The woman snatched the last two and stuffed them into her cleavage, "This guy looks easy to recognize. You can know where he is tonight...but..."

"I will come here tonight, and you will get another ten dollars..." Arkan said seriously, "In addition, we will get a roasted whole lamb for us. I didn't expect that the food in this ghost place would be richer than the city center!"

"Because the city center is very strict, and there are many goods brought by foreigners here. Look, the refugees in the tents are not all very poor, some are black market merchants who are mixed in. They brought a lot of goods that were urgently needed during the war... Moreover, this is a refugee camp, which has attracted the attention of the international community. Both sides dare not come here to fight. Although it looks messy, it is very safe." The waiter also followed the topic of Akan and introduced the situation to the three of them.

It really surprised Zhang Fan and the other two. This place has everything and is not expensive. Even many people in the city come here to purchase food and daily necessities. This slum and refugee camp market is like a wartime black market trading center. It plays a role in transfusion of blood for both sides of the war...

Akan got the guarantee from the waitress and had a full meal with Zhang Fanluyi, then went to this huge slum and refugee camp to get acquainted with the environment here, and to see if the evil spirits appear during the day are as serious as the urban area. However, it seems that this place is much cleaner during the day than the Huma urban area. Perhaps this is the edge of the evil spirits, and the power of the sun's true fire is stronger, and those evil spirits cannot show up.

As soon as they left the pub gate, another table of guests in the pub checked out and followed them out. These were three very strong-looking Arab men, with bulging bodies and seemed to be carrying weapons.

The three foreigners in front seemed to be unaware of the situation, but they were wandering around the market. However, the two young men who seemed to be a couple suddenly handed over the package to the little man, and then hurriedly left the market, as if there was something urgent. This was a really good opportunity, and the little man seemed to have walked into a remote alley.

"It's true that Allah has eyes. He brought this rich foreigner to our eyes." A guy said excitedly.

"Hurry up and block him, there are only three exits on this path, don't let him run away!" An Arab who looked like a leader immediately arranged his subordinates to act separately, and wanted to block Akan in the alley.

A vicious man appeared in front of Akan, holding a pistol in his hand, signaling Akan to stand aside. When Akan turned around, he found that two Arabs blocked the back path and had weapons in his hands.

"It's really troublesome..." Akan found that his wealth seemed to have caused trouble.

"Please take out all the dollars and let your life go!" a strong man shouted.

There are not pedestrians on this path, but a few pedestrians turned around and ran away when they saw the scene in front of them, or were driven away by the robbers' accomplices, leaving only Akan and them left on the path.

"Help-" Aken shouted.

These robbers laughed, "It's useless to shout your throat. The more you shout, the less the residents here dare to come over. What do you think? I asked you to shout for half an hour to see if someone will come to save you."

"Or else I'll give you a call and ask you to call the police?" The gun-carrying bandit who blocked Akan said with a smile.

Aken said tremblingly, "Is no one really going to come?"

"Of course, we brothers do things, who dares to meddle in other people's business?" a bandit laughed.

"That's good..." Akan nodded with satisfaction, "Let's do it."

Zhang Fan's green wing appeared at both ends of the alley and blocked the bandits. He showed the AK in his hand, and Ak also took out the AK assault gun. Attacking these bandits, it seemed that the firepower was stronger than that of these bandits.

"Now take out all the valuables on you, don't let me struggle with you!" Aken said with a smile.

The bandits were stunned. The weapons in their hands were not the opponent of these three light assault guns. There was only one pistol and a few machetes. How could they fight? The bandits were also aware of them and immediately threw away the weapons in their hands. They stood by and squatted down with their heads in their arms. They surrendered very professionally.

"Do you want to die or live?" Aken knocked the head of the bandit with the barrel.

"The three heroes spared us brothers, but we had no choice. The family had old men and young men, and they were waiting for food at home. Now the world is so chaotic, and there is no way to find work, otherwise we wouldn't do this. Allah is here, and we will never dare to do it again." The leading bearded bandit begged for mercy. Akan heard this, which was similar to the storytelling. He felt that the Arab robber was the same as the ancient Chinese robbers.

