Dragoon fighter

Chapter 78-Buka

There was a crisp sound, and a whip shadow was thrown over quickly, and the stone was blown away in the air. The Kazakh man Balta Burke who accompanied Lin Mo to the town cursed angrily, and at this time, several figures emerged from an alley. A child, yelling and throwing stones at Lin Mo.

The little boy caught by Lin Mo took advantage of the situation and kicked Lin Mo's leg hard. With a hiss, the clothes on his shoulders were torn open, and tears immediately appeared in the little boy's eyes. , obviously the price was not light, the pain was severe, but without any hesitation, he ran directly into the nearest alley and disappeared.

Lin Mo reacted with only a piece of rag left in his hand. He completely ignored the stone thrown at him, but did not pursue him. This kid was full of tricks, and he actually had his accomplices to cover him. He was really cunning.

Balta Burke swung the whip. It is an innate instinct for the wrangler to play with the whip. He whipped several stones away, but there were still a few stones flying towards Lin Mo, but Lin Mo did not dodge. In other words, the stone flew past Lin Mo's body without hitting anything.

In Lin Mo's eyes, the extremely slow flight path of those few stones was completely impossible to touch him, so he was even more lazy to dodge. This was the avoidance and attack instinct of the dragon knights and pilots. Aircraft guns, missiles, flying arrows and magic The attack envelope is much more powerful than throwing stones.

"Forget it, Balta Burke! It wasn't stolen either!" Lin Mo dropped the rag in his hand and watched the group of children who suddenly appeared to rescue his accomplices disperse in a hurry, and stopped planning. Bareta Burke rushed over.

Swear words in Kazakh are extremely rare, and many of them are from other languages. Baltabok was so angry that he only repeated a few words over and over. Even Lin Mo, who did not understand Kazakh, could understand what they meant. .

"These thieves! They won't turn into man-eating wolves when they grow up!"

The grassland herdsmen were extremely angry at these thieves who got something for nothing and wasted other people's hard work. Balta Burke spat on the ground angrily.

Lin Mo could only find someone else and ask Baretta Burke to translate for him, but what Lin Mo didn't expect was that the seemingly honest and honest grocery store owner did not directly answer Baretta Burke's inquiry enthusiastically. Instead, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed them.

This gesture is an international lingua franca, asking for money!

Damn it, asking for directions will cost you money!

Lin Mo took out ten yuan from his wallet. In Central Asia and the surrounding areas of China, RMB is still a hard currency.

The grocery store owner glanced at the banknotes in Lin Mo's hand and waved his fingers calmly. Not enough!

Lin Mo took out another ten yuan note and shook his head!

Lin Mo got angry, took out a bright red one hundred yuan and slapped it in the hand of the grocery store owner. He didn't even let Baretta Burke translate, pointed directly at the store owner and said: "If you don't have enough, I will tear it down." Got your shop!"

He's blackmailing his lover, who are these people? It's true that people's hearts are alienated from each other.

The expression and movements on Lin Mo's face, coupled with the fact that a Kazakh man was bluffing and doing evil things, the grocery store owner understood clearly. Opening a store in such a chaotic town, he certainly knew what is enough, and he quickly took it from Lin Mo's hand. He grabbed the hundred-yuan note from inside, and in a strange Kazakh accent, he waved his hands and pointed the way to Lin Mo and Bareta Burke.

Anyone who can do business here, as long as the other party to the transaction is not too weak, there will be no fraud in the room. The grocery store owner who took the money gave a very detailed answer, and even drew a simple town map on the counter with saliva stained his face. Finally, finally Let Lin Mo's one hundred yuan note not be wasted in vain.

Following the instructions of the grocery store owner, Lin Mo and Baretta Burke found a small courtyard with a broken wall on the edge of the town. The low wall could see everything in the yard. It was dilapidated and shabby, even the livestock could be seen. Not far away, the door of the dilapidated house was half ajar.

The life of this intelligence informant was quite miserable, Lin Mo thought to himself, knocked on the courtyard door, and said loudly: "Aji, Aji! Are you there?"

It seemed that no one was at home, and there was no response at all. He pushed the courtyard door lightly, and it seemed that it was not locked. With a little force, the door fell sideways with a creaking and groaning sound.

Lin Mo handed the reins of the bay horse to Barta Burke and walked in alone, shouting as he walked.

The strange thing is that there is no response. Logically speaking, someone should come out to communicate with him and give him the secret signal. Why is there no sound at all, but Lin Mo feels that there is someone in the house, and there are fluctuations in breathing.

He directly reached for the door of the house. Like the courtyard door, it was still unlocked. There seemed to be a strange smell in the house, which made Lin Mo cover his nose immediately.

