"They're bright like a star. Beautiful." Quentin carefully took back the photo.
The small photo was the most expensive, beautiful, and priceless treasure in his heart. No treasure could compare to this photo.
Because this photo was the only one of his daughter. It was worth guarding it with his life.
He gathered the photos of the others on the table and put them away. Quentin, who was only looking at Ye Jian's eyes, coughed softly and said, "The people here… don't like… fighting, xenophobia… but it's safe. You guys go over… You'll be okay, but be careful."
He was helping them because he thought that her eyes were like his daughter's. Ye Jian was very grateful.
She couldn't take the map away. She took a pen and spread out a piece of white paper. Ye Jian drew the route and the village that she needed to go to.
Actually, she didn't know if this route would reach the rendezvous point with G3, but it was better than nothing.
If there was another change of plan, they could follow the route that Quentin had told them that went back into the country.
It took Ye Jian about 10 minutes to finish drawing. She checked it again carefully before walking out of the bomb shelter with the patient Quentin.
Qin Xiu and the others, who had been waiting in the basent for almost 15 minutes, heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Ye Jian return. Qin Xiu walked to her side and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. He showed a few photos and reminded to be on guard. They're all faces the country told us to rember." Ye Jian quietly looked at Quentin, who was completing the deal with J5. She lowered her eyes slightly and said softly to Qin Xiu, "He's indeed very powerful. He even showed a map that can enter our country and asked us to leave on motorcycles.
When we return to our room, we'll discuss it with the others and see if it's feasible."
J5 was speaking to Quentin in the native language. He was surprised. "Motorcycles? I didn't order motorcycles on my list." He was checking the transaction list with Quentin, but Quentin's list included three motorcycles.
However, he did not order them! He still had to bring the guns back to the country to continue using them. After buying the motorcycles, he would only ride them once in Lin Country before losing them. It was not worth it.
There were a lot of motorcycles on the street that had been thrown aside during the war. When the ti ca, they could just take a few of them and leave. For example, after abandoning their vehicles today, they were picked up by others on the street.
Due to the war, many vehicles were abandoned outside. It did not matter if they had the keys or not. It was not a problem for the special forces soldiers of the Xueyu unit.
There was no need to buy motorcycles.
Quentin replied with a few words. He might have ntioned Ye Jian. J5 turned to look at Ye Jian, who was talking to Qin Xiu. He said to Quentin solemnly, "Thank you very much!"
Because of Ye Jian, Quentin had promised to give them three fully-fueled motorcycles for free to help them leave.
"Is it because my friend has similar eyes to your daughter?" J5 asked with a small sigh.
He was rewarded with an unthinking nod and a very bright gleam in those hawk-like eyes. "You also think… her eyes… look like my daughter's… Yes, her eyes are exactly like my daughter's!"
He switched to his own country's language. Although he spoke slowly, Quentin was relatively fluent. "If my daughter were still… around… she'd look… like her."
"Thank you very much for your generosity." J5 thanked him again. Quentin was a strange man. He had many resources, but he never volunteered to help people. The buyer paid, while he supplied. No one knew anything else when they walked out of here.
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