When Zhang Fan heard this, although he was familiar with it, he felt compassion, "I think it's okay, we won't lose much anyway. They were also forced by this world." He said it in Chinese. These Arabs didn't understand it and thought they wanted to deal with them. They kept begging for mercy, which made Zhang Fan feel a little amused.

Akan took advantage of the situation and pointed the gun at the robbers and said, "It's easy for you to survive. Do something for me. Otherwise, hum, my elder brother said, strip you all and slaughter them into pieces, and sell them as beef, and you can still make some hard money."

When these robbers heard this, their faces looked like earth, and they bowed repeatedly, "Hero, everything will be done."

Akan took out a few bills and shook them in front of these Arab robbers, "Isn't you going to let you work in vain? Are you short of money? After helping us finish the work, you will get a reward!"

When these robbers heard this, they couldn't believe their ears, "Three heroes, we dare not ask for money anymore. If the hero has any errands, just tell us, and we will be responsible for it. Allah is here, and we are telling the truth."

Akan had no choice but to give the banknotes in his hand ten dollars each, and put them in their hands, "This is a deposit for you. I can tell you that I have collected my deposit from the uncle. If anyone doesn't do it well, I will definitely find his family and kill all his family!"

The robbers were frightened and said they didn't dare to do it. Then they asked Akan what they wanted to do. Akan picked up these bandits and seemed to be convinced, so he took out a photo of the tiger Zhang Liang and asked them to help find it. The tiger Zhang Liang had white hair and looked like a Chinese. Even if he hid, it should be easy for these locals to find it.

"After you find it, don't let that person know, and don't let others know. You can come to us directly, or go to the tavern to tell the waitress that we live... After the matter is done, the uncle will have a reward!" Akan finally ordered.

These bandits were overjoyed to see that these foreigners did not kill them, but also gave them such an easy job. They quickly swear to the sky that they would do it well. In fact, when they first planned to rob the robbery, they didn't expect to rob more than twenty dollars. At this moment, everyone had ten dollars, enough for a family to eat for a few days, and after completing the task, they still had money to get it. Naturally, they worked very hard. Under Aken's urging, the robbers immediately dispersed to find someone.

Green Wing was not interested in this slum, so she returned to the rental house to wait for the news. Zhang Fan Akan continued to visit this shanty town. This shanty town that had been stuffed into tens of thousands of poor people was like a maze. Zhang Fan and Akan were actually lost in it. This was simply a very strange thing.

You know, Aken knows Qimen Dunjia Technique. He is very sensitive to the identification of directions, and he will actually get lost. Could it be that he encountered the ghost on the "Snow Wind" destroyer again? But on that ghost ship, there is probably a ship spirit general who is confused in time and space, causing Aken to be lost. Is this slum also confused in time and space? Just like the Vatican "Confidential Archives" in the spiritual world?

Akan calculated and carefully distinguished the directions, and found that there was no dislocation, but there seemed to be subtle entry and exit in some joints. The buildings in this shanty town are crowded with each other, and the roads in the alleys are chaotic. Sometimes the roads even have to pass through other people's houses. Almost as long as people can be built, small shanty towns are built.

In addition, during the war, thousands of refugee tents gathered on the periphery, which seemed even more messy. But who is Akan? He is an actuary master who restored a stroke of the talisman drawn by the head of Maoshan at a glance! His memory is very strong. Although this slum is also very complex and three-dimensional inconsistent, it is a little worse than a stroke of the talisman.

"Strange, there is actually a distraction here." Akan frowned and pinched his fingers. "This is the corner we just passed by, and it was actually shifted five meters in my mind, so it was wrong with another alley. The small iron house was also three meters away from the height in the image. Hehe, there is actually a master living here!"

"Are you saying that someone is affecting your calculation?" Zhang Fan was a little confused, "Is it a barrier or a magic circle?"
Chapter completed!