The American Scripture

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The engine rang again. ≥≥, Zhen Fan clapped his hands, and then said to Amal next to him: "It's done, it's actually very simple. There is something wrong with the engine's ignition coil. But it's not big. Fortunately, it can still be enough for us to go to you without changing it. The base is now... When do we leave now?" As he said that, he looked at Ibn Rashid.

"Get in the car, let's go back first!" Ibn Rashid didn't stop talking nonsense. With a wave of his hand, he jumped into the passenger seat of the car, and Zhen Fan sat in the back of the car. Because Zhen Fan solved the problem with the car, Amal had a good impression of him, and she smiled at Zhen Fan after getting in the car.

The car sped along the original road. Along the way, Zhen Fan told Ibn Rashid about the archaeological team, saying that he was responsible for handling the matter with full authority. And he is also entrusted by others, and if there is an accident, he has full authority to handle the matter.

"You... don't know these people too well, are you?" Ibn Rashid said.

"Yes, but my client is very familiar with them. After I arrive, I will use satellite phone to contact my client, so you can rest assured as much as possible." Zhen Fan said sincerely, "Don't worry. ...If you have any requirements, what we can meet will definitely satisfy you."

"I can't tell you any promises, I'm just a runner, and someone will talk to you about these things when that happens." Ibn Rashid said, and then picked up the phone. I said something to the other side in Arabic, and then kept nodding. Finally, he closed the phone and said, "You can see our boss. But... pay attention, buddy, don't say too much, what our boss said, you'd better follow his request."

"I know!" Zhen Fan nodded, as long as he can find members of the archaeological team, everything will be handled well by then. But this group of people didn't seem to be like that group of robbers, they seemed to talk very well, and they didn't seem to make a living by robbery. The robber doesn't have such a good talker.

The car drove back again. After more than three hours, the car stopped, and then I saw the original place that was burned by the fire. There was no one here. It is estimated that people have already left, but the dead bodies on the ground are gone. After being dealt with, it seems that the status of these people in Zhen Fan's heart is a little higher.

Ibn frowned annoyed, then looked at the wheel prints. He directed Amal to gallop in the direction of the wheel marks, and finally an hour later, he saw the convoy in front of him from a distance, so Ibn started calling. Stopped the convoy over there.

When Amal parked the car by the side of the convoy, a large group of people gathered around here, everyone with guns in their hands. Walking in the front is Jamal Aziz. Holding an ak submachine gun in his hand, he walked towards Zhen Fan. Zhen Fan has got off the car and is standing with Ibn and Amar.

When Ibn saw Jamal Aziz, he said to Zhen Fan: "You stay here and don't move. I will talk to the boss about your situation. Remember, you must act rashly, otherwise I will not guarantee you will It's well protected. Because the boss hates your archaeological team." Then he walked towards Jamal Aziz.

"Hey, Boss, I brought you a guest." Ibn Rashid smiled, walking towards Jamal and said, "It's that guy, but...not an American, it should be Is it Chinese? I like people from the Republic of China. You know that in Algeria, there are many things built by the Chinese. I like him. "It seems that Ibn is helping Zhen Fan. Try to get Jamal? Aziz has some good feelings for Zhen Fan.

"Chinese? I know. The Chinese who took the green card are considered half-American, I'll talk to him!" Jamal Aziz walked over and looked at Zhen Fan, and Zhen Fan also Looking at this person, from the aspect, this should be a loyal, persevering and indomitable person. Dealing with such a person, unless you are psychologically convinced. Otherwise, even if he died, he would not receive his forgiveness and mercy. Such a person is admirable, but also easy to go to extremes.

"Hey—I’m Bruce Zhen, I remember I was still in China a few years ago, but I didn’t expect to arrive in the United States and then here. The world is really amazing..." Zhen Fan said to Jamal, " May I know your name?"

"Jamael Aziz, is the leader of these people." Jamal Aziz said in fluent English and looked back at the crowd behind him. Zhen Fan followed his gaze and looked at these people. There were about two to three hundred people in the dark. Listening to a lot of pickup trucks and big trucks. This is their main means of transportation. This is true even in combat.

