Chapter 1255 Wesley Is Online 3

George said, "Like a fool."

This place is less than one kilometer away from the place marked by Xiao Qiao. George accidentally discovered it during satellite monitoring. No one came in and out here in the past few days. The strong men came out of the abandoned parking lot next to it.

Xiao Qiao, "You guys monitor it, I'll go over and take a look."

"Do you need us to go with you?"

"No, you CIA will only drag your feet."

Three CIA members, "..."

When Xiao Qiao drove over, it was empty. This was a very large abandoned parking lot. Xiao Qiao drew a circle on the map with a pen, and did not dare to go too deep. He saw the young man who was beaten over there from a distance. He was tall, with black hair and black eyes, a bit like an Arab, with deep facial features and a tall man. From the satellite, he was a teenager. Xiao Qiao sat in the car and saw that he was an adult man. He suddenly smiled at Xiao Qiao.

Obviously a mentally retarded person.

He was beaten half to death by the group of strong men, with wounds all over his body. As a homeless man, and a homeless man with low IQ, he was chewing a dirty bun that had been rolled in the dirt for who knows how long, and smiled foolishly at Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao turned away. This kind of man with a questionable IQ would probably not be hired anywhere, and he probably didn't know how to make a living except being a homeless man. Xiao Qiao turned around here, got off the car, and looked down at him with a bottle of water.

The man was not on guard against people at all, and there was snot under his nose, which was dirty.

"What's your name?" Xiao Qiao asked in English.

The man grinned at her, drooling, Xiao Qiao rubbed his nose, took a step back, and threw the water in his hand to the man. The man seemed to have not drunk water for a long time. He unscrewed the lid and shook his hand, and all the water spilled on the ground, making a pit. He lay directly on the ground to drink, with a mouthful of dirt. Xiao Qiao took another bottle of water. He was really sure that this was a fool. Who would lie on the ground to drink water that was so dirty.

"What's your name?" Xiao Qiao is not yet seventeen years old this year. She is very young. She looks petite for an oriental person. Compared with the man, she looks like a father and daughter.

This time he used Arabic.

The man's voice was full of humor, "Agua."

Xiao Qiao frowned. Agua, what's this name?

"Who hit you?"

"Brother." The man said happily. Xiao Qiao looked at his bruised face and turned away. It seemed that she couldn't get anything out of him. This group of people must be hiding here, but there is no definite location, so it is not easy to search. She needs a specific location and then arrange a shooting plan. Xiao Qiao looked at the map and guessed the location. The map of Pakistan was not so detailed. Many places needed her to measure. Xiao Qiao called Eliza and asked them to monitor the scrap yard.

As soon as she put down the phone, a team of people rushed out, pointing the black muzzle at Xiao Qiao's car. Xiao Qiao looked at the guns on the side, swept her hand, and hid under the seat. There were eleven people in their group. Judging from their dress, they were Pakistani militia. Whether they were Pakistanis was another matter. Xiao Qiao got out of the car amid their roars.

"I'm a Chinese tour bus driver and I'm lost. Excuse me, how can I get back to the city?" Xiao Qiao asked.