The plane landed in Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan. Li Dachuan and Liu Qing did not stop and then took a bus to Kandahar. The US military has now controlled there, but the battle has not stopped. The place is still a very chaotic and dangerous place.

The man driving was in his early forties, tall and thin, wearing a square headscarf and a thick beard, named Zamal Ahadi, and is an authentic Turkmenistan. Although this is also exotic, it gives people a strange feeling. Li Dachuan also always wants to strip his clothes to see if there are wires or something inside.

He is not an informant or a branch combatant of the Shadow Agents, but a linker arranged through special channels, that is, a professional person who sells various intelligence.

Zamar Ahadi knew some Chinese and also talked to Li Dachuan and Liu Qing in Chinese along the way. He didn't know what Li Dachuan was doing on this trip, and he wouldn't tell Li Dachuan and Liu Qing about his own secrets.

According to the plan, Zamal Ahadi will send Li Dachuan and Liu Qing to a hotel in Kandahar. That place is where Han Keer last appeared. This information happened to be provided by Zamal Ahadi. This is also the reason why Li Dachuan and Liu Qing met him. They need to get more information from Zamal Ahadi.

Zamar Ahadi's car is an old van with no brand, but the steering wheel logo is BMW. BMW has definitely never produced such a garbage van. It is very likely that it was a car that bought parts from the old car market and pieced together. There is also a trace of being hit by a shotgun on the body of the car. It has not been treated and the bullet holes are already rusted around.

The broken car was not moving fast. When Li Dachuan was not talking to Zamal Ahadi, the most important thing he did was to open the car windows and enjoy the scenery on both sides of the road.

The sight is full of withered mountains and the deserted next door, monotonous and boring. The scenery that Li Dachuan wants to see is clean beaches, naughty waves, beach girls in bikini, or young girls who are wearing nothing, lying generously on beach chairs basking in the sun. Here, he can only see yellow sand and stones, and stupid goats. Occasionally, he can see a small village on the roadside, but there is no modern atmosphere. The houses made of soil and stones do not have any beauty, but instead give people a feeling of depression and vicissitudes. He can also see some Afghan girls, but they all wear traditional robes and black headscarves without exception, and even have a veil covering their faces. To cover up a situation, if you lift the veil, you may see Sister Bingbing, or Sister Feng, but who has the mood and courage to do so?

"Are you... really a couple?" Zamal Ahadi, who was driving, suddenly said in Chinese. Although he knew Chinese, it was wrong to emphasize it. It gave people a feeling that there was a piece of ice in his mouth.

Li Dachuan withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at Zamal Ahadi with some vigilance.

Liu Qing's pretty face turned slightly red, "Of course it's true, why did you ask that?"

Zamar Ahadi smiled, "It's nothing, just ask casually. Your husband should pay attention to his words and deeds. In this country, many things are forbidden. Sometimes a look of eyes will be hostile and will be attacked. Did you see bullet holes in the car? That was when I bought cigarettes in Kandahar, because I looked at the woman who sold cigarettes for more, which angered his husband. The guy shot me with a gun... I was scared when I thought about it, but the woman had a very good figure."

Liu Qing glanced at Li Dachuan awkwardly. Zamal Ahadi is a man in his forties and has a lot of experience in life. His reminder is obviously aimed at Li Dachuan. This man from China is likely to be troubled by not knowing some of the situations. He asked her if Li Dachuan was a real couple, and it was obviously the same reason.

Li Dachuan had no disgust or favors for his reminder. If those Afghan men could kill a cultivator in the dispersal realm casually, they would have driven the American soldiers out of their territory long ago. Therefore, as long as they were not killers of cultivators, they would not take the threat from ordinary people or warriors to heart. He asked lightly: "Zamar? Brother Ahadi, do you have a gun?"

"Yes, I have a pistol on my body, and I have an ak47 at home." Zamal Ahadi did not hide it.

Li Dachuan smiled, "That's good. If you encounter such an attack, Brother Zamal Ahadi, you must protect us."

Zamar Ahadi smiled but said nothing.

"Where did she go to the person we are looking for?" After a brief silence, Li Dachuan tentatively said.

Zamar Ahadi said: "Ha, it may be the north or the west."

"Is it going to take money soon?" Li Dachuan cursed in his heart and gave Liu Qing a wink.

Liu Qing nodded, put the five hundred dollars on the dashboard, and said, "Tell us, you will get more."

Zamar Ahadi took the money without hesitation and put it in his pocket, then said, "I went to the mountainous area to the east. There is a village in that mountain, but it has been destroyed and no one lives there. I don't know if the woman went to that village, which is now controlled by Taliban militants, and I can't bring you in."

"I'll give you two thousand dollars, and you take us to that village to see, how about it?" Li Dachuan said.

Zamar Ahadi shook his head, "Two thousand dollars is indeed a large sum, it is very important to me, but my life is even more important. I dare not go to that place rashly. However, if you give me one thousand dollars, I can take you near that mountain area. If you have the ability and courage, you can walk there. That place is not far, only a week."

"Let's go to that hotel first, think about it, and then tell you our decision. What do you think?" Li Dachuan said. He would not rashly enter an area controlled by Taliban militants because of unconfirmed intelligence. Professional intelligence personnel like Zamal Ahadi may deliberately fabricate a false information for a thousand dollars and take them to dangerous places.

