Jin Lang pulled Mira out of the mall. Mira saw that Jin Lang's face was not very good, so she couldn't help but pull his arm.
"Don't be angry." Mira said softly.
Jin Lang shook his head: "I'm not angry, I'm just a little unwilling. This is not my original intention. I want to improve the lives of Somali people. Who knows"
"Forget it, the world is like this. Wherever there are people, there is nepotism. There is no way to stop this. You have done a good job." Mira looked at her man tenderly with a smile on her face. She saw his dedication and hard work, and knew how much he had worried about it.
Jin Lang smiled at Mira, knowing that she was comforting him. He didn't want to disappoint her, so he couldn't help but said: "My husband will give you a surprise in two days."
"Surprise?" Mira suddenly became happy. "What exactly is the surprise?"
"This is a secret that cannot be revealed." Jin Lang looked enigmatic, with a smile in his eyes.
"Ignore you," Mira snorted pretending to be angry.
"Okay, okay, it's all a surprise. If I say it now, won't it have the effect of a surprise? I'll make sure you're satisfied in two days." Jin Lang said the last sentence ambiguously.
"Bah" Mira's little face was a little red, and her coquettish look was very cute.
"We are an old couple now." Jin Lang put his arms around Mira's waist and rubbed it slowly with his palms.
"That can't be said. We'll talk about it after we get back." Mira glanced at him with a smile, which made Jin Lang feel his heart beat hard. He found that Mira was becoming more and more charming.
The two walked around the street for a while before returning home. The place where Jin Lang lived was built into a luxurious manor. From the outside, it looked no less than the presidential palaces of other countries. It looked solemn and solemn. A huge colorful photo frame hung on it. In the middle, there is a photo of Jin Lang wearing a general uniform, giving people a majestic feeling.
As soon as I got home, a servant reported that the group leader, Salva, had been kneeling in the living room for a long time. Jin Lang couldn't help but feel slightly better after hearing this. It seemed that Salva had not reached that particularly unbearable state.
When he walked into the living room, he saw that Salva was naked and carrying three thorn sticks on his back. The sharp thorns pricked his back and drew blood.
Seeing this scene, Mira walked towards the bedroom obediently, and gave him a not too harsh look before leaving.
Jin Lang also didn't expect that Salva would learn from the Chinese allusions he had told before and plead guilty. He stood there and looked at Salva's back kneeling on the ground. The blood had already wet the carpet along his back. And his body was trembling slightly as he continued to kneel for several hours.
Jin Lang walked up slowly and sat on the main seat in the living room as if ignoring him. He reached out to take the coffee brought by the servant and drank it slowly.
But when Salva saw the apostle, he didn't make a sound and kept kneeling motionless.
Jin Lang finished a cup of coffee, then looked down at the other party, and said in a numb tone: "You know you are wrong?"
¡°I know,¡± Salva said with a deep sense of guilt in his tone.
"Salva." Jin Lang stood up slowly and walked slowly in the hall. "Do you still remember why you followed me back then?".
"To to make the lives of the tribe better." Salva said with some trembling.
"Not bad" Jin Lang nodded. "You have accomplished this goal now. You have allowed your people to live a happy life, but this is not enough." Jin Lang said as he slowly helped Salva up, and found the other person's face Already burst into tears.
"Master Apostle, II was wrong." Salva could no longer bear the guilt and burst into tears.
Jin Lang stretched out his hand to hold the three thorns and pulled them upwards. Three huge scars appeared on Salva's back: "This is your punishment."
Salva was trembling more violently, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent, letting the large pool of blood wet his back.
"Salva I know I was wrong." Salva's face was twisted in pain, but he still managed to open his mouth and said.
"It's good that you know you were wrong," Jin Lang said, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder. At the same time, the scar on Salva's back healed quickly. After a while, it was intact as before, but it was just Three long and narrow scars were left
"These three scars are meant to teach you this lesson."
"After Salva resigned as head of the group, he must be grateful for the apostle's great kindness to our Somali people every day." Salva once again leakedTwo tears.
"Asshole"
When Jin Lang heard this, his face suddenly became furious, and he slapped Salva so hard that he flew up and landed heavily on the ground.
"What did you say? Resign as head of the regiment?" Jin Lang glared at him angrily.
"II don't have the shame to be the leader anymore." Salva spurted blood from his mouth and his face was swollen, but he completely ignored his injuries and looked at the apostle with tearful eyes.
