Chapter 418 Come to the door!

At the turn of spring and summer, the air currents in the Indian Ocean are surging, and the rainfall in the Himalayas is relatively serious. It is cloudy over Pakistan, India, Nepal, Bhutan, Bangladesh and other places. This morning, there was the first rainfall in Lahore, Pakistan. Since Israel passed over Pakistan to Afghanistan yesterday. A blatant air strike was carried out, and the United States also carried out a drone bombing of the Laahur region of Pakistan on the grounds of fighting the Taliban. At this time, the forces from all over the world in Lahair were already a little unbearable.

In the morning, in a small hotel in the North District of Lahore, the situation was tense for the past two days. All shopping malls and roads were restricted, and the streets were full of Pakistani troops. From the early morning, Lahore was full of light rain. At this time, a batch of clothes suddenly appeared from an alley in the block. There are seven or eight people in the local costumes. One person led by a suit and leather tracker walked into the hotel in a low-key way. The boss was worried about the lack of business, but suddenly a group of people came in. Although the situation was relatively tense, it was still important for ordinary people to make money.

The boss, a middle-aged man in his forties, came to him, glanced at the crowd, and then looked at the leading man of the same age. He couldn't see where he was. He came forward and smiled and said, "Are you eating or staying?"

The leading man said indifferently in a fluent local language; "Eat,"

Then several people found a seat to sit down. Because the waiters were on holiday, only the boss was the boss, so the boss brought the menu in person. Although the rest of the expressions also had this expression, they always gave people a sense of a sense of arrogance. The boss did not dare to say more. In their area, they would sometimes appear. Some strange foreign businessmen, so he was not curious. They were all fast food, so it was fast, but the man didn't. He just went to the front desk, asked the boss for a glass of wine, drank alone, and asked the boss about some recent events. After that, he didn't say much. After dinner, he sat in the hotel. The atmosphere was a little depressing. There are many people, but they seem a little lonely. Except for the leading man who is also a little angry, the others are as silent as the dead.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked from upstairs, with an Asian face, medium height and a little thin. When the boss saw it, he took the initiative to say hello with a smile. The two were very familiar. The middle-aged man came down and sat in front of the bar and asked for a glass of beer. He talked and laughed with the boss in English, but at this time he came to The first man frowned and looked at the young man in his eyes. He didn't say much. After taking a sip of the whisky he carried with him, he waved his hand. Everyone got up quietly and left without saying a word. However, after everyone left, the middle-aged man with Asian faces squint at each other, and then asked the boss for a pack of cigarettes and went upstairs.

The middle-aged man came to the room upstairs and took a long breath. At this time, there were seven or eight figures in the room. It was Ying Zheng and his men. Naturally, the middle-aged man was Xiao Qian. He quickly walked to the front and looked at Ying Zheng's solemn way; "The Yankees are ready to start action! Do you want to send someone to follow you?

Ying Zheng's huge body sat straight on the sofa, put his hands on his knees, and frowned. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice; "No! Wait, let's move after South Korea, India and Dongyang all start to act!"

Xiao Qian nodded, but as soon as he finished speaking, he received a phone call. It was Yue Xiang, who was far away in the West District of Lahore. After connecting, he heard the urgent accent of the other party and said, "The Korean people have already taken action. Do you want to follow?"

Ying Zheng stared and said, "I won't follow you!"

As soon as I hung up the phone, I received a call from Huang Qiufeng in the East District of Lahore again. On the phone with Cai Mao in the West District of La Hore, Ying Zheng replied one by one, all of which were the same answers. Everyone in a room looked at Ying Zheng with a solemn expression.

Xiao Qian sat opposite Ying Zheng and handed the latter a cigarette to light. He breathed a long breath and said in a low tone, "What are you going to do?"

Ying Zheng suddenly smoked a cigarette, and then looked at Xiao Qian with a complicated expression and said in a low voice, "Although my cousin said that this matter is not important, if he can't complete it, the group of wolf cubs who have been staring at my cousin for a long time will have an excuse to eradicate my uncle this time. I'm sorry that my cousin didn't call me..."

Xiao Qian was slightly stunned. He understood Ying Zheng's idea and smoked a few cigarettes. After a while, he said solemnly, "I, Xiao Qian, am not a greedy and afraid of death. If you and Mu Fan decide what to do, I, Xiao Qian, will never be ambiguous. If I die, our Xiao family will definitely continue well in the future, but Mu Fan is smart. Mingren, I think he must have his arrangement. If we act recklessly and break his plan, the gains outweigh the losses, but increase his psychological burden!"

