In the northern district of Kashi City, around a square, there are dilapidated houses, and people are surging in the crisscrossing alleys.
Every day, tens of thousands of believers flocked from these dozen alleys to the square to worship, and there were many extremists among them.
There are explosions every week in this area, and gunfire is almost every day.
Chen Hao, who was dressed up as a local, walked into this area and thought of the "Kowloon City" that was demolished a few years ago.
A lawless small world is purely respected by the strong.
Laolang, Lei Yang, and Canglang also put on makeup and were scattered around Chen Hao, deliberately keeping a distance to avoid attracting attention and not getting separated.
At this moment, the sound of horns in the square sounded from the trumpet, reminding believers that it was time to worship.
The ritual of the silence.
The fourth week of the day.
In the dozen streets leading to the square, countless devout locals crawled on the ground, and the scene was spectacular.
Laolang, Canglang, and Lei Yang are soldiers from China. They do not believe in ghosts and gods. They only kneel on their ancestors and parents and never worship.
The three of them stood there, extremely conspicuous.
"kneel!"
Lao Lang quickly ordered.
At this time, it is necessary to pretend to deal with it.
It is definitely not possible to stand still, it will arouse public anger, and tens of thousands of people will be instop.
But even though a few people knelt down, they were still glared at by the believers around them. Because they were doing a prayer, the locals who were dissatisfied with the few people could only temporarily endure it.
Chen Hao did not kneel, not because he was so proud that he did not know how to adapt. He had already felt that there was no difference between kneeling late and not kneeling, so he simply did not kneel.
"Stop kowtowing, run away quickly, I'll block them!" Chen Hao woke up the dreamer, Lao Lang, Lei Yang, and Cang Lang, who were pretending to be worshipping, got up and ran for dozens of meters, climbed over the wall and entered the room, as fast as a cunning rabbit.
After the rituals, the locals surrounded Chen Hao in anger and did not worship. For these devout believers, it was a serious offense to the True God and a hateful sin.
In order to allow the three companions to escape smoothly and not expose the "safe house" they were going to, Chen Hao did not leave immediately, but stood calmly and attracted an angry crowd.
"Burn him to death!"
The locals surrounded Chen Hao roared in anger.
It is not uncommon to burn pagans to death in Afghanistan. Many scientists and intellectuals die like this.
The angry crowd rushed forward like a tide, and the person in front stretched out his hand extremely crazily to pull Chen Hao.
Chen Hao used the third picture of the luck secret left by Master Sanfeng. The energy in his body passed through the pores of the whole body and condensed into an invisible barrier.
Master Sanfeng called it the protective qi.
No matter how much effort an angry person puts in, it is difficult to reach Chen Hao.
In the surging crowd, Chen Hao was like a rock, still standing still.
boom!
Chen Hao's protective energy exploded.
The invisible energy impacts the people around you.
A dozen people closer to Chen Hao flew out, and dozens of others fell around.
Chen Hao looked around and couldn't help but feel moved.
It protects the body and has both attack and defense, and is a peerless magical skill.
At this moment, the people who faced Chen Hao looked like they were ghosts and retreated in fear.
The people behind were not sure what was going on, so they continued to rush forward. The force of pushing forward was transmitted through layers of human walls, causing the people in the front to continue to approach Chen Hao.
Not far away, the roof of a three-story building, the old wolf hiding here stared at Chen Hao in a daze. He was worried that Chen Hao would have an accident and stayed to respond, but he didn't expect to witness Chen Hao's more aggressive side.
"This kid is really not a human."
The old wolf whispered in a daze, both shocked and afraid.
Chen Hao felt that time had been delayed almost the same, and the three companions should have been away from the dangerous place and stopped staying, so they jumped up suddenly.
His body was as light as a swallow, and he flew more than ten meters, leveraging force on one person's shoulder, flying higher and farther, several rises and falls, and disappeared without a trace.
The people in the square were stunned.
On the three-story building, the old wolf who couldn't find Chen Hao was looking around.
"I'm here."
The sudden voice came from behind Lao Lang and turned around in a hurry. He saw Chen Hao who was standing behind him at some point. Before he could speak, Chen Hao pinched his arm and flew away with him.
The old wolf is left with only one feeling... that is, the feeling of flying over the eaves and walking on the walls.
Not to mention the intelligence agencies of major powers.
Under the guidance of Lao Lang, Chen Hao found a "safe house", a two-story house located in the most chaotic area of Kazakhstan City, which was very inconspicuous.
Chen Hao Laolang's safe return, and more than a dozen people who had previously scattered away from the intelligence station reunited in the basement of this two-story house.
The basement is like a battle situation analysis room.
A projector curtain is hung on the front wall. In front of the curtain, a long table is placed, with more than a dozen chairs on both sides. On the table are three three-defense laptops specially made by Haoxiang Technology for the Chinese military.
The picture projected by the projector onto the screen is the real-time picture taken by eight micro probes around the "safe house", which allows more than a dozen people who are meeting in the basement to detect the coming of danger as soon as possible.
At this moment, the iron-blooded soldiers sitting on both sides of the long table did not hide their inner respect when facing Chen Hao.
Lei Yang smiled awkwardly and said to Chen Hao: "I'm sorry...I've been..."
"Those who don't know won't blame me."
Chen Hao smiled and interrupted Lei Yang who was about to apologize.
"You are a true peerless master. I am convinced, and I am convinced." Lao Lang's words came from the heart.
Others thought that the old wolf was wearing Chen Hao's marksmanship, and nodded deeply.
Lao Lang handed Chen Hao the map he had marked and said, "You hold this map, what do we need to do next?"
The others were also straightened up and waiting for Chen Hao to assign tasks.
"Look for that training camp, I'll do it alone. Don't show up again. I don't want you to get into danger or lose your life because of helping me."
Chen Hao's decision was to avoid being dragged down, and the Intelligence Bureau would use any means to find Lao Lang's group.
They were most secure in hiding for a while, and he knew where the person he was going to save was, so it was not difficult to find it according to the route on the map.
Lao Lang thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, do what you said."
No objection to others.
At present, they are indeed not suitable to go out.