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Chapter 707: The girl is saved

Seeing that the car door could not be opened, Xiri Ahong made up his mind and signaled the little girl in the car to step back and not lie on the car glass. The little girl was also obedient and retreated to the other door. Xiri Ahong gave a running start.

, flew up and kicked the car glass, causing the glass to shatter.

At this time, it didn't matter whether the car door could be opened or not. Xiri Ahong took the little girl out of the car window and ran quickly away from the car. "Boom" the car's fuel tank could not withstand the high temperature and exploded, and the car was hit by the explosion.

The girl rolled over several times. But Xiri Ahong used his body to protect the little girl and lay on the ground, not knowing what was going on.

Some people who had not left quickly came up to see what was going on, because they only saw two people, one large and one small, lying on the ground. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive, or whether they were injured.

Xiri Ahong slowly got up from the ground. First of all, he did not check whether his body was injured. Instead, he helped the little girl up and looked at the little girl with gentle eyes: "Little girl, are you injured?"

The little girl shook her head: "I'm fine, thank you uncle for saving me." As she said that, the little girl gave Xiri Ahong a hug, who was still kneeling on the ground. Xiri Ahong hugged the little girl tightly, feeling glad that everything was fine.

It was not too late, the little girl was still alive and nestled in his arms.

The people around and the armed police who came over couldn't help but applaud when they saw the two people, one big and one little one. They were all happy that the little girl was rescued, and they all admired Xiri Ahong for risking his life to save the girl.

Someone suggested that Xiri Ahong go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible because blood could be seen oozing out of Xiri Ahong's back. Xiri Ahong shook his head and said it was nothing, just a minor injury.

At this time, the ranger who was with Xiri Ahong just now came over with a person in custody and handed the person to the police. The police did not realize what was going on for a while. Xiri Ahong said to the police:

"This person is the gangster who set the fire just now. I leave it to you."

Only then did the policeman react and said to Xiri Ahong: "Thank you for everything you have done for everyone." After saying that, all the armed police performed a standard military salute to Xiri Ahong and others to express their respect for them.

Personal respect, these people deserve respect.

Accidentally, Xiri Ahong moved and touched the injury he had just sustained on his back. He gasped in pain. The rangers did not dare to neglect and quickly said goodbye to the armed policemen and sent Xiri Ahong to the hospital for treatment of the wound.

The armed police insisted on sending him in a police car, but Xiri Ahong still refused and took a car and drove away.

A riot gradually subsided, and the panic in people's hearts became deeper, but there seemed to be hope again. There were always people working hard to make the world more harmonious, whether it was soldiers or civilians.

Hearing that Xiri Ahong was injured, Zhang Youbin took Vasily and a few others to see him. He saw that Xiri Ahong was not seriously injured. He just suffered some skin trauma. As long as it was treated, it would be fine. He felt relieved.

Ri Ahong is a good teammate in the fight against the East Turkestan elements, so nothing should happen to him.



In the home of the Kosh East Turkestan Organization, Mustafa is sitting on the sofa, with his legs crossed and his feet resting on the coffee table. From time to time, he blows out smoke rings from his mouth. His face is covered with a beard like Engels, and he almost even looks at his mouth.

It's gone. The cigar seems to have been stuck in a patch of grass, and there's every possibility of burning the beard.

The beard on Mustafa's face seemed to be a little upturned because of his smile. His smile was because he saw the news on TV, which reported the terrorist attacks that occurred in Heyu City during the day. He looked at the nearby surveillance video.

There was a scene in front of the city hall, with people running away in panic. Mustafa began to laugh, even maniacally.

All this is what he wants to see, and it is also his purpose. Following the instructions from above, he creates panic within China.

Seeing the report that several thugs were killed and an arsonist was captured, Mustafa saw the fate of the people he sent, but his expression was neither sad nor happy. It seemed that this was the end of these people.

It's like throwing away a chess piece after using it and being eaten.

"In this terrorist attack, several Uyghur compatriots emerged who acted bravely and provided positive material for society with their actions. These Uyghur compatriots rescued a little girl in a car that was about to explode.

And the suspect who set fire to the car was subdued on the spot."

"The two good deeds they did at the risk of their lives won the praise and respect of the people present, but in the end they were like Lei Feng and did not leave their names." TV suddenly reported what Xiri Ahong and the others had done.

But no one knew that it was Xiri Ahong who did it.

Hearing this, Mustafa suddenly picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it towards the TV. The picture on the TV disappeared and the screen was broken into several pieces. Obviously, Mustafa was very

angry.

