Chapter 716 They Are All Bastards! (The Third Update!)

At Islamabad International Airport, Sahe looked at Amule in front of him and reminded him carefully:

"This time when you go to China, please be careful. Say what you should say and don't say what you shouldn't."

"Lin Yu looks very easy-going on the surface, but he is actually very strong. You can do anything within his permission, but if he doesn't want you to do anything, then you can't do anything."

"Mr. Musa's death is a loss to Afghanistan and Pakistan, but you have to remember that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. This time you go over, the focus should be on how to stabilize the foundation, not on revenge." above."

"I can only say this and more. I don't know if you can listen, but I hope you can listen."

"come on!"

After finishing speaking, Sahe raised his right hand, gave a thumbs up to the person in front of him, smiled again, took a step back, and exited the boarding channel.

In the boarding channel, Amul also raised his right hand, thumbs up, smiled, and finally said:

"I know!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around without hesitation, and stopped at the moment when his body was about to completely turn around. He tilted his head and looked at the person behind him with his peripheral vision:

"Don't worry, Mr. Sahe, I will not forget your efforts."

After saying these words, Amule no longer hesitated, turned his head, and walked into the depths of the boarding passage step by step.

At the gate of the plane, the beautiful stewardess was smiling. When she saw Amul coming, she naturally bent over and said hello:

"Mr. Amul, welcome to board this China Eastern Airlines flight. Your belongings are ready in the cargo warehouse. Your seat is No. 001. This way please."

The stewardess smiled and turned around to lead the way, and Amul followed naturally.

After the two people entered the plane, the plane door slowly closed and the boarding aisle was moved. The captain pressed the earphone and called the tower to allow clearance.

Entering the cabin, Amule discovered that he was the only passenger on the plane.

After living for more than 30 years, this was his first time flying, and it was also his first time chartering a plane alone.

It felt strange, but also very weird.

After standing in the cabin for a while, he walked to seat No. 001 and sat down.

This position was right next to the window. He sat down on it and felt very comfortable.

Half an hour later, the plane entered taxiing mode, then raised its head and shot straight into the sky.

Islamabad is very close to the Himalayas. The plane was only slightly higher, and Amul saw the endless snow-capped mountains in the distance through his own eyes.

The plane continued to move forward, and the scenery he saw became more and more magnificent. At this moment, he thought of his teacher Mu Sha.

The wise old man would always sit on the carpet in his spare time, touch his beard with his hands, and proudly tell of his past style:

"You should go to the depths of the sea, to the top of the snow-capped mountains, to the extremes of the icebergs, to see those places."

"After reading it, you will find that the people in this world are very insignificant, and you will find that the flies and dogs in the world are so boring."

Amul didn't think so before, but now, he suddenly realized that what his teacher said was right.

I should go for a walk in these mountains, go to the top of the snow-capped mountains, and swim in the depths of the ocean.

But when he thought about his wallet, he felt it was unnecessary.

After looking at the scenery outside the window for a while, he found that there were still endless snow-capped mountains. Amul simply withdrew his gaze and lay down on the chair to sleep.

…

"Mr. Amul, wake up quickly, we have arrived in China."

The stewardess's gentle voice woke Amul from his sleep.

He opened his eyes drowsily and realized that the plane had already landed when he was asleep.

Outside the plane's window was a very ordinary-looking airport.

After careful identification for a long time, Amule figured out the name of the airport.

Kacheng International Airport.

Naturally, I have heard of the city of Amul, which is the westernmost region of China and is connected to Pakistan, Kazakhstan, Afghanistan, and Kyrgyzstan.

He was a little confused when he figured out where he was.

Generally speaking, this plane should land in Urumqi, not Kucheng.

It was an accident.

Accident means trouble.

Burying this thought in his heart, taking a deep breath, Amule slowly stood up and followed the flight attendant out of the plane.

Appearing at the ramp of the plane, Amule suddenly discovered that this airport...

It seems to be a dual-use airport.

Because there was a fighter jet parked in the square not far from him, and some people were busy in front of the fighter jet.

Under the gangway, there was only one person standing, a young man.

Naturally, Amule knew that young man, it was Lin Yu.

When this man and his teacher were debating scriptures in Peshawar, I was right next to them.

Several years have passed, and the other person still has that young face, and he still has a smile on his face.

And my teacher...

Shaking his head, Amule tried his best to throw those messy thoughts out of his mind, slowly walked down the gangway, and came to Lin Yu:

"Long time no see, Mr. Lin, you are still as charming as ever."

"Mr. Amul, long time no see."

After a brief exchange of greetings, Lin Yu raised his hand and pointed outside the airport:

"I have found a nice place, ordered a nice meal, and asked Mr. Amul to honor it."

"However, I called a few extra friends without Mr. Amul's permission, and I asked Mr. Amul not to mind."

How many extra friends did you make?

Amul couldn't help but take a breath.

If he were just Lin Yu, he thought he could deal with the other party, and then use his own conditions to gain the other party's support.

But if there are a few other people, it will be a big trouble.

When it comes to the dinner table, you will be outnumbered. When the other party comes up with those messy conditions, should you support it or give up?

He was still hesitating, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Lin Yu walking away.

He was about to talk about the scriptures when he turned around and saw a dozen people in black uniforms busy underneath the cargo hold of the plane.

From the looks of it, he was carrying scriptures.

When he looked over, one of them looked like the leader of the group and waved hello to him very enthusiastically.

Seeing this, Amul turned around decisively and quickly followed Lin Yu.

The Northwest is most famous for its mutton, so the meal Lin Yu ordered was naturally made of mutton.

The place to eat is not in the city, but in the village east of the airport.

Vehicles speed on the road, kicking up dust on the road.