Perhaps it was the sound of the door being pushed open. Lin Mo could feel the breathing in the room involuntarily speeding up. He walked directly towards the place where the breathing was pulsating, passed through the hall, and entered the small backyard, aiming directly at the place. Pointing to the kitchen with the chimney, the faint sound of breathing came from here.

This was discovered by the dragon knight's keen senses. If not for this, Lin Mo really didn't know that there were still people in this courtyard that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time and seemed to be uninhabited.

Lin Mo pushed open the kitchen door, only to see a thin figure huddled in a pile of dilapidated dead branches and firewood next to the earthen stove. His exposed clothes and limbs were trembling slightly. The door was pushed open, and the sunlight outside suddenly illuminated Entering the kitchen, Lin Mo clearly heard a suppressed exclamation coming from behind the dusty firewood pile.

"Come out! I see you!" Lin Mo leaned on the tattered wooden door cover leisurely and looked at the firewood pile.

At this time, a young and frightened face came out from behind the pyre and came face to face with Lin Mo.

"Ah! You!" The frightened expression on the little boy's face turned into one of extreme surprise when he saw Lin Mo. Lin Mo was also deeply surprised. He was very unfamiliar and familiar. He was probably the first person in this town. An acquaintance, it was the little boy who just took his wallet.

"You!" Lin Mo was equally surprised. They were really enemies on a narrow road. The hole in the little boy's clothes and shoulder was scratched by him when he escaped from Lin Mo.

"You, what do you want to do! Did you take your wallet back?" The little boy seemed to be greatly frightened. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He quickly backed away from Lin Mo and shrank into a corner regardless of the filth.

Lin Mo laughed. This gray-faced little guy was really as timid as a rabbit. He smiled, squatted down, raised his hands and said, "Haha, you don't have to be afraid. I'm not here to find you. Why are you here?" "

"This, this is my home!" The little boy sniffed and wiped his nose. His brown pupils stared at Lin Mo with fear and vigilance. His hands were unconsciously scratching on the ground for anything that could protect him. Even if it is a blade of grass.

"Your family? Who are you, Aji?" Lin Mo seemed to want to find out the characteristics of this little boy and the short, fat, and narrow eyes of Aji in the intelligence, but no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that Aji had anything to do with this alien. What are the genetic characteristics of Little Shota?

Lin Mo forgot that he was a foreigner here.

"He is my father!" When the little boy heard Lin Mo say "Aji", his heart relaxed a lot. At least he was not an enemy.

"Your father? Where is Aji? I came to find him. I have made an appointment with him to meet here. Where is he?" Lin Mo was a little surprised. A short, fat and ugly guy like Aji could actually give birth to such a child. Child, could it be a genetic mutation?

"My, my father is dead!" The little boy's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

"Where's your grandma?" Lin Mo remembered that Aji also had a Uyghur wife. This house in this yard shouldn't look like no one lives in it.

"He's dead too. He was beaten to death!" Lin Mo's words seemed to touch the little boy's sadness. He couldn't help but burst into tears. His dirty hands covered with dust wiped away his tears, which turned into a painted face in the blink of an eye. cat.

"He was beaten to death!" Lin Mo was surprised. How could this happen? It had only been a few days. When the action plan was received, there was no news that the contact person was in danger. Why did he find the contact as soon as he arrived? People have had accidents long ago.

What is going on here?

"When did it happen?" Lin Mo stood up, walked over, pulled Aji's son up from the ground, dusted him off, and asked in a gentle tone.

"Half a month ago, a group of people rushed into the house. My grandmother was outside to stop them. As soon as my father hid me, they dragged me away. Even my grandmother was missing. The next day, in the town, Uncle Baterhan from the cavalry team found the bodies of my father and mother-in-law outside the town. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The little boy cried with tears all over his face.

"Okay, stop crying. What's your name?" Lin Mo then remembered that he hadn't asked the little boy's name yet, but the accidental death of the contact person made him feel that this operation was not that simple and he had to contact him as soon as possible. Just go to Gemini in the intelligence team and report the situation.

After losing his parents suddenly, the little boy was extremely wary of everyone and had a strong sense of self-protection. Just because Lin Mo called out his father's name and spoke to him softly, the little boy's wariness suddenly dropped. At the lowest point, he obediently announced his name: "My name is Buka!"

"Your father and mother are gone, how do you live?" Lin Mo looked at the dark and thin little boy who seemed to have not had a bath or a full meal for a long time, as if he was reminded of his own childhood, strange In the garbage that exudes the stench of putrefaction in Jie Xiao City, a thin figure is working hard to dig through the garbage, just looking for a bite of food to satisfy his hunger, or wrestling with wild dogs, not caring about the skin and flesh being torn, just for a bit of meat on a bone.

"It's just that" Buka's face turned red with difficulty, he paused crying, and choked out: "I just rely on stealing some things to make ends meet, and I rely on Terek, Gamanbai, and Tursen to help each other." They are living a happy life, but their parents are also dead."

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