Chapter 521 - Ruins (2/2)

Chiang picked up the conversation and pitched in, “If Mr. Mie goes separately, we can avoid being attacked by mercenaries. Just dealing with the rebels we encounter will greatly reduce our risk.”

“Those mercenaries only need to pass on the information of the war correspondent to the Libyan rebels and me, and they will stop their fighting to hunt me. So, on your return, even if you encounter the rebels, it is possible that they would not attack you,” Xiao Luo opined.

As soon as Kong Yunhong heard that, he made up his mind and said, “Right, that makes sense! Mr. Mie, maybe it’s best to return via a different route.”

Xiao Luo cast a glance at Kong Yunhong.

“You have a lot of nerve,” Jiang Zhiming scowled.

“Er, well… Hehehe.”

Kong Yunhong rubbed the back of his head and laughed in embarrassment.

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When they arrived at the location, they were met with a town in ruins. There were broken bricks, bullet holes, and garbage was strewn everywhere. Even the street lamps in the middle of the road were riddled with bullet holes and stained with smoke.

The town looked like a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie, and the burnt-out cars the team occasionally came across lent to the dystopian atmosphere.

“Stop the vehicle!”

Xiao Luo suddenly raised his hand.

The authority of Xiao Luo was supreme in the Special Operations team, and the driver stopped immediately before even getting an order from Jiang Zhiming. They were in the lead vehicle, and as soon as they stopped, the whole convoy came to a standstill.

“Stand by!”

Jiang hailed his section commanders through his intercom. Although he did not find any hostile threats, Xiao Luo must have noticed something wrong for him to instruct them to stop.

Kong Yunhong looked around, then turned back and asked, “Mr. Mie, what’s the matter?”

“Shut up!”

Xiao Luo snarled at him, and then he closed his eyes as he tried to detect the sound he heard earlier. He heard a man’s sinister laughter as well as a woman’s cries for help, but it was so very faint. Xiao Luo could hardly pick it up even with his senses enhanced by King of Mercenaries and the Yi Jinjing. But he heard enough to tell him that the language the woman spoke was English.

Perhaps that was Sarah Michelle?

Xiao Luo wondered as his two ears wiggled like a radar dish searching for signals.