When he was away, he knew very well that the only person he could trust was Liu Qing.

"Well, I'll stay in Kandahar for three days. If you don't contact me, I'll leave and won't take you to that place again." Zamal Ahadi said.

"Okay, that's all." Li Dachuan turned his gaze out the window to enjoy the scenery along the way. Although the scenery outside the window was monotonous and boring, it could even be described as desolate and ugly, it was also an exotic style. This was his first time abroad, and at least he had to read enough money.

Liu Qing also looked at the scenery, but she did not have the same thoughts as Li Dachuan. She felt bored and didn't want to see it anymore. She leaned her head on Li Dachuan's shoulder, closed her eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

Zamal Ahadi's broken car bumped for a whole day before he arrived in Kandahar. The US troops stationed here set up checkpoints at the necessary intersections, and all people and cars who had to pass the checkpoint must be inspected.

Zamar Ahadi hid his pistol in a hidden drawer under the driver's seat. While waiting in line, he turned around and looked at Li Dachuan and reminded: "Although you are Chinese, those US troops are very sensitive to guns. If you carry a gun, you will find a way to deal with it."

Li Dachuan smiled, "I didn't bring a gun." He actually not only brought it, but also brought a cautionary arsenal, long guns, short cannons, grenades, bazooka, etc., in a mess, but those things were all in his storage ring. No matter how advanced detection instruments the US military at the checkpoint used, they could not find his guns and ammunition.

In fact, the US military soldiers at the checkpoint did not check very carefully. Most of the time, they were doing relevant treatments based on their own experience. If a person with a panic and flickering eyes came over, they would check it carefully, and even questioned what area, what to do, etc. But if someone with a calm expression and a kind-looking person walked over, their inspection would be relatively simple and quick.

After nearly an hour of queue, the night fell, finally passed the checkpoint. Zamal Ahadi saw the car all over the city of Kandahar, stopped the car on a roadside, took out the pistol he had hidden in the dark trunk, carried it with him, and then drove around the city again. Knowing that Li Dachuan and Liu Qing did not carry guns, his expression relaxed a little, and he did not feel the slight nervous feeling he had before.

It was another half an hour later when I arrived at that hotel. Zamal Ahadi put Li Dachuan and Liu Qing down, left a contact information, and drove away.

There was a large billboard hanging on the gate of the hotel, which was written in Arabic, English and Chinese with the name of the hotel. Li Dachuan looked for a while before he found the Chinese name, Golden Sheep Hotel.

The room had been booked, an ordinary suite. When you check in, Li Dachuan and Liu Qing were naturally using pseudonyms, and they were staying in the name of a newlywed couple. This is just a concealment. In this special place, if the couple is not living in the same room, it will attract strange attention. And if an agent is paid attention to, it is a failure in itself.

After entering the room, Li Dachuan looked around with his eyes and confirmed that there was nothing strange before saying, "The professional intelligence officer Zamal Ahadi cannot believe all the words of his proposal, but we can consider it."

Liu Qing nodded, "If we can't find any clues, we can really consider it."

"You take the spiritual root cultivation pill first." Li Dachuan took out the golden silk spirit pot from the cave, and then took out a spiritual root cultivation pill from the golden silk spirit pot and handed it to Liu Qing.

The spiritual root cultivation pill became more and more crystal clear after being cultivated by the golden silk spirit pot, and exuded strong spiritual energy and spiritual energy. It was much stronger than when it was released. In addition to the spiritual root cultivation pill and the elixir prepared for Liu Qing, Li Dachuan also put a lot of magic talismans in the golden silk spirit pot, such as fire talismans, amulets, ghost-extinguishing talismans, ghost sealing talismans, crane talismans, stone spear talismans, etc. However, the golden silk spirit pot can "raising" the spiritual elixirs better, but I don't know if it can "raising" the magic talismans better. After all, that is something that needs facts to prove, and until now, he has not had the opportunity to use any magic talismans.

Liu Qing took a spiritual root cultivation pill and then lay lazily on the bed. Half of the snow-white long skirt was pressed under her thighs by her, and the exposed skin was fair and tender, with an indescribable charm. She posed in this position, which looked like a girl on the cover of a male magazine posing for a photo, but she seemed to be tired. She really needed to lie on the soft bed and rest.

Li Dachuan took out a pistol from the storage ring and handed it to Liu Qing, saying, "You have taken most of the spiritual root cultivation pills now. When you finish all the pills, I will give you the elixir to help you open the Qihai Dantian and make you a real immortal cultivator. When your spiritual power is enough, I will refine a new magic gun for you. At that time, a cultivator who is better than you can also kill it, so there is no need to use the ordinary gun in front of you anymore."

Holding the gun, Liu Qing sighed softly in her heart, "Oh... It's a pity that my thighs are white. This guy is sometimes very lustful, sometimes like a piece of wood. By the way, was it because I blacked his eyes last time, and didn't he dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about me?"

Li Dachuan, who was really looking at the ceiling, thought to himself: "If I use a wind-repelling technique at this time, blow up her skirt and reveal her old foundation...will she slap me in the eye again?"
Chapter completed!