The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian was a little moved, but she didn't trust Kun Dan very much, but she didn't mind hearing about his arrangements first.

Then she politely asked, "Can you tell me Mr. Kundan's arrangement now?" Then, she went back to discuss with her comrades to see if it was feasible.

Kundan Lao Lai, naturally saw Ye Jian's concerns.

He didn't feel much in his heart, but felt that the eyes of the girl in front of him, especially when their eyes were fierce, seemed like a daughter who begged him to take her out to play, but was not satisfied, and the watery eyes were so angry that they were like burning stars.

Just like the Chinese girl in front of her, she is bright, flickering and extraordinarily beautiful.

Kundan, who had deep memories in his eyes, did not care too much about Ye Jian. Those vivid and beautiful eyes made him reluctant to care about it.

If his daughter was still alive, she would be almost twenty years old.

"Map, motorcycle... Leave, go here, it will be safe." He took out a waterproof map from a black plastic bag, and marked many route marks with a red pen on it. This is a map that Kundan often uses, and it is also The route of the arms traffic on his side.

Ye Jian, who didn't know why Kundan helped, shrank slightly when he saw this map. Kundan... an arms dealer, J5 has only a trading relationship with him, why did he take the risk to help them?

You know, he is from Linguo, and they are the Chinese people that Linguo New Deal wants to eliminate!

For his help, Ye Jian was a little uneasy to accept, and also very unsteady.

Kundan just looked into Ye Jian's eyes blindly. As for what she was thinking, it was not within his scope of consideration, nor did he think that if he did this now, it was equivalent to opposing the New Deal.

Ye Jian didn't understand, but Kun Dan understood why he wanted to help these Chinese people. He understood very well.

"Four checkpoints in the city, you guys, from here..." The finger full of black grease pointed to the map, pointing just right, and immediately looked up at Ye Jian's eyes, "On the mountain, smuggling, drugs, etc. Trading dark lines is much safer than anywhere else..."

"You... Ride a motorcycle and rush out." He pointed out a dark path to Ye Jian, all of which were the dark paths of drug and arms trade, and finally told Ye Jian where to go to enter the Chinese territory.

Ye Jian only felt that the map in her hand was a little heavy. She pursed her lips and said softly, "Thank you."

"No thanks, my daughter...Look..." Kundan pulled out a photo from his pocket. His hands were dirty, and the crevices between his fingers were full of grease, but the photo in his pocket was clean, like a new one. the same.

In fact, this is a photo from ten years ago, and the date in the lower right corner of the photo is very clear.

Ye Jian looked at the little girl in the photo, who looked eleven or twelve years old, with a ponytail and a big cotton candy in her hand, and showed an innocent and sweet smile to the camera.

"Your eyes are very similar, my daughter, very similar. Seeing your eyes, I finally remembered what my daughter's eyes look like."

Speaking in fluent Chinese, Han encountered a strange tone, but it did not affect Ye Jian's ability to hear the sadness. An arms dealer was in front of her, with faint tears in his eyes.

Only then did Ye Jian understand why he was always looking into his eyes.

It turned out that it was all because he thought her eyes were like the little girl in the photo.

Although he didn't see how his eyes were similar to his daughter's eyes, Ye Jian said softly in the face of a father's thoughts about his deceased daughter, "Yes, it is indeed very similar."