2032: C2032 white pearl s

C2032 white pearl s

The white pearl was just one of many in Aleppo. Before the outbreak of the civil war, it was beautiful and prosperous, and the people lived and worked in peace. The streets were filled with vendors selling Aleppo products and tourists from all over the world. It was a scene of prosperity. But now, here and there, the ruins, the wrecked vehicles, the chariots, the unburied skeletons, the dead animals.

The heavy truck stopped in a small street square. It was empty. The wind blew the rubbish on the ground, while the heavy ones rolled about on the ground. The light ones, such as paper and plastic bags, danced in the air. The buildings around the plaza were deathly still. The dilapidated walls and windowless windows formed a desolate and dejected picture of a dead city.

It is man himself, not nature's balancing act, that makes all this happen.

"This is the place." Yusna pointed to a half-collapsed building at the north side of the plaza and said, "My uncle lives in that building. Behind the building, there is also a mosque."

"There's no one here, your uncle and the others ?" Zaiya's voice was filled with worry. She did not finish her words, because her unspoken words would cause Yusna to feel sorrowful.

"Who said there's no one here? There are people everywhere around this plaza. It's just that they were hiding and did not show themselves." Xia Lei suddenly said.

"People everywhere?" Yusna and Zaiya looked left and right, yet still didn't see anyone.

Xia Lei pointed to a small building that had been hit by cannons, "There are three people there." He then pointed at another building, "There are five people there, and there ?"

Without waiting for him to finish, a few people walked out from the building, and then more people walked out from the building. Some held worn-out guns in their hands, while others held weapons such as wooden sticks and iron rods.

Such equipment was clearly not a terrorist, could not be a free armed group, much less a Syrian army.

These people were all men, but they all looked very haggard. Many of their lips were parched and they felt their legs tremble as they walked. However, no matter who it was, they all silently gathered at the street square.

"Let's go down." Xia Lei opened the car door, "It's up to you guys now, it's easier for you to negotiate with them than it is for me to negotiate with them."

"Yes." Zaiya and Yusna responded as they got out of the car.

More and more people appeared, not just men, but women and children. However, they didn't move closer. Instead, they stood in the distance and watched.

"Who is it?" A tall man shouted, his voice hoarse and weak.

"That's ?" Yusna suddenly cried out in alarm, "Uncle! "Uncle!"

The tall man was stunned for a moment as he stared at Yusna.

"Uncle!" I am Yusna! I am Yusna! " Yusna ran towards the tall and thin man, crying as he ran.

"It's good that her uncle is still alive." Zaiya mumbled to herself. She was happy for Yusna.

Xia Lei said: "Seems like we don't need to explain anything. Let's go over."

"Yes." Zaiya replied.

Xia Lei dragged the terrorist leader who was lying on the hood down, then grabbed one of his feet as he walked towards Yusna and her uncle.

Many people also gathered from different directions.

"It's really Yusna, my Yusna! "I thought I would never see you again in this life ?" The tall man finally recognized Yusna. He excitedly pulled Yusna into his embrace, and his eyes started to tear up.

"Uncle, Mr. Xia has brought you food, water, and medicine, all in that truck." Yusna said excitedly.

"Mr. Xia?" The tall man released Yusna, and his gaze landed on Xia Lei who was walking toward him and Yusna.

What he saw was a young man from the East. That young man was dragging a person, and it was as easy as dragging a handful of grass. This scene stunned him for a moment.

"Isn't that a tough beard?" Someone recognized the terrorist leader, and his voice was filled with surprise.

"I recognized him too!"

"He killed my brother and my sister-in-law!" Someone shouted in anger, "I will kill him and avenge my brother and sister-in-law!"

"Return my daughter's life!" An old man trembled with excitement. "Kill!" Kill him! "

Angry roars and a ruthless atmosphere enveloped the small street square.

Xia Lei threw the terrorist leader who was known as a hard beard onto the plaza, and then came to Yusna's side.

Yusna's uncle looked at Xia Lei with a dumbstruck expression.

"Mr. Xia, he's my uncle, Sarahir." Yusna finally regained his senses and introduced the place to Xia Lei.

"Summer rebirth." Xia Lei extended his hand out, "I am the founder of Syrian Rescue Institute, I have brought you food, water and medicine."

He held Xia Lei's hand with both of his hands and said with a trembling voice, "God bless us, we thought that we had already forgotten about God, but God sent you ?"

Many people were crying, but due to the lack of water in their bodies, their tears were very little.

Although their tears were few, every single one of them was precious.

"Mr. Xia is the best person I've ever met in the world." Yusna said.

