This is a war-torn country, a magical country, and it is even more scarred country. The name of this country is Afghanistan, and it has successively encountered the British-Arab War, the Afghan War, and the Second Afghan War. But even so, it still failed to destroy this country. It is very strong and terrible.

Kandahar, the second largest city in Afghanistan.

The address Sun Liu pointed to Long Xiaoqi was here. It was the room number of a hotel. Long Xiaoqi walked into the hotel without hesitation and walked towards this room. When he was walking towards this room, he suddenly felt like he wanted to laugh: No soldier is more free than me, right?

He felt that he was not a soldier? He almost never stayed in the army for a year, flying everywhere, running everywhere. Others were training and tasks in the army, and he just wandered around. But Long Xiaoqi knew that the reason why he could do this was not because he was indulged, but because all this was a tempering for him.

Until now, he has not been able to become a dragon in the Dragon Hidden Army; until now, he has no idea where he will go in the future. Not knowing it may not mean that he cannot guess. He has a feeling that his burden in the future will be very heavy, perhaps so heavy that it is unimaginable.

If a special environment gives you absolute freedom, it must not be care, but trust and expectation. In the end, the inability to escape under freedom will be the truth of freedom. Conventional troops, special forces, special troops, shadow troops... The higher the degree of freedom, the greater the responsibility it bears. When the degree of freedom reaches the level of Long Xiaoqi, professional soldiers have become a lifetime system.

This is a lifelong profession, and those who are free cannot escape. Of course, Long Xiaoqi never thought of escaping. From the first day he entered the army, he knew that the profession of military personnel would accompany him throughout his life until the end of his life.

This may be a torture for normal people, but Long Xiaoqi has no feeling about it at all, because this life-long profession itself is their profession. Grandpa passed on to me, and I passed on to my son, and the red family passed on to me from generation to generation.

"Tu tu tu!..."

Long Xiaoqi knocked on the door gently, and then stood quietly at the door waiting. He was guessing what kind of face he would open the door, what kind of treatment would be, men, women, or what kind of treatment he would be after opening the door: a sudden assassination test? Or a ruthless scrutiny?

This is the most powerful killer organization he can recognize. Perhaps there are also those who are as powerful as the God Punishment, such as Gui Hanzo, and a certain family... But the God Punishment must be stronger. Even the young man is chased and runs all over the world. You can imagine how powerful the God Punishment is.

The door of the room opened, and a fat man with a greasy and greasy man stared at Long Xiaoqi for a few seconds, and immediately showed an extremely enthusiastic smile. When he smiled, the fat on his face piled up together, squeezing his eyes as if he was squinting.

"Oh my god, welcome, warm welcome! Are you tired? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Come on, come in quickly. We should eat and drink a little, and never see each other, hahaha..." The fat man pinched the chicken legs with one hand and put the other hand on Long Xiaoqi's shoulder, dragging the other person in like a good buddy.

Long Xiaoqi was a little uncomfortable with this enthusiasm. It was not because of the fat man's greasy hands, but because the fat man's narrowed eyes were shining with the luster of money. And this fat man was a Chinese, a Chinese with a standard standard.

There are really not many Chinese people in Afghanistan. Anyone who can gain a foothold in this place has a few tricks. You must know that it is definitely not easy for those who can survive in a place of war, riots, and riots, and make money. Especially like the fat man in front of you, it is even more difficult to eat here like a ball.

"Just call me Fatty Li, hahahaha..." The fat man pulled Long Xiaoqi in, took out a bottle of Coke and handed it over and said with a smile: "I laughed at you, I laughed at you, I am not so fat, but because of my physical condition. This is like capital operation. When the capital market begins to expand, as long as you are in it, it will expand with you. Actually, I am a finance person, specializing in capital operation. This capital operation focuses on group cooperation and making it bigger together, hehehehe..."

What Long Xiaoqi saw was a full house of food, canned sardines, canned beef, canned chicken, fries, potato chips, roast chicken, roast duck... physical problems? The food problem is right!

"I'm here..."

"I know!" Fatty Li opened his eyes and clapped his hands and smiled, "Join the team and expand capital together! Hehehe... It's not that I'm bragging to you. Our capital operation method is not something that ordinary people can understand. Others think that Afghanistan is in war and poverty, but you must know that the more chaotic the place, the easier it is to operate capital, and the easier it is to expand like a ball. Brother, your vision is very accurate. I won't ask who introduced you. Anyway, just follow your brother to ensure that you are delicious and spicy! Do you know the exchange ratio of Afghan coins yesterday? Do you know the proportion of Afghan coins this morning? Do you know how much I earned in one day?"

The light of the money in Fatty Li's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the fat on his face trembled with his movements, as if he could squeeze out a few pounds of lard at any time.

"Is this an incision?" Long Xiaoqi asked in surprise.

"Incision? Oh..." Fatty Li suddenly realized and pointed his fat finger at Long Xiaoqi and said, "Baota River Demon!"

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Have I found the wrong place? But what Sun Liuzhi told me is here... Capital operation? What the hell? I care about the exchange ratio of your Ani... Is this Fat Li playing tricks with me?

"Brother, you must have the strength to play capital operations in Afghanistan. Brother, I am the kind of person with strength!" Fatty Li sat heavily on the chair.

“Cruff!”

The wooden chair was sat in this way, and he moaned in pain, and was pushed outwards, almost bursting. God knows why the life of this chair is so miserable, and he is sitting under his butt like a fat pig.

"I have dealing with every force here, including the base!" Fatty Li stretched out his fat index finger and said proudly: "But my strength is not here, but that no one dares to collect protection fees from me! You must know that although the US imperialism withdraws, it has left a mess. Various forces and all kinds of awesome, but I can play with brother! Go back to the point, how much money did you bring, are you going to play with big or small?"

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Chapter completed!