Because there was a problem with the power supply system and because there were frequent exchanges of fire, few of the street lights on the roadside were in good condition, and there were only dim lights.
Fortunately, because it is close to the hotel, the light is pretty good at least in the area a few hundred meters near the hotel.
Leng Bing is wearing a bulletproof vest. This bulletproof vest uses the latest technology and is very thin. Wearing it on the body will not make people look bloated. Zhao Gangjun is also wearing a bulletproof vest. As the saying goes, don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
It is always right to be careful on the battlefield.
The further we walked, the dimmer and dimmer the lights became, until finally, only the faint lights of the houses on the roadside illuminated the road ahead, and basically nothing could be seen ten meters away.
There are some shops on the roadside open, but their doors are closed tightly.
Keeping going, following the instructions from the front desk clerk, Zhao Gangjun walked through a block with Leng Bing, and then saw a billboard with dim lights not far away.
supermarket.
Written in Chinese.
At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and the waste paper and other things on the ground were rolled up by the wind. The whole atmosphere was a bit scary.
Zhao Gangjun walked beside Leng Bing, vaguely blocking Leng Bing behind him. Leng Bing's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care that Zhao Gangjun was protecting her.
The two of them walked to the door of the store, pushed open the store and walked in.
There were only two people in the shop, one an old man who looked about fifty years old, and the other a young man.
Both of them are from China.
When he saw someone entering the store, and they were people with yellow skin and black hair, the young man's face looked a little ugly.
"Japanese???" the young man asked in English.
"China."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile.
When he heard that he was from China, the young man's complexion immediately improved.
“It’s good to be from China.”
The young man smiled and said, "It's hard to see Chinese people here recently. There is unrest in Libya and there are riots in Sudan every day, so the Chinese people have basically withdrawn into the country. Are you reporters?"
Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "We are here for a trip."
"travel?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know you people must be from relevant national departments, haha, not many people will come to Egypt at this time. Of course, if you really come to travel at this time,
That's okay, because although Egypt has been severely beaten, a large part of their economic source is tourism. Now the tourism industry has been severely damaged due to the war. Many warlord leaders have decided to put down their prejudices in the field of tourism. If you come to play, you will definitely
You can get quite high courtesy, but there are also dangers. If you are playing in Cairo, and someone in Alexandria is dissatisfied and has you killed, which will hit Cairo's tourism industry, then you will have nothing to deal with.
.”
Zhao Gangjun looked at this young man in slight surprise. How could such a small shop clerk be able to see things so deeply?
"If you stay here in Egypt for half a month, you will understand this."
Seeing Zhao Gangjun's surprised expression, the young man smiled and said, "It's a mess here now."
"Then why don't you go back to China?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"It's almost the same when I go back to China."
The young man shook his head and said, "At least we are relatively free here. We have our own house. My friend, although there is a war now, it is not as serious as you think. It's just that the public security is a bit bad. Basically, the war is over.
We are still very far away, and those who are fighting are all supporters of various factions. If we don’t support anyone, they won’t fight us. However, there is a group of very bad people here.”
"Aji, stop talking."
The old man glared at the young man and said, "Do your own thing well. These two comrades, are you planning to buy something?"
"Uh-huh."
Zhao Gangjun smiled and nodded, and said, "We want beer. Is there any domestically produced beer?"
"have."
Aji quickly grabbed the conversation and said, "We have a lot of domestic beers, what do you want? One with higher or lower alcohol content?"
"High Point."
Leng Bing said.
"oh!"
It was only then that Aji seemed to notice Leng Bing behind Zhao Gangjun, and then he was suddenly shocked by Leng Bing's beautiful face, and his eyes widened.
"Don't look around. Someone will dig out your eyes at some point."
The old man knocked Aji on the head and said, "Bring beer to the guest."
"I also want instant noodles, domestic instant noodles."
Zhao Gangjun said.
"Okay!"
Aji smiled and walked to the shelf nearby and started to pick up things.
"Young man, if nothing happens, it's better to return home as soon as possible."
The old man had no expression on his face. He was arranging the things on the table and said, "Egypt is not as good as back home. Although we can't be hit in a war, who knows whether the next bullet will hit you."
"We know that."
Zhao Gangjun nodded with a smile and said, "How long has the old gentleman been in Egypt?"
"Decades."
The old man glanced at Zhao Gangjun, his eyes were dark, "A long time ago, this land was very fertile and peaceful. It was much more beautiful than what you see. Later, because of oil and those shameless and greedy people, this land became...
It turned into scorched earth, alas.”
Feeling the desolation and helplessness in the old man's words, Zhao Gangjun didn't know what to say.
War has always been a game for those in power.
Those in power use war to achieve their own demands and goals, but it is the people at the bottom who ultimately suffer from war.
Zhao Gangjun sighed.
At this time, Aji walked out of the supermarket carrying a box of beer and several bowls of noodles.
"The alcohol content of this wine is relatively high."
Aji put the wine on the ground, making a clanking sound.
"How much?"
Zhao Gangjun took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.
"It's rare to meet a Chinese person. Take it and drink it. I treat you like an old man."
The old man's face still had no expression.
"I'm so sorry. It's not easy for you to do business." Zhao Gangjun said, taking out a 100 euro note and putting it on the counter.
"If you don't want it, you don't want it. Don't put the money away, or else I will get in trouble with you!" Aji smiled and handed the 100 yuan to Zhao Gangjun, and then said, "From now on, when I go out and meet people from the same village,
Just help each other a lot."
Zhao Gangjun smiled and said no more. He collected the money and said, "Thank you very much. If you come back to China, you can come to FJ to play with me. I will leave you a phone number."
"become."
Aji took a pen and paper to Zhao Gangjun, and Zhao Gangjun wrote his phone number on it.
Leng Bing, who was standing by, took advantage of the emptiness and took out a bottle of beer from the alley, skillfully opened the lid of the beer, then raised his head and took a sip.
Her bold movements were completely inconsistent with her temperament.
At this time, the door of the supermarket was opened from the outside, and several people with black hair and yellow skin walked in from the outside.