Xiao Qian continued to analyze and said, "The number of the four forces we have found now is not large. This mission is extraordinary. Obviously, they can't send only so many people, and they must keep their hands behind, so we should follow what Mu Fan said, don't move, and wait and see what happens!"

Ying Zheng sighed, and then dialed Mu Fan's phone.

Ying Zhengdao; "Uncle, all four forces have begun to take small actions, and all of them have begun to encircle the border between Pakistan and India,"

At this time, Mufan, who was far away in Nepal, frowned and was silent for a long time and said, "You sent some people to the China-Pakistan border, especially the city of Himachal Pradesh mentioned in the previous information. Where do you send people to guard it? Once you find any force trying to break through the checkpoint to the Himalayas, try your best to block it, and Report for a while! Then the rest of the people sent people to follow these four forces, mainly the Yankees. The purpose of their trip is mainly to destroy, which is different from the purpose of the other three forces. Therefore, if they find that the Yankees have succeeded, they will follow far away and not be approached. If they can successfully destroy, they will retreat immediately. If not, they will block immediately! Then the rest of the people went to the India-Pakistan border. This group of people ignored any forces, the faster than them, the better!"

Ying Zheng nodded and hung up the phone to arrange Cai Mao to be responsible for tracking the Americans according to Mu Fan's instructions. He arranged for Yue Xiang and the four people to take people to Himakair Pradesh on the China-Pakistan border to stop the border to the Himalayas. He and Xiao Qian immediately left for the India-Pakistan border.

At this time, Mu Fan, who was sitting in the alley opposite Devi, dialed a number again. This was a number given to him by Li Fengyang before he came. It was the phone number of a colonel in the Tibetan border army.

Mu Fan said; "It has begun to act on the border between China and Pakistan, China and India, and China and Nepal. Once a change is found, you can act directly!"

The other party hummed and hung up the phone. Mu Fan took a long breath, but as soon as he wanted to take out the cigarette, he saw Devi coming back from the outside, but at this time, the girl had a lot of fruits and some vegetables in her hand. She glanced around and did not find any abnormal movements. Mu Fan immediately got up and walked over. He walked to Devi in advance, smiled and greeted him. There were some words, but in Dai Wei's eyes, it seemed to be a joke between lovers, which made the latter blush. Mu Fan opened the door and opened a ten centimeter-sized gap. Then he quickly talked about an extremely secret thin line on the door. The thin line swung open. Mu Fan then opened the door and let Dai Wei in, although she didn't understand Mu Fan. What are you doing, just as if he likes pranks.

Devi took a step, and Mu Fan followed. The heartbeat of Devi, a little woman who had not yet experienced love, accelerated again. When she arrived at the kitchen, Devi took out the newly bought fruit, but before she washed it, she picked up an apple and ate it. She also said a nonsense that she ate it cleanly and was not sick. She was so angry that she didn't have any temper. .

"Why haven't I seen that man come to you? You don't have a boyfriend, do you?"

Devi looked up and smiled, "Isn't there no boyfriend to be ashamed of?"

Mu Fan shrugged his shoulders, and then looked at the tall, concave and convex stewardess with ambiguous eyes, especially her smooth and bright white thighs without silk stockings. He said regretfully, "Isn't it a pity that such a good woman has no man?"

Divi suddenly looked embarrassed. At this time, she recalled what happened last night and suddenly became wary of Mu Fan, but she felt that this kind of ambiguous and provocative words were very comfortable to sound. For a moment, her mind was complicated, and Mu Fan's expression was a little entangled, but Mu Fan's pupils suddenly suddenly widened, and then it was Dai Wei who washed the fruit. Pressing it on the ground, the latter exclaimed, didn't he say that he didn't do anything else? What is this fierce behavior that made her a little tremble at this time? For a moment, Devi was angry with this man but had no temper. He only felt that his behavior was to have sex with her, but before the thought in his mind turned around, it suddenly exploded, and his head was blank.

The place where Devi lives is a bungalow with a separate courtyard. Long ago, Mu Fan had installed touch grenades at the door of each window. The sound of the explosion just now came from the window of the guest room. At this time, the whole room had been blown into ruins, and there were two bodies lying outside the window. Mu Fan hid under the kitchen utensils and poked out his head, so that Devi, who was completely unconscious at this time, did not show his head. Mu Fan quietly clenched two fruit knives with both hands, frowned, and stared around. Soon, several figures gushed out from the door and the room that had been blown into ruins before, wearing a capable, taekwondo-like Taoist uniform, oriental faces, and It's an oriental.