In spring, in April, the street trees on both sides of the road sprout new buds, and further away, there are fields after fields.

The red tractor traveled through the fields, breaking up the hard soil, leveling it, and spreading seeds and fertilizer.

Amul looked all the way until the convoy entered the village, then he looked away and asked the young man next to him:

"Does this large area of ​​land in the northwest of your country use all machinery?"

Lin Yu, the driver, turned around, tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked: "If you are not tired, you can use labor to cultivate these hundred or so acres of land."

"I feel quite tired anyway."

These words made Amule silent for a moment. He raised his head belatedly and looked at the far away cultivated land through the rearview mirror of the vehicle:

"I almost forgot, there are no landowners or slaves in your country."

“If you want to use labor, you have to pay for it, otherwise you have to do it yourself.”

"For such a large piece of land, after careful calculation, it is more cost-effective to use machinery."

"Why……"

Next to him, Lin Yu heard the sigh and said nothing, but walked towards the restaurant calmly.

He hugged the restaurant owner standing at the door, and then asked Amule to get out of the car.

When the two of them walked into the store under the leadership of the store owner, someone immediately came over, drove the car away, and parked it in a safe place.

In the shop, the boss talked in Mandarin with a strange accent:

"Mr. Lin, I have chosen the most tender lamb for you. It will be roasted in about 10 minutes. You go in and sit down first. Drink two cups of tea and a sip of yogurt. The lamb will be roasted."

"Also, among the friends you invited, I feel something is wrong with the ones who came later because the bodyguard behind them looked at them wrong."

The boss's rambling words made Lin Yu very funny.

He stretched his hands forward, put his hands on the other person's shoulders, and said with a smile:

"Uncle Afanyi, those are my friends. I know their temper, so just be at ease."

"Also, I heard from Uncle Qian that you are good at roasting fat sheep, so I ordered food from you. If your fat sheep is not up to standard, then your cotton this year... hum!"

Hearing Lin Yu question his fat sheep and his own cotton, Afanyiyi slapped his chest with his right hand: "I can guarantee that my fat sheep are the best in the entire Northwest!"

While they were talking, the three of them walked into a courtyard where a carpet had been laid under the grape trellis.

On the carpet was a rectangular low table. People were already sitting on both sides of the low table, and only the two seats at the main table were still empty.

Lin Yu smiled and greeted the people at the low table with a smile.

Naturally, he pulled Amule to the main seat and sat down.

As soon as Amul sat down, he kept looking at Lin Yu and the people at the low table out of the corner of his eye.

The low table is very long, with 6 people sitting on each side.

The 6 people on the left have very different looks.

The gray hair, gray beard, wise eyes, and missing front teeth all showed to Amul that these six people were very old.

The age gap between the six people on the right is quite large.

There are young people who look like teenagers, some who are in their 30s, some who are middle-aged in their 40s, and some who look like they are in their 50s or 60s.

If you look closely, you can also find the common characteristics of these six people.

Those were the eyes of these six people. After Lin Yu sat down, they had been staring at each other, and there was an unbreakable murderous intent in those eyes.

Feeling the murderous intent in the eyes of those people, Amuler was very curious as to what grudges the two sides had that actually made these people stare at Lin Yu with eyes filled with murderous intent.

Curious in his heart, his attention fell more on these six people.

When he looked at it, he realized something was wrong.

The six people on the left are sitting casually, with their hands and feet placed casually.

But the six people on the right, their hands were under the table from beginning to end, and their feet were also placed under the table. Their bodies sat there as if they were fixed.

Noticing this, Amuler became more curious.

He raised his head and cast his eyes on Lin Yu. Just as he was about to ask, the young man opposite took the lead and pointed at the six old men on the left and began to introduce:

"This is Uncle Ayihan, an excellent cotton farmer selected by our Rhein Steel."

"This is Uncle Shadikejiang, an excellent cotton farmer selected by our Rhein Steel."

"This is Uncle Bogda..."

"This is Uncle Kurban..."

Lin Yu introduced a person's name, and the old man who was called sat up straight, his chest held high, and the pair of eyes that were dead just now became extremely sharp in an instant, and his wrinkled face was also full of smiles and pride.

After the introduction of the six people, Lin Yu's hand pointed to the person on the right.

This time, although he had a smile on his face, there was some ill intention in that smile.

"Azati, a genius in blasting, was captured in an operation 6 months ago. The Kashima court has passed the trial and the death penalty will be executed immediately. After eating today's meal, you have to go to the shooting range."

"Akhon, Azati's companion, was captured 6 months ago and sentenced to death."

"Palota..."

"They are all bastards!"

As Lin Yu introduced, Amuler's face became very interesting.

After getting off the plane, on the way to this restaurant, he kept looking and observing the surroundings, and at the same time, he kept checking the legends he had heard in his mind.

But no matter how he checked, he couldn't connect everything he saw with the legends he heard.

After all, in the stories he heard from others, the people here were oppressed.

But...

Those people he saw along the way, which one was not radiant, which one was not strong, and looked like they had eaten and drunk well.

If this is oppression...

Then what is the Afghanistan that TND has seen?

A steamroller?

Now, combined with the two groups of people in front of him, Amul has understood Lin Yu's thoughts.

The youngest of the group on the left is about 70 years old. In other words, they have witnessed the development of this land. All the changes on this land can be said to be the result of these old people step by step.

The group on the right is the most jumpy bastards on the border between Afghanistan and Pakistan.

Hearing is false, seeing is true.

Putting these two groups together, even a fool can see the most intuitive changes.

Similarly, the other party brought him to see these intuitively, which also gave him hope.

In the future, Afghanistan will definitely become better under their leadership, and become better than what he saw.

I am a pig because the guests came in the afternoon.