Chapter 1671

Nanmu Owl... The scene of attacking nanmu owl can be clearly seen. I still remember the terrible gunshot just now.

However, it was less than 72 hours before he and her husband were reunited, but nanmu owl had already suffered such an attack...

did he just escape?

It's very difficult to attack him with such a big firepower...

the heavy green feeling of the tropical rain forest surrounded her, and min Zhuang'er was in agony.

And snowball... Snowball is still in Jun Xiaoyan's hand. What should she do? What should she do?

Just as she was about to cry without tears, a burst of men's clamor rang out.

Minzhuang'er saw the green belt in front of the colonial air defense building. Several men in Eastern Europe, with their own armed men, had already been waiting at the door to meet Jun Xiaoyan.

At the head was a tall foreigner with long yellow hair, a black leather jacket with a goatee and a fierce face, as did other soldiers in camouflage suits.

Jun Xiaoyan throws min Zhuang'er to the officer around him, and then walks forward and embraces the long haired Eastern European man with open arms. They are obviously familiar.

They say hello to each other with the help of the Eastern Orthodox etiquette. Minzhuang'er is very surprised that Jun Xiaoyan can speak the same language.

After some communication, he turned to English. Jun Xiaoyan asked the long haired men in Eastern Europe, "did you bring them?"

The man with long hair grinned and pointed to the colonial building. Then he turned his eyelids and looked at the sky. "Go inside and say, ha ha, or there will be satellites from different countries in the sky that can find us in a few minutes."

“OK。” Jun Xiaoyan took the lead in walking into the colonial building, followed by nearly 100 other soldiers. The lieutenant general hobbled minzhuang'er and finally walked in.

"Nanmu Owl... Nanmu owl, you will be ok..."

min Zhuang'er is in great pain. At the moment, there is no other way but to meditate.

The church was not so bright. The 100 odd people were divided into two groups and formed a circle. Min Zhuang'er stood still. Seeing the long haired Eastern European, he motioned to the officers around him. The officers walked out the back door, and a few minutes later, they brought a pale faced young foreigner.

Min Zhuang'er looked at the man. The young man had dark curly hair and eyebrows. He was sick and hard to hide. However, he was wearing a proper suit, holding a camera and a pass around his neck.

What kind of person is this...

a terrible feeling of unknowing suddenly attacked his chest, and his eyes were full of the black light of the dying man, which scared minzhuang'er.

"Our dirty bullet." The long haired man in Eastern Europe smiles maliciously and tells Jun Xiaoyan.

Dirty bullet!

Min Zhuang'er trembled for a moment. This word only exists in American TV series, movies and TV series. It actually appears here.

[dirty bomb] it contains radioactive elements. When the explosion injures people, it will release harmful nuclear radiation materials to the area of tens of thousands of bungalows around, causing secondary nuclear pollution, but it will not cause nuclear explosion.

The production cost of [dirty bomb] is very high. Generally, only a superpower with and mastering the technology of nuclear material concentration and extraction can have the ability to manufacture [dirty bomb].

Zhuang'er is shocked to see Jun Xiaoyan. Seven demons are perched on him. He is the perfect embodiment of all evils.

The man, on the other hand, smiles to the [dirty bullet] carrier. The long hair Eastern European introduces and responds. The conversation of the three people goes beyond min Zhuang'er's understanding of the world.

"Does the body adapt?"

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