that, Parra walked out.

At this moment, Yan Fenghuo was escorted in.

Seeing Yan Fenghuo being held captive by armed men, Parra's eyes showed a hint of smile, and he turned back and sat down again, his eyes full of interest.

"Mr. Alimu, this man said he was here to help you." The leader of the militants said to Alimu.

Seeing Yan Fenghuo, Alimu's eyes glowed with an indescribable light.

"Alimu," Yan Fenghuo raised his head and said with a smile, "I was the one who carried out the sniper attack on you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yan Fenghuo was immediately pointed at his head by several rifles, and Alimu's eyes were filled with anger.

Faced with such a situation, Yan Fenghuo curled his lips and smiled noncommittally: "But I didn't mean to kill you, I just broke your glass. Do you want to know why?"

"Why?" Alimu asked, staring at Yan Fenghuo.

"Because..." Yan Fenghuo moved his arms and said, "My hands are tied and it feels uncomfortable, and I'm still a little thirsty. Can we sit down and talk? Don't worry, I'm here to help you. There's no doubt about it.

"

Alimu stared at Yan Fenghuo for a long time before waving his hand to loosen his bonds.

After his hands were released, Yan Fenghuo walked straight to the sofa, sat down, snapped his fingers and said, "Clear water."

A glass of water was brought over and Yan Fenghuo drank it in one gulp.

"Yan Fenghuo, give me an explanation." Alimu stared at Yan Fenghuo and said, "If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, today is the day you die."

Faced with the threat, Yan Fenghuo just smiled and looked indifferent.

Parra sitting there quietly looked at Yan Fenghuo's profile, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The Crimea is no longer viable, so I decided to give up the Crimea and choose to help you. Is there any problem?"

Upon hearing this, Alimu's eyes flashed with joy, but he immediately hid it firmly.

"Why?" Alimu asked.

"I have made it very clear," Yan Fenghuo spread his hands and continued: "There is a saying that goes well, follow the wolf to eat meat, follow the dog to eat shit. Kerim is on his last legs, and he is destined to be unable to rise. At this time, I

The best choice is to help someone who can rise, and that person is you. You should be very clear about my abilities. If you get my help... this is a deal, a deal that is of great benefit to you and me.

What do you think?"

"Deal?" Alimu stared at Yan Fenghuo, shook his head and said, "I don't want to have any transaction with you, you are from Crimea."

"Really?" Yan Fenghuo smiled, turned to look at Parra and said, "Ms. Parra, Mr. Alimu refuses to take me in, are you willing to take me in?"

Parra replied without hesitation: "Of course, Mr. Zhao Hongqi lived a good life at my place. We have the best equipment and the space for you to maximize your performance. As long as you are willing, our door is open to you at any time."

.”

Hearing what Parra said, Alimu, who originally wanted to test him out, immediately became unhappy. This was robbing someone in front of his face.

"Yan Fenghuo, if you feel uncomfortable living in Crimea, I welcome you to help me." Alimu immediately sent out an invitation.

Alimu naturally knows everything about Yan Fenghuo's personal abilities. If nothing else, the soldiers trained by this man are unmatched by others. No matter what the other party wants to trade, he must first get it

Let’s talk about it for ourselves. As for Kerim? Let him eat shit!

"But you rejected me just now." Yan Fenghuo shrugged and said, "I have a very strong self-esteem and can't bear the blow of being rejected. So..."

"No, no, no, what I just said is that I won't make any transactions with you, but we can be friends!" Alimu said sincerely: "You and Kerim may be a transaction, but it is definitely not a transaction with me.

I will consider you a true friend, in the witness of Allah.”

A talent is more important than anything else. What the ETIM lacks is talent, especially military talents like Yan Fenghuo. No matter who among these leaders has such a talent, it will be the capital to become stronger in the future.

Although the top leaders of the East Turkestan Movement think Yan Fenghuo is very unreliable, it does not prevent the people below from wanting to take advantage of this talent.

"Friend? I like it!" Yan Fenghuo accepted happily and neatly extended his right hand to Alimu.

The two hands were held tightly together, which meant that Alimu had received help from Yan Fenghuo.

"It's a pity." Parra stood up helplessly and said, "It seems that my invitation has failed again."

After finishing speaking, Parra led her people and walked out. But the moment she turned around, she cast a meaningful look at Yan Fenghuo.

Yan Fenghuo didn't know what this look was, but he knew very well that this woman was far more difficult than Kerim.


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