Mustafa angrily spit out the smoke that he had just breathed into his mouth, and the smoke was all over his beard. He felt as if he had gone crazy in practicing martial arts. He said to himself angrily: "Stupid people, after my hard work for so long,

You actually had the courage to stand up, why didn't you just run away in panic?"

At the end of the sentence, Mustafa almost roared and broke something again. The attendant standing at the door shivered with fright. The attendant knew what Mustafa looked like when he was angry and also knew the consequences of making Mustafa angry.

Shrinking his neck, he prayed in his heart that Mustafa would not ask him to go in for anything.

Mustafa's angry face suddenly changed and turned evil: "Humph, anyone who fights against Allah will not end well. Just wait and see, hahaha..."

He is roaring and laughing, he is angry and he is happy, the changes are so fast.

"Come here." Mustafa shouted towards the door after calming down. The attendant at the door entered the room cautiously and stood at the door waiting for Mustafa's arrangements.

"Clean up and rearrange this place." As soon as Mustafa finished speaking, the attendants quickly moved into action and cleared away everything Mustafa had broken.

The attendant just left, "Dong dong dong..." There was a knock on Mustafa's door. Mustafa thought it was the attendant just now: "Is there anything else?"

"Boss, I have something to report to you." The voice outside the door answered.

"Come in." As soon as Mustafa finished speaking, the door was pushed back and forth, and an East Turkestan came in and stood respectfully three meters away from Mustafa. Mustafa asked: "Let you

How is the inquiry going?"

"Reporting to the boss, since the last tragic defeat of Rahman, he has become very peaceful. He basically does not come out of the base, and he also asked the remaining two hundred and Yuchu people to start taking potions. Now it is quite

Yu still kept five hundred people taking the medicine, but he still paid attention to the enemy's movements at all times. In addition, he asked Heyu's former boss to continue arranging terrorist attacks." The East Turkestan who came in just now reported the information to him in detail.

Mustafa.

Mustafa nodded: "Rahman finally has a long memory and handles other things well. The last defeat was because he thought he was so powerful and treated everyone else like a chicken. People are always going through experiences.

It’s only after you learn it that you can remember it.”

After a pause, Mustafa continued to ask: "By the way, such a big thing happened over there, did the Chinese military take any action, and what actions did the secret force that Rahman mentioned to fight against them take?

No?"

"Report to the boss, I sent people to monitor all the situations in Heyu City, and found nothing unusual. The Chinese military sent people to the valley, but they didn't find anything there. They processed the scene there and returned.

No trace of the secret troops that Rahman mentioned was found in the city."

The East Turkestan seemed to think for a moment and then said: "However... one of the brainwashing bases in Hetama City was seized again, and all our people were killed. The people who carried out the operation came and went in a hurry, leaving no trace."

"Just pick it up. If you pick one up, we will build one. But then you notify the people in charge of the brainwashing base and ask them to pay attention to the concealment. It doesn't matter if you kill one or two. If you are picked up all the time, it will be ruined one day.

In addition, you also inform Rahman in my name, asking him to stay there well, not to take the initiative, plan the attack, and let China be in chaos. I give others medicine, not for him to play with.

, to let him contain the secret troops." Mustafa arranged.

The standing East Turkestan elements quickly agreed: "Okay, boss, I received it, I will inform you. If there is nothing else, I will go out first." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave the office.

"Wait a moment." Mustafa called to the East Turkestrians who were about to leave.

"Boss, what else do you have to say?" From the beginning to the end, this East Turkestan was respectful to Mustafa and did not go overboard in the slightest. Judging from the conversation between the two people, this East Turkestan was obviously Mustafa.

A close confidant who specializes in inquiring about information and conveying orders for him.

Mustafa ordered: "If you ask someone to get me a new TV, I will continue to watch the Chinese people living in dire straits, and I will continue to watch the divisions among the famous Chinese families."

"Okay, boss, do you have any other instructions?"

"No, let's go down and do some business." After Mustafa said that, the East Turkestan just left the room.

Mustafa relighted a cigar, put it into his mouth that was hidden by his beard, and lit it. He took a deep breath, exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke, and the smile at the corner of his mouth slowly became crazier.

In the end, it turned into laughter: "Hahaha... Almighty God, Allah, will definitely bless me to complete my mission. I need to walk more steadily and climb higher in the Jihad Alliance. Only continuous creation and merit can achieve this."

The ultimate goal. Even...I can become the highest-ranking person, hahaha..."

Mustafa looked forward to the future, and the future seemed bright.


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