"Yes, I can see that. Thank you, Mr. Xia. "

Xia Lei laughed and said: "There's no need to thank me. Go and unload the materials."

"Alright, I'll get someone to unload the supplies." He waved his hand. "Come here, some of the stronger ones, to unload the supplies. Mr. Xia has brought us food and water and medicine."

Cheers rang out.

Although the "strong" people were supposed to unload the supplies, but other than the celebration of the strong, even the old people, children, and women walked towards the truck. Some were crying, some were laughing, and some were pious in their praise of God.

The street square was filled with the energy of desire, sadness, emotion, hope, and so on. They gathered together. If you had to describe it in terms of color, it would be blue. What Xia Lei lacked were just black and blue energy. This was also the reason why he came to Syria and then came to Aleppo.

energyetic root s were released from Xia Lei's body one by one, sweeping across the commoners like a breeze. He absorbed the blue Desire Energy, satisfying the desires of these suffering people. A large amount of Desire Energy with a sad factor poured into his body like a tide. He was infected as well, and his eyes became moist, but did not shed tears.

Boxes after boxes of supplies were unloaded. Some of them were stealing food because they were hungry, while others scolded and insulted them. The scene was quite chaotic.

"I'm sorry, Mr Xia. I'll go and take care of it." A hint of shame appeared on SarahBlack's face.

It was not hard to tell that he was the leader of this group of refugees, and possessed a certain amount of prestige.

Xia Lei said: "Distribute all of these things. Hunger causes people to lose their minds. Tell them not to fight over it, Rescue Institute still has a lot of supplies stored in the Russian military base. Tomorrow morning you will find some people who know how to drive and come with me to the Russian military base to bring in the supplies. "

"There's a lot more?" Mr. Xia, although there are some things that I shouldn't ask, I still want to know, how did you come in? "This place has already been sealed off by terrorists, they want to starve us to death. Previously, there were some goods shipped in by the International Red Cross, but they were taken away and those volunteers were killed, but you guys ?"

Yusna quickly said, "Uncle, don't you see that strong beard? He brought dozens of terrorists to intercept our cars, but those people were all killed by Mr. Xia. Mr. Xia brought the black beard here. "

Sala Hei looked at the dead hard bearded man who had fainted on the ground, and then looked at Xia Lei who was standing in front of him. His expression was as if he had seen a unicorn.

At this moment, someone started to fight.

"I, I'll go deal with it." Sarahir hurried over.

The two men who had been at loggerheads stopped.

"There's no need to fight for it. Everyone has a share. Mr. Xia said that there are still a lot of supplies in the Russian base outside the city.

The chaotic crowd immediately erupted into cheers.

They did not notice that energyetic root s that they could not see had pierced into their bodies one after another, taking away some things, leaving some things behind, and their emotions had also quickly calmed down.

More and more people came to hear the news. The streets were packed with people, and the streets were packed with people. The Saracen had distributed food and water and medicine, and everyone had a share. Some people couldn't wait to stuff food into their stomachs, even the raw flour was no exception. The terrorists had sealed off the area. They were so hungry that they could even eat their shoes, let alone flour.1

However, Xia Lei was the one who "ate" the most. From front to back, about a thousand people had come here, each carrying a strong blue energy. He had the energy of these suffering people and satisfied their desires. He gave them food, water, and peace.

"Mr. Xia, can we handle the beard?" Sala Hei returned to Xia Lei's side and asked.

Xia Lei said: "Of course you can, the reason I brought him here is so that you can take care of him."

"That's great! Who knows how many people's blood this fellow's hands are stained with. We'll make him pay with his blood!" Sarah's black eyes were filled with hatred.

"You can do whatever you want." Xia Lei said.

"Kill him!"

"Beat him to death!"

"Burn him to death!"

Angry roars.

Sturdy Beard woke up to the sound of angry voices. When he opened his eyes, he saw dirty civilians rushing towards him. He suddenly realized something and shouted in alarm, "No, no!"

However, his voice, along with his people, was instantly drowned out by the angry crowd.

Xia Lei reached out and grabbed both Yusna and Zaiya's hands, pulling them to the truck as he said, "Don't look at it, there are some things that will cast a shadow over your lives that you will never be able to forget for the rest of your lives."

Yusna and Zaiya wanted to break free from Xia Lei's grasp that instant, but it seemed as if they couldn't even hold up an apple in their struggle.

Behind them, Tough Beard was facing a "trial." Someone stabbed him with a knife, someone burned him with fire, someone pulled out his intestines, someone smashed his head with a stone.

Everyone has a demon inside them.

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