Chapter 1185 Poor Little

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Chapter 1185 Poor Little

Except for a small amount of land in the west facing the sea, Syria is deserted. The living standards of civilians are low, and the living conditions are also very poor. The house Zhou Qingfeng is hiding in now is an earthen embryo house, simple and crude.

The house had been bombed, the roof was ripped off, and a large crater appeared in the middle of the house. The shock wave of the explosion caused varying degrees of damage to the surrounding houses. And when Zhou Qingfeng walked into this room to take refuge temporarily, he saw a dirty child digging the soil in front of him.

When the child saw Zhou Qingfeng, at least he saw the moving appearance of his light and shadow, which seemed particularly miraculous. Zhou Qingfeng, who had nowhere to hide, originally wanted to rest here for a while, but the ashes-covered child walked up to him and begged, "Are you Allah? Please don't take my parents away."

Zhou Qingfeng was stunned, and thought for a moment that his current flickering appearance could still be spotted at close range, and it was a bit mysterious. In front of him was a barefoot little girl with messy hair and ragged clothes, but her big eyes were beautiful.

"I..." Zhou Qingfeng wanted to leave and change places, but the child's innocent eyes made him feel that maybe he should do something? He turned to ask: "Son, where is your father?"

The little girl pointed to the collapsed wall that she had just dug. The place had been blown to pieces, and even if someone was inside, she would surely die.

"Where's mom?"

The little girl pointed to the bomb crater not far away. She turned over a pile of floating soil that had been blown up, trying to retrieve a piece of black rag from the bomb crater. There were bloodstains on the rags.

Both parents died....

"Do you have any other relatives?"

The little girl stayed for a while, glanced at the surrounding buildings destroyed by the bomb, and shook her head. She sobbed and pleaded to Zhou Qingfeng: "God is merciful, please don't take my parents away, please return them to me, otherwise I will die."

The little girl stopped crying as she cried, as if she was afraid that her crying would anger 'Allah'. But Zhou Qingfeng could only look at her silently and sigh.

Fucking war!

"I won't take your parents away, but I'm not Allah, so I can't bring them back to life." Zhou Qingfeng regretted it after he finished speaking, because the little girl in front of him suddenly burst into tears. She seemed to understand something, and there were two tear stains on her dirty little face.

God, why did this happen to me?

Zhou Qingfeng touched his pocket, took out a piece of chocolate and handed it over, then squeezed out water from the backpack water bag and gave the little girl two sips. Then…….

"Son, I can't help you. There is a war in the city right now, so don't run around and find a place to hide." Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left after speaking, hardened his heart and didn't dare to stay. But he walked half a block and looked back to see that the little girl was following him with bare feet.

"I said I can't take care of you, so find a place to hide. Didn't you see that there was a war in the city?" Zhou Qingfeng lowered his body slightly, and said to the child in a stern tone.

The little girl was frightened and took a few steps back in fear, no longer following. While Zhou Qingfeng continued to move forward, his invisible body could not be seen clearly at a distance.

"I'm not the savior of the world. I'm just here to travel. I can't sympathize with so many people. I can't protect myself now. I..." Zhou Qingfeng moved carefully on the battlefield, muttering words.

The city is now fighting, and chaos is everywhere. But this kind of chaos also provided opportunities for Zhou Qingfeng to escape or break through.

But when Zhou Qingfeng tiptoed out tens of meters, a girl's scream suddenly sounded on the battlefield where guns were firing. Normal people can't hear distant conversations at this distance and in such a noisy environment, but his high-sensitivity pickup with filter effects can distinguish them.

"Hahaha..., look what I found? There is a little girl here."

"It's very beautiful. I like little girls of this age."

"Girls of this age are also very valuable to sell, especially this beautiful one."

"No..., I want her to be my bride tonight. I will sell it after I play for a few days."

The sound in the distance made Zhou Qingfeng stop, and the clear and audible dialogue was separated from the pickup. There were little girls crying and screaming, and several rough voices laughing nonstop.

Ah..., damn it! As for the rottenness of the Green Sect, they deserved to be easily subverted by the old beauty.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed again, he couldn't convince himself to move forward. It's fine if he doesn't meet him, but if he does, he has to take care of it.

Zhou Qingfeng could only turn his head back, run back, and run back with all his strength. Under high-speed running, the effect of optical camouflage drops sharply, and even completely fails when the speed increases. His body rushed out from a series of broken lights and shadows.

The distance of tens of meters returned in an instant. When Zhou Qingfeng stood still, there were three armed men with guns in front of him. I don't know which faction they belong to. Anyway, they are sloppy, ugly, and despicable. People are not interested in knowing who they are?

The weeping little girl was held by a guy in a hood while two other armed men laughed. When Zhou Qingfeng appeared surrounded by a gust of wind, they all looked up alertly at the same time - a man wearing a skull helmet and a desert-colored military uniform stood in front of him.

The most surprising thing is that after this person stood still, his body seemed to be wrapped in pieces of broken glass, and various scenes were reflected and gradually blurred, and finally turned into a mirror without three-dimensional sense, as if some kind of dislocation in space of.

"It's him." The person who caught the little girl roared, obviously thinking who was in front of him? He reached out to touch the walkie-talkie on his chest to contact his superiors. The companion next to him quickly raised his gun and wanted to shoot.

Bang bang bang... Zhou Qingfeng's hand trembled, he drew his gun, took aim and fired in one go. Since he only moved his hand, it was as if an arm holding a gun appeared out of nowhere in the air. A shot rang out, and a moment later the optical camouflage covered his arm and weapon again.

The three corpses were shot in the eyebrows and fell down with a plop. The little girl who escaped from trouble was still crying and shrugged her shoulders, but when she turned her head and saw a blurry human-shaped mirror image behind her, she quickly wiped her tears with her hands and smiled a few times.

There was a hail of guns and bullets everywhere, and the five scumbags on both sides of the fierce battle were throwing ammunition wantonly. Few of the enemies were killed, and the civilians died all over the ground. On the dangerous battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng squatted down and looked at the little girl coldly for a few seconds, then asked, "What's your name?"

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head.

Hehe..., this girl doesn't even have a name. Green religion women are really not considered human beings.

"I call you poor, okay?" Zhou Qingfeng sighed.

The little girl nodded.

"I'm afraid there won't be any good results if you stay alone. Since you want to follow, just follow and stay away from me. It depends on your luck!" Zhou Qingfeng got up again, giving the little girl a way out.