507. Chapter 507 The Thrilling Rescue of the Hostages! 11
Gong Chen punched the ground hard and uttered a curse word: "Fuck me! Ku Klux Klan, I'm not done with you anymore!"
As soon as Gong Chen said these words, all the comrades around him stood up straight and screamed with their lives: "I will never be done with you in this life!"
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One after another, the voices rose into the sky. Five hours had passed since the bodies in the car were sorted out.
In the hospital, everyone was waiting for the identification results because they were not sure how many people had died and who they were.
As time passed, the names of familiar comrades were announced and their deaths were confirmed. These comrades will all be unknown heroes. Their causes of death and their families will never know.
Sadness, besides sadness is still sadness.
This is a naked provocation against China by foreign terrorist organizations!
Long Qingtian clenched his fists and remained silent.
He was the commander-in-chief of what happened today, and he felt even more sad than others because something had been neglected.
But he still maintained his rationality. At this moment, his bloodshot eyes were still spinning, and his brain was spinning rapidly.
Suddenly, bursts of rapid footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
"Yuanyuan! My Yuanyuan!" Mrs. Chang had already fainted when she first heard the bad news. She just woke up and ran over crying. The image of the exquisite and wealthy lady was long gone, but within a few hours, she seemed to
He suddenly aged more than ten years.
She rushed over directly, hugged Long Qingtian and started crying, "Qingtian, tell aunt, Yuanyuan is not dead, Yuanyuan is not dead!"
Long Qingtian gently patted Mrs. Chang's back, trying to make his tone sound calmer, "Aunt, the identification results haven't come out yet, maybe... she's not dead yet."
I just hope...it's not big.
Long Qingtian felt that if someone directly blew up three cars, the chance of catching Chang Weiyuan before the bullets exploded was too slim...
Mrs. Chang raised her head and looked at Long Qingtian, and suddenly turned to Mo Jiu who was standing in the corner. She broke away from Long Qingtian's restraints and rushed directly to Mo Jiu. She grabbed her arm with both hands and shook her hard.
Her body, "Give me back my Yuanyuan, give back my Yuanyuan!"
Mrs. Chang's mental state is close to madness.
After saying this, he greeted Mo Jiu with both hands and feet.
Mo Jiu did not hide, but Mrs. Chang's fists and kicks did not fall on her, because Long Qingtian came over and held Mo Jiu's small body in his arms. This time, he did not forcefully tell Mrs. Chang that he could appeal if he was not satisfied.
Sort of like that, he just silently endured Mrs. Chang's venting.
Mrs. Chang went crazy and started typing without even looking.
A punch hit the corner of Long Qingtian's mouth, and a claw scratched his cheek.
Mojiu was silent, silent...
I don’t know how long it took, but her depression reached an extreme, and her silence finally broke out!
She snapped: "That's enough!"
Long Qingtian stiffened, and Mrs. Chang was also stunned.
But then, Mrs. Chang went crazy again: "What are you going to do, kill my daughter, and now you want to kill me too?!"
Mrs. Chang said this and called again. This time, Mo Jiu ducked from Long Qingtian's arms and faced Mrs. Chang directly.
Snap!
There was a slap in the corridor.
Mo Jiu ignored the pain on her cheek and held Mrs. Chang's arm directly: "What do you want? Am I just like my comrades in arms? I am satisfied at the expense of you?! Am I sorry that I didn't die?!"
Having said this, she suddenly took out her pistol from her waist, loaded the gun with two clicks, then Mo Jiu turned his wrist and handed it to Mrs. Chang, held her hand, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at her temple, "
Do you want to kill me? Kill me to pay for your daughter’s life?! Then shoot, shoot! I have paid for your daughter’s life, but who will pay for the lives of my eleven comrades?!!”
