"Don't look." A cold and steady voice came from his ear, and it was Xia Jinyuan, who was driving, who said, "Masso's civil war is continuous, and it is very common to have children on the road. Along the way, you will not see one or two, maybe See countless."

Ye Jian gave a low "um", indicating that she knew.

"You will face even more tragic scenes in the future, Jade Bird, when you go abroad, especially in war-torn countries, even a three-year-old child can't believe it, understand?" Xia Jinyuan, who was driving, glanced at her with sharp and ruthless eyes. The sunlight reflected in his pupils, Ye Jian tilted his head slightly, and saw the cold color in his eyes that was whiter than the sunlight, "Remember, kindness cannot exist at any time, kindness can only be found at the right time. The right environment can have it.”

Z7, who was sitting behind, was in contact with the country, and when he heard this, he said in a solemn voice, "King Q is right, I once saw a three-year-old child with suicide explosives on his body and rushed into a refugee. In the camp, he told the people who took him in that he was hungry and needed something to eat."

As a result, the person who took him in, and the person closest to him, became the first person to die in the first suicide bombing.

It wasn't the child's fault. They were naive and didn't know how to use it. The child was indeed hungry, but he didn't know that he was carrying a powerful explosive.

But insane criminals took advantage of their innocence, their youth and ignorance, and finally turned into a seemingly harmless moving bomb.

After nearly 2 hours of running, Xia Jinyuan and the others finally came to the city center of Mogadishu. The streets are full of people with guns and ammunition. There are ruins on both sides of the road at a glance. No damage, the raindrop-like bullet holes on the wall seem to show the trauma of war to passersby.

Even the members of the snow-covered brigade who often perform tasks outside were greatly touched when they saw this situation. If the government of a country does nothing, then only the working people living at the bottom will be hurt in the end, and the working people at the bottom are living in hot water, then the country will have no value and meaning to exist.

Although the city during the day is very dilapidated, it is very lively with people coming and going. If it weren't for the ruins and bullet holes telling the snowy brigade of the danger of this city, it would be impossible to see where there is danger.

"Prosperity, decline, suffering, sin, wealth, poverty... You can see two extremes here." Xia Jinyuan drove his car to the door of a relatively good hotel, and his indifferent voice was full of peace against the chaos of war , "This is a war-torn country, Blue Bird, take a good look at it."

He finally reminded Ye Jian not to bring the peace that he had seen in the country to a country full of dangers, and a gun battle might break out at any time.

Otherwise, your end will be miserable.

Putting her hands on the door lock, Ye Jian, who was about to get out of the car, sat back in the passenger seat and said solemnly to Xia Jinyuan, "Understood!"

In war-torn countries, people live for their own desires and fight for their own desires. Whoever has the upper hand with their desires will have more power. The greater the power, the less tolerance for others.

Xia Jinyuan looked at her for a long time and made sure that there was no other impurities in her eyes, so she turned on the headset and ordered, "Ye Jian and I will go to the hotel first, make a reservation, and the five of you will get out of the car and go around and have a look around. In case of situation, remember to bring a pistol and keep in touch.”

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