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One thousand four hundred and twenty-five

In such a scene, everything was very fast, and I could even see the back of the master walking out of the room.

But when things come.

These will disappear with it.

At this time, the prince truly realized the speed here.

Everyone must bring three things.

Guns, watches, and black facial towels.

It looks more impactful than in the movie.

Because in the real environment, every special forces rarely show their faces when they are operating.

When they came, they were like wolves, with a firm look on their faces yet silent.

No matter how many more the princesses have, he would not ask the young men around him at this time.

At this time, everyone had only tasks left in their hearts.

Whether it is the recruits coming in or the people from the operation team.

Bo Jiu's outfit is nothing different from others. She is covered with a black face towel on her face, holding a spear in one hand, and adjusting the range of the shooting distance with her side eyes, as if she should be born here.

But the troops never practiced the rescue of hostages for anyone.

The action team is at the forefront.

Bo Jiu and the others were cut off and hid in the place where they should be hidden.

There are not many hostages because of drug control.

I was chased here and hijacked a school bus on the way.

In such places, even school buses are donated, making it difficult to walk.

The driver has been injured in his leg and is negotiating conditions there.

Almost all the methods to use have been used.

The three people were veterans at first glance and did not agree to the hostage exchange at all. As long as the unopened bottled water was rejected, they just thought there would be medicine inside.

It has been six hours since the incident happened.

They did not accept the food provided here and only bite some small biscuits in their schoolbags. The students would definitely be hungry.

But compared to being hungry, fear is even more unbearable. They crouched on their seats one by one, and were snatched from food and didn't dare to move. Looking at the muzzle, their shaking lips turned a little white.

Those are children.

Under the long-range shooting gun, every move inside the car through the window was very clear.

Just three people.

How to solve it in an instant so that they don’t have the chance to hurt others is even more difficult.

These three people are not stupid. Each of them has grabbed a child in their hands and try to avoid moving in the car window.

In good terms, one of them was injured and was severe and needed medication and treatment.

That person seemed to be their little leader.

When Bo Jiu moved the muzzle and looked over, he saw a face that was no stranger.

She saw that face on the video, without specific nationality, and has been active in the Golden Triangle for many years. A member of that organization is mainly responsible for sales.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes, raised his muzzle again, and glanced over his mouth.

As a soldier, the prince is qualified, but he is still young after all: "Which country do they belong to and what are they talking about?"

"The nationality is unknown, but..." Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "They need a doctor now, and this is their next condition."

The prince was shocked. This guy even understood lip words. Well, even if he understood lip words, how could she still understand the lip words?

That's a small language.

The prince was still frowning.
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