"Have you already thought about it?" Jin Lang's expression suddenly became lonely, as if all the burdens were pressing on his back.
"I" Salva was speechless when he saw the lonely look in the apostle's eyes.
"Now that you've thought about it, let's go out." After Jin Lang said this, he turned around and walked upstairs, murmuring to himself in a low voice: "You can't bear the slightest setback. Are Somalis really like this?" Don¡¯t you have any backbone?¡±
"The Apostle"
Salva suddenly raised his head and stood up, his eyes suddenly became firmer than ever before. Although his face was extremely scarlet and bloodshot, his body standing upright was so tall.
"Please believe me again, I will show you that the Somalis will not let you down. Please appoint me as the leader."
"You can do whatever you want, I'm tired." Jin Lang said and entered his bedroom without looking back.
Salva¡¯s face was excited, and he suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the people upstairs, but he was shouting in his heart: ¡°This time, I will never let the apostle down.¡±
Jin Lang walked into the bedroom and lay down heavily on the big bed. He felt very tired now, and his heart was tired.
"What's wrong?" Mira slowly crawled over and gently touched his face and asked.
¡°It¡¯s nothing, I¡¯m just a little tired.¡± Jin Lang looked at Mira with a smile and reached out to touch her catkins.
Mira smiled softly: "When you are tired, take a rest and I will serve you."
After speaking, Mira had a strong lust in her eyes. She reached out and untied her man's belt, then opened her small mouth and swallowed it into her mouth, serving him slowly.
Jin Lang looked lovingly at Mira, who was constantly trying to please him, feeling that it was God's kindness to him to have such a perfect woman.
Three days later
A large cargo ship sailed into Antu Port, and the people waiting at the port began to get busy, constantly lifting sealed wooden boxes one after another. The wooden boxes were extremely heavy, and it was impossible to see what was inside from the outside. The moving workers couldn't help but wonder what was inside, so heavy.
When Jin Lang got the news, he excitedly waited for the visitor in the living room. He was already a little restless. Not long after, two people walked into the hall. One of them was tall and thin, and he was a doctor. The other person wore a black scarf on his head, only showing two indifferent eyes.
"You are finally back." Jin Lang didn't feel relieved until he saw the two of them. "What are the results of the past six months?"
The doctor smiled more and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Andela's uncle has been killed. His tribe has now fallen into our hands and is still fighting with other factions of Al Qaeda." , I believe it won¡¯t be long before we can gain a foothold in the Arabian Peninsula.¡±
"Okay" Jin Lang clapped his hands with a satisfied smile on his face. Tutankhamun, whom he had appointed as a doctor six months ago, led a large number of people to the Arabian Peninsula. Ever since he learned that Andela's uncle was a chief of a large tribe, Jin Lang planned to take advantage of it. Now that a hidden danger has been lifted, How could he not be happy?
He looked at the person wrapped in a scarf next to him. This person was of course Tutkamun. In order not to cause unnecessary panic, Tutkamun always wore a scarf on his head when he went out.
"I'll feel relieved when you come back. Where are those things? Have you found them?" After the three of them sat down, Jin Lang asked the question he was most concerned about.
"We have retrieved them all according to your instructions. The place is really hard to find. It is a complete desert. Although you told us the approximate location, we still searched for more than three months before we found it. In order to be careful, the excavation was delayed. Some time, otherwise it wouldn¡¯t have taken so long.¡±
Jin Lang nodded understandingly. Now that the things had been shipped back, he no longer had anything to worry about.
"What about the Arab side? Nothing will happen to you when you come back, right?"
"Don't worry, we are using your name as the apostle in the local area, which is very effective. The locals also hate the chief. And I'm afraid you don't know that your name as the apostle has spread to Arabia." The doctor's eyes With a smile in his heart, he looked at Jin Lang and said:?.
Jin Lang touched his nose: "Am I already so famous?".
"But" The doctor suddenly stopped talking.
"But what?" Jin Lang's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but ask.
"However, the holy city of Mecca does not recognize your apostle status. It seems that there will be some trouble in the future."
Hearing this, Jin Lang couldn't help but fell silent. Mecca is a holy city revered by Islam and is also the core area of ??Islam. Mecca is located in western Arabia, along the coast of the Red Sea. It is the place with the most serious religious conflicts in the world. The locals grew up They are influenced by religion. Most people are religious extremists and can do all kinds of crazy things.
Chapter 55: Asking for forgiveness
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