"Bang! ——”There was a shot.
The mujahideen's leader hit Zhaxi's head with a single shot. He saw blood rushing out. Zahi fell on his back and couldn't get up again.
That's how zachi died.
"Dong! ——”On this side of the screen, Qin Jin kneels down directly with his head covered. There is no sound in his throat. Junlin love still supports him.
"Qin Jin..." Jun Lin AI wiped his tears with his sleeve on his arm and tried to calm Qin Jin. "Cheer up..."
"Damn it, they killed the hostages!" All the Mossad agents present were angry and discouraged.
"Damn jihadists."
"The live video was interrupted." An agent said, "but it may spread around the world as a video."
Junlin likes to lift his eyes and look at the big black screen.
"The hostages' final resistance exacerbated the tyranny of jihadists." The stationmaster shook his head and said, "jihadists arrested Zhaxi, a subordinate of Qin and Jin, and killed him. We speculated on the motive to further stimulate the condition of Qin and Jin."
Junlin loves to close his eyes and shake his head. Qin and Jin are now in the critical period of treatment. It makes sense, but isn't this unnecessary?
On the rooftop last night, [longxia Turk sniper] killed Dakota. Qin Jin rushed to the rooftop. Did he kill Qin Jin and kill all of them? Why is it not unnecessary to engage in abuse?
Junlin AI obviously has doubts. Moreover, kidnapping Zhaxi is better than kidnapping her. Nothing can stimulate Qin and Jin Dynasties more than her accident of Junlin love...
everything is irreparable. Zhaxi was killed by jihadists and shot in the head.
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am8:00
on the way back, Qin Jin was sitting in the back seat of a taxi. Junlin love held his hand and looked at him silently.
Qin Jin was very tired. Just now in the Mossad substation building, Qin Jin covered his head and wept. This man experienced too many hardships, but he did not expect that the fate was still so merciless. He repeatedly attacked him and refused to let him go.
Qin Jin looked at the scenery outside the window, never had the fatigue written on his face.
When the old subordinates died, he recalled that they had been in the army together. Qin Jin wanted to cry without tears.
"Ding Ling, Lingling, Lingling......"
Junlin love's heart thumped for a moment. He quickly took out his mobile phone and was slightly disappointed. It was not min Yichen who called.
"Hello, brother."
"I know the details." At that end, Jun Lintian whispered on the phone, "what's the situation of Qin and Jin?" This is what king Lin Tian is most concerned about now.
"It's not good. After all, the most trusted subordinates were killed. He always said it was his fault." King Lin Love frankly said, "it is estimated that it will affect her recovery next."
At this moment, on the night of Zhengzheng Far East, king Lin Tian has worked overtime till now and is still busy in the summer palace to check the data of the people's survey of the presidential candidates.
"Don't worry. You can help him get through this." Jun Lin Tian closes the document and continues to talk to his sister.
"Well, all right, brother, you don't have to worry about it. I'm in charge of everything."
"Ha ha, now you really think of yourself as a female anti-terrorism agent?"
"yes... After all this, I think I can submit a resume to Mossad..... Ah!! ——”
"bang!! ——”
with a loud noise, the vehicles of Junlin love and Qin Jin were knocked down by a large truck and rolled several times on the road.
"Little love!? What happened? ——”On the other end of the phone, Jun Lin Tian hurriedly called to the phone, "can you hear me? Little love? "
Junlin love lies unconscious at the bottom of the car, looking at a line of people in black coming towards her. She wants to tell her brother, but the stress reaction of concussion makes it hard for her throat to make sound.
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