With a black leather jacket and spiffy blond pixie cut, Jessica sat on a motorcycle and stopped at a highway of the desert.
Right in the middle of the chaotic area of the Middle East.
When a truck approached and got closer, even the horn rang relentlessly but she didn’t seem to have the intention to leave.
Eventually, the truck had to make a sudden stop and two men who wrapped their cheeks with scarfs came out of the truck.
By the way, they still held the nozzles of the guns --- AK47, which was very popular in Middle East.
"Who are you!"
"Go away!"
Both men pointed their guns at Jessica and spoke fiercely in the Middle East dialect.
But suddenly Jessica's face cracked a charming smile --- but in the view of the two men, it was a sneer.
They felt uncomfortable, glancing at each other
and making a quick decision--- they decided to strafe the woman who was in the way.
