I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Chen Ling had already noticed that the Horned Viper sent several groups of people out to patrol and arranged lookout posts on some high grounds.

However, Chen Ling's Dao hadn't noticed the uniformed group, nor the blue knight approaching Trida. Perhaps it was because neither of these two groups showed hostility towards Chen Lingsheng.

The three men avoided the militants and gradually approached the parking lot at the head of the village, very smoothly.

"Mr. Chen, how did we drive the car away? They noticed it as soon as the car started." Ali was very careful.

Chen Ling has already considered this issue. Walking into the village can perfectly avoid the militants, but driving out is unrealistic.

"You follow me. There are three militants in the closed room in front. We go in to control them, change their clothes, and then drive away in another car." Chen Ling took a step forward and strode. Walked towards that room. Guillaume and Ali followed.

In the room with the doors and windows closed, three militants were smoking a traditional tobacco, chatting, and placing their guns on the ground casually. After being in Trida for a few days, the militants at the bottom had nothing to do and had already lost their vigilance.

There was news this morning that the chief horned viper had suffered a loss and fled back, seriously injured and bedridden.

There is no good doctor in this desert, and if he is seriously injured, he is almost waiting to die. What the three people discussed was, if the horned viper dies, who will it be with?

Everyone has different opinions. Everyone refuses to accept the others, and the smoke in the room is getting thicker and thicker.

The door was suddenly opened, the dazzling sunlight penetrated in, and the smoke drifted out.

A figure appeared in the smoke.

"Hello brothers, please give us a fire." The figure reached out and grabbed a handful of smoke, placed it in front of his nose, took a long breath through the face towel, and stepped in, followed by another masked face. The man.

A smoking militant squinted his eyes and said, "Close the door. The leader is not allowed to smoke. If he is caught, he will deduct money."

The masked man who came in behind turned and closed the door, and smiled: "What can you do if you don't smoke? Come, I have prepared a lot before this time, brothers, try mine."

As he spoke, he reached into his arms and fumbled. The three militants did not doubt and continued to smoke while looking at the masked man to see what high-quality goods he could take out. Cigarettes that can come from outside are the best, and they taste better.

At this time, the first person to enter had already stood behind the three of them, suddenly raised his palm and cut it on the neck of an militant. The militants slowly fell to the ground.

The other two reacted and squatted down to pick up their guns. The masked man taking out the cigarette flew up, kicked, took a knife from his arms, pounced on it and cut the militant's throat open.

Another militant was choked by his neck from behind and struggled for a few moments and stopped moving.

The masked man opened the door: "Okay, come in."

Chen Ling walked into the room, choked with a cough due to the residual smoke in the room. The two who came in just now were Guillaume and Ali.

"What kind of smoke is this, it's too choking," Chen Ling said.

Ali laughed: "This is said to be made of fiber extracted from camel dung. Like the cat dung coffee, it is a pollution-free natural tobacco."

Chen Ling frowned, feeling a bit two-hearted. "Hurry up and change clothes!"

Holding a paper bag given by his mother in his arms, Montel led a camel and walked out of the village. The militants encountered on the road knew him, and no one stopped him.

Seeing that he was about to ride a camel except for the village, he heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Montel!" someone shouted.

Montel looked back and saw that there were three people with guns on their backs, and two of them had long cloth bags slung on their shoulders. Montell didn't know these three people and had no impression at all.

One of them asked, "Montel, please wait. Excuse me, where is Trida?"

"This is Trida..." The Monteman remembered what his mother had just said, and changed his words: "No, Trida is in Trida."

At this moment, Montel could see clearly that the person speaking was not like a person in the desert.

"who are you?"

"Where is Trida in Trida?" The other party continued to ask without answering Montel's question.

Monteel hesitated. This is not out of the village yet, why did you encounter it?

"Telida is in Tereza's heart." Montell still said according to the words currently explained.

"Wish your mother healthy!" The other party was right. Monteel leaned up: "The Blue Knight?"

"Don't worry, you keep the paper bags first. Walk out with us, walk to the parking lot, you ride a camel, we drive a car, and then go out of the village together."

So the four people walked out together. With Montel's company, Chen Ling and the three people seemed to be going out to do business together, swaggeringly selected a car with a satellite phone, and drove out of the village leisurely. Before leaving the village, he stretched out his hand and waved hello to the militants watching.

Under the old tree south of Trida, Montel took out the paper bag and handed it to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling took it and said, "We have been in last night, and the situation in the village has been completely figured out. We will never let the horned viper blow up the village. You can go back without worry."

Monteel nodded and said, "You take the paper bag. I'll go back and tell my mother."

"You can't go back empty-handed, or they will be suspicious. Pick up some branches and go back." Chen Ling reminded Monteel.

Montell hmmed and said, "Hurry up." He squatted and started picking up branches.

Chen Ling got into the car, started slowly, and walked back.

In the car, Guillaume and Ali, who had already been suffocated, couldn't help but rushed to ask: "Mr. Chen, you have already arranged an inside line in Trida?"

The corners of Chen Ling's mouth rose slightly, and I wonder if he said, "That's it."

Guillaume and Ali glanced at each other. Guillaume leaned on the steering wheel, wondering, but didn't know where to start. Ali didn't have so many worries, and said, "Mr. Chen, I remember that this is your first time in the desert. How come you have an inside line?"

"Everything is arranged, but it is not arranged by me. Don't forget, we are employed by people." Chen Ling pushed everything off to GIGN.

This statement makes sense.

"It's too complicated, it's too complicated!" Guillaume shook his head while driving. "They arranged Ribery and Iside, and we arranged a Montel at their Trida base camp. Then there is more. What arrangement?"

No one answered his question.

Chen Ling opened the paper bag, which contained a letter and an animal's tooth.

"These are the teeth of a camel." Ali said.

Chen Ling remembered the five-member group of the ecstasy in Trezeguet Circus, one of whom also used teeth.

I don’t know if this tooth also has any special function?

"The nomads in the desert like to use camel teeth as their tokens. They have a special way to leave marks on them, intentionally sending simple signals." Ali explained.

"Mr. Chen, can you understand the signals on this?"

Chen Ling shook his head and opened the letter. can not read.

"This is the text of the Tuareg. Do we cooperate with them?" Ali couldn't understand it, but he could see that it was a unique text of the Tuareg.

Chen Ling was at a loss. It was a temporary motive for him to defraud Montel's paper bag, because after coming out of that room, he happened to see Montel. With Montel as an accompaniment, "borrowing a car" will be much more convenient.

Chen Ling also knew that Montell went under that tree to convey information to the Tuaregs. However, he didn't know how powerful the Tuareg was, or when the Tuareg would arrive next.

The five François cheered when Chen Ling returned smoothly.

Majid immediately got into the borrowed car and wanted to call for support, but Chen Ling stopped him.

Originally, Chen Ling planned to let Majid borrowed a satellite phone to call for support, so that the horned viper and his accomplices in Trida could be brought together. However, a group of Tuareg suddenly appeared, which increased the variables.

Now, Chen Ling has other plans.

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