It was actually not too late at this time, but there were no customers in the cafe. The war was destroying everything in this country. In an environment where shells could fly in at any time, who was in the mood to drink coffee? What's more, even water has become extremely precious, let alone coffee?

Xia Lei not only ordered several pots of coffee, but also ordered a lot of pastries and delicacies. He knew that girls like snacks, but this was not to please them, but to simply entertain them.

More than a dozen girls were drinking coffee and eating snacks, and their nervousness was wiped out.

Yusna stuffed a piece of rose cake into her mouth, which seemed to be choking, and then picked up another cup of coffee and poured it into her mouth.

Xia Lei smiled and said, "Eat slowly and don't choke."

Yusna's face turned slightly red, "I... haven't eaten rose cake for a long time."

In fact, it was not just her, but other girls were also in the same situation as hers. They were a little anxious and even a little embarrassed.

"We serve food in a limited quantity, but we can't eat enough, let alone eat such delicious pastries." Yusna said, looking a little sad. "Some people can do anything for food. I think we... we are not far from a day, and war is destroying everything we have."

Xia Lei said, "Don't worry, don't be sad. Am I here now? I will help you." He stretched out a hand to Yusna, "My name is Xia Chuangsheng, I hope we can become friends."

Yusna hesitated for a moment, and finally gave birth to a hand and shook hands with Xia Lei, "My name is Yusna." Then she quickly retracted her hand. In the Arab world, women are forbidden to shake hands with men, especially in public places like cafes.

It’s not that Xia Lei didn’t know the customs here, he deliberately wanted to try Yusna and the courage of these girls. If they didn’t even have the courage to break through the world, would they still have the courage to go to the battlefield where shells fly across the battlefield to help those suffering people?

Xia Lei reached out to a girl with wheat-colored skin and a very "mature" figure, "I'm glad to know you, can you tell me your name?"

The girl with very healthy wheat-colored skin touched Xia Lei's hand gently and shrank back, with a small voice, "Zayiya."

Xia Lei went to shake hands one by one and met them. Perhaps because he looked like a child, no girl refused to shake hands with him and told him his name.

"Mr. Xia, are you learning Arabic? You are so fluent. When you speak Arabic, I suspect you grew up on this land." Yusna said: "I was very curious about this when I was in the square, and I dare not ask you."

Shale smiled and said, "I know dozens of languages." Then, he said the same thing in French, Italian, Russian, and even Pashto.

The girls were stunned.

They are all college students, but they only have two foreign languages ​​that master the most languages. The 16 or 17-year-old boy in front of him spoke several languages. He also said that he knew dozens of languages, so they couldn't help thinking in their hearts. Even if he was born to learn a foreign language, he would not be able to master dozens of languages, right?

There are many academic masters among these Syrian girls, and Yusna is one of them, but in front of this young man from China, she also felt ashamed of her IQ being crushed.

"Friends, join my charity and go with me to help those in need." Xia Lei brought the conversation to the point.

"Mr. Xia, do you... really have one billion US dollars?" Zaiya, who has a wheat-colored skin and a very "mature" look at Xia Lei, staring at him with a little doubt in her eyes.

Girls actually have such doubts. How could you get a billion dollars for a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old?

Moreover, that is the billion US dollars that you plan to donate. Those who can donate billion US dollars should have assets worth tens of billion US dollars, right?

Is it possible for a child of sixteen or seventeen years old?

Xia Lei smiled, "I can't prove it with so much cash, but I ask you to believe me, I'm not a liar, I really want to help you."

Girls, look at me, and I look at you, but no one expresses his opinion.

beep, beep...

Xia Lei's cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and took a look, then answered the phone, "I am Xia Chongsheng, who are you?"

A man's voice came from his phone, in Arabic, "Hello Mr. Xia, I am the news host of the National TV station, my name is Said. I received your email and I am very excited. Thank you for your support. I can't wait to interview you. May I ask, when will it be convenient for you?"

Xia Lei said: "It's OK now."

"Now? Are you sure?" Said's voice had a little surprise.

"I'm sure, my time is a little tight. I won't stay here for a long time, so just tonight." Xia Lei said.

"Okay, I'll prepare it and then come over. See you later, Mr. Xia." Sayed hung up the phone.

Xia Lei put away his cell phone and said with a smile: "Mr. Sayed from your national television station will be interviewed here later, which may help you believe me."

"Ah?" The girls were collectively frightened again.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside the hotel cafe. In a blink of an eye, a large group of fully armed soldiers appeared at the entrance of the cafe. The leader was a middle-aged officer, who was a major general from the rank on his shoulders. There was also a casual man with a radical body, who looked like he was in his fifties. He was dressed brightly and had a valuable watch.