"Hello, Mr. Aziz, this is the case. My client entrusted me to find her partner. If they are sure that they are with you, we can discuss how much money is needed. We can come to talk." Zhen Fan’s excuse that the disappearance of the archaeological team was the news that Zhen Fan got after coming here. Christina didn’t even know it. In other words, the money Christina remitted here was probably taken by these people. until now.

"You mean, you can pay a ransom to redeem them?" Jamal Aziz smiled, then said with a straight face, "You may be dancing, Mr. Zhen, we are not short of money, you look at us The fleet, look at our weapons, we are not short of money, and the people on your side send money to people here, we have not moved a dollar. What we want is not money. It is their promise to us, I I don’t understand why they can’t give up their investigation here? There are many places in this world, and there are many places worthy of archaeology. Why is this place?” When talking about this, Jamal Aziz’s voice was somewhat Big, and also waving his arms.

"This... if I meet them, I will discuss it, maybe I will give you a satisfactory answer, okay?" Zhen Fan didn't understand the situation, so he decided to talk to someone first. Moreover, he was unwilling to fight against this group of people, hurting this group of principled people, and people who had never done anything to hurt the world and reason. He really couldn't bear it.

"Of course... I will let you see them." Jamal Aziz snorted, and then looked at Zhen Fan, "I heard Ibn said that you came from there... Then Do you know if there is an American crew over there?" He pointed his finger at where they came just now.

"Yes, a crew led by a well-known director in the United States seems to be shooting a few scenes here. I guess it will take a week. He is a very good person. So... I want to ask you if it doesn't hurt you. If you don’t, please don’t hurt them. They are all good people and they have given me a lot of help."

"Well, we still have time to get to know them. But for now, let's go back first." Jamal Aziz said, shaking his head to Ibn, "Old rules, use a safe way. Bring it back to our place." He turned around and left without looking back, and then a large group of people followed into the car, and the convoy galloped away with billowing smoke.

"Well, this is the rule, I'm sorry Mr. Zhen, I have to do this!" He took out a long strip of black cloth, walked behind Zhen Fan, and said, "Get in the car, and then I will Get your eyes, and then take you to our site." He urged Zhen Fan to get into the car. Then he covered his eyes with black cloth strips. Then he urged Amal to drive with confidence.

About four hours later, Zhen Fan's eyes lit up, and the black cloth strip had been removed. It doesn’t matter if it is practical or not. Zhen Fan already knows how the road goes. If the negotiation with them breaks down, Zhen Fan will not rule out the use of force, even if these people are not the kind of brutal and evil people. That can only be solved by force.

"Come here, I'll take you in!" Ibn Rashid waved to Zhen Fan who got off the car. This is a mountain range. The exposed mountain looks very tall, and the rocky hole below the mountain is not It's spacious, but after walking in, there is a feeling of sudden relief. And the inside are all illuminated by led lights.

Zhen Fan immediately judged that this is obviously not the location of the nest they were talking about. This should only be used temporarily to gather manpower, so there is no equipment. After Zhen Fan entered, the road in the cave turned around seven times, and finally reached a very open place, with simple stone-carved tables and stools. And Jamel Aziz was sitting there, behind him was a row of heavily armed people, always staring at Zhen Fan vigilantly.

"Please sit down~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mr. Zhen, if you want to meet those people from the archaeological team, you have to wait a while. I have sent someone to get their results. But... don't worry, we are not gangsters. , So in addition to restricting their personal freedom, they did not do any harm to them, but also to provide them with food and drink, which is a big expense, so... we used some of the funds you sent them, of course ...... Not all, just for their expenses, we will not take advantage of anyone unless they are our enemies!" Jamel's tone was more gentle.

"I know, it should be!" Zhen Fan nodded quickly, and then said to Jamal, "If you need compensation, I will try my best to meet your requirements. By the way, can I talk to them now? ?"

"No, not yet!" Jamal refused without hesitation, "They are on the way here, so you just have to wait here. To be honest, I don't know you, so we have to keep a high degree of vigilance. . And... if you can’t persuade them, then... I’m sorry, but they are still in custody here. I just want them to promise not to do archaeological work here in the future, I will release them... Of course , They can also choose to violate their promises, but for those who violate their promises, we will be merciless!" Said Jamal Aziz raised his hand, waved it vigorously, and made a beheading gesture. (To be continued...) u