Chapter 468 Let her go

Chapter 468 Let her go

The war in the North Sea is in a stalemate, but Kerra in the South Sea has gradually woken up.

No one abused this little girl, but instead treated her with delicious food and drinks.

Staying in this room gave the team leader a headache. After all, these people did not have any right to interrogate. The key was that the big guy he had finally caught had no intention of letting him out without covering his hands.

"What exactly do you want to do? Don't ask me about any topic, I don't know anything!"

The first thing Kella did after she woke up was to yell directly at the group of people at the door.

In fact, they didn't mean any harm, it was just that a few people stood at the door and felt too depressed, so they were all smoking there.

Kerra in the house did not restrict her personal freedom. Apart from not being able to leave the room, all the delicious food and drinks were placed there.

"Captain, it seems that this woman is not an option for us?"

A thin man sitting next to him said, smoking a cigarette.

At this moment, the team leader seemed to have an idea. He threw away half of the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at him with curiosity and asked, "Klee, I have a question. I still haven't figured it out. How did you know that this woman is a revolutionary soldier?" of?"

The team leader asked with a puzzled look on his face, because when they first knew that this woman was a revolutionary soldier, it was the thin guy next to them who said it. Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

"You forgot what I told you. My brother is from the special forces. But I accidentally looked through his work records last time. What was written on them was about those people in the Revolutionary Army, including these people. Photos, so I took a look at them and wrote down all their looks. I didn’t expect that they would come in handy today.”

The guy named Klee said.

The squad leader was sitting here, drawing cakes for the three or four people around him and saying.

Kella sat alone in the room with a big voice. He wanted to continue struggling to shout, but the key was that no matter how hard he shouted in this place, the people outside just ignored him.

She could guess that the opponent was stronger than herself, and could be knocked down by others in a second while on alert. Therefore, there was no possibility of escaping as long as others stayed at the door.

Unwilling to be lonely and thinking, Kerla looked down at the bracelets she was wearing on both hands at the same time. This thing is not a simple thing. The Tru Empire's special suppression bracelet can perfectly prevent Others will commit crimes.

"Are Saab and the others in a hurry? It seems like I was really careless this time."

Kella stayed in the house, thinking about what happened outside, and unknowingly, tears began to flow down.

Being locked up here also made her fear again, and her mind unknowingly returned to the scene where she was once a slave to the Draco. Now that she was locked up in this small room again, Kerla couldn't suppress it at all. Holding back the fear in his heart, tears began to fall slowly.

But the few men outside didn't notice what was going on inside at all. They were sitting here chatting to themselves, looking up at the sky, and chatting about their dreams for the future.

A group of salted fish basically fantasize about how to stand up every day. Their dream is to become a member of the special forces, and then stand on a tall ship and overlook the entire world above the sea.

"Let her go, and let her warn the revolutionary army. If there happens again, I won't mind destroying their entire force!"

While the team leader was still chatting about their ideals, a voice suddenly rushed into the minds of several of them.

Several people who were still lifeless just now were looking at each other and looking at each other the next second.

"Well...it seems...it seems to be the voice of His Majesty the King?"

Klee opened his mouth and said excitedly. His lips had begun to tremble now, for fear that he might have heard wrongly. He looked at several other people with doubts in his tone.