Yusna suddenly became nervous, "Mr. Xia, go quickly!"

Zaiya was also nervous, "That was Ahamd's father and his brother-in-law. They must have brought someone to catch you. You can leave!"

Because she was anxious, she even reached out and pushed Xia Lei.

But Xia Lei did not respond at all. He just looked at Ahamud's father and brother-in-law who were walking towards him, as well as at least hundreds of fully armed Syrian soldiers following behind them.

In fact, Yusna and Zaiya need to remind Xia Lei that he knew who was coming. It was not surprising that Ahamud's family found this place so quickly.

"It's him!" A Syrian young man squeezed into the front from a group of soldiers and pointed at Xia Lei, "It's him, that Oriental boy! He beat Ahamd!"

Xia Lei's eyes moved to the Syrian youth who identified him. There was a wet mark on the kid's crotch, obviously the guy who beat him the most but was scared to pee.

"Aren't you very good at beating? I see if you can still be arrogant!" The Syrian youth's eyes were full of resentful divine light, and his face was full of vicious sneer.

Xia Lei suddenly walked towards him.

"Stop!" Ahamud's brother-in-law shouted angrily: "Kneel down for me!"

Xia Lei didn't even stop his pace.

An officer suddenly rushed up and smashed Xia Lei with the handle of the ak47 rifle in his hand.

Xia Lei reached out and unloaded the gun in one second, then he broke it lightly, and with a click, an ak47 became two pieces.

The atmosphere in the hotel cafe suddenly condensed.

Xia Lei suddenly stabbed the half-cut gun in his hand at the chest of the Syrian young man who pointed at him.

Puff!

The broken gun was poured into his chest and the gun head was penetrated from his back.

Blood splattered.

The Syrian young man who identified Xia Lei looked at the broken gun pierced on his chest in horror. He couldn't believe that Xia Lei dared to attack him in such an environment, but the broken gun reminded him in a bloody way that it was true.

"Ah..." A faint scream came from the throat of the Syrian youth, and then fell down.

Xia Lei looked at the Syrian youth lying on the ground with expressionless expression, and said lightly: "There is not opportunities every time. I have given you a chance, but you don't cherish it. People like you will hurt more people when they live, so die."

Bang!

A soldier suddenly shot Xia Lei.

The soldier stood behind the Syrian youth, perhaps because of his nervousness. At a distance of closeness, Xia Lei had no room to dodge.

Everyone thought Xia Lei would be shot and fell to the ground.

Although Chinese Kung Fu is magical, it is impossible to avoid bullets, right?

However, Xia Lei moved one step like a ghost, and the bullet flew over his body and hit a vase.

Hurry!

The vase broke all over the floor, and a bouquet of Damas roses inserted in the vase fell to the ground.

More muzzles were raised to capture Xia Lei's figure.

Xia Lei paused suddenly, and his right hand had already grasped Ahamud's father's neck.

Ahamud's father's face and neck instantly appeared purple, which was a manifestation of hypoxia.

"Let them put down their guns." Xia Lei said, his voice as cold as a knife.

"You'd better know what you're doing!" Ahamud's brother-in-law roared: "You'll die!"

Xia Lei said, "Don't you come here just to kill me? Why should you give me a hope of living? Let your man put down his gun, otherwise I will immediately break your father-in-law's neck."

"Bastard!" Ahhamd's brother-in-law's anger had reached its peak. He had never been humiliated like this!

Xia Lei's left hand holding Ahamud's father's neck suddenly lifted up, and Ahamud's father's feet suddenly left the ground, and he struggled desperately.

"Put down the gun!" Ahamud's brother-in-law finally gave the order.

Only then did Xia Lei put down Ahamud's father.

Just now, Xia Lei could actually stop the bullet, and he didn't need to avoid or take Ahamud's father as a hostage. The reason for his doing this is not complicated. He just doesn't want to be too strong and scare the girls. In addition, he also has a further consideration, that is, he is here to help the suffering people here, not to punish corrupt officials, and that is not what he, an outsider, should he do. So, in this environment in front of him, he can't kill all these people, right?

"Let your people quit for the time being," said Xia Lei.

"Don't go too far!" Ahamud's brother-in-law suppressed his anger, but he could hardly suppress it.

Xia Lei raised his left and right again.

"You all go out!" Ahamud's brother-in-law yelled.

All the soldiers left the cafe, but did not go far, but waited at the entrance of the cafe, ready to rush in and kill the arrogant oriental boy at any time.

"Very good, let's continue to have coffee." Xia Lei said with a smile.
Chapter completed!