Battlefield Contractor

"Don't do this!" Lin Rui's expression changed suddenly.

"Come on! Before their people have arrived. You must tell my father the news, he will have a way to save me." Crystal pointed the gun against himself and whispered, "You said, for the sake of the overall situation, sometimes There must be sacrifice. But this time, none of us will die. They want me to be useful, so they won't kill me. And you must leave alive to bring the news to my father."

The white glove gritted his teeth, "I won't listen to you, girl! I will definitely kill this man."

Lin Rui shouted abruptly, "Don't push her anymore! She is dead, I must swear to pull the entire secret society out for funeral!"

"Let's go! Their people are coming soon. Tell my father the news." Crystal said loudly with the gun against himself.

Lin Rui's eyes were red, and he glanced bitterly at the white glove. The people in the secret society had already reached the corridor outside, and Lin Rui could hear their heavy footsteps. Crystal's face grew paler and desperate.

Lin Rui gritted his teeth, turned around abruptly, and jumped out of the window. Most of the buildings in the Middle East are very small, so many alleys are formed. The building of this hospital is adjacent to another building, but it is slightly lower than this building. Lin Rui leaped to the top of a nearby building, waving his arms in the air with the momentum of his body forward.

When Lin Rui fell, a roll stopped her inertia, but her calf and knee joints were still aching. He looked back at the hospital window, his eyes full of anger. This was not the first time he was rescued by his comrades-in-arms, but it was the most unbearable rescue of him.

His escape was obtained by Crystal in exchange for his life. The secret society armed forces should have rushed into the room, and some people even rushed to the window and shot Lin Rui from the upper floor. Lin Rui sprinted in an s-shape, sliding down to hide his body in the opponent's shooting blind spot.

After the opponent's shooting interval, Lin Rui rushed out again, turned over to stick himself to the edge of the building, and climbed down along the protrusion of the lower window sill. He climbed quickly against the wall like a gecko, relying on a small bump as a foothold. Climbing, sliding down, and then down to the alley at the bottom, smashed two hawkers and ran wildly.

As he ran, he pressed the wireless headset, "Jimmy, target Dubai Hospital, request all support. They caught the crystal, repeat! They caught the crystal!"

Upstairs in the hospital, White Glove White took off the weapon in Crystal's hand.

He shook his head and said, "Seriously, the moment he ran away, I really wanted to shoot him, but in the end I didn't dare to do so. Because I don't know why, I suddenly believed what you said. If I kill him, maybe I will actually get two bodies. I'm glad I didn't do this, because now at least we still have you."

"Yeah, but how long do you think you can be proud of?" Crystal mocked.

The white glove shook his head and said, "Don't use your father to threaten me. I admit he is a terrible person, but not everyone is afraid of this old ghost who is paralyzed. He is old, and the older he gets, the better he will be. I care about my children. Now I am the one with the biggest bargaining chip in my hand."

The white glove waved his hand and said, "You take her tightly. This young lady's background is quite large, and offending her will not result in good results."

An armed member of the secret agency ridiculed nonchalantly, "I don't know if she can let me have results. But I can make her blossom and bear children." After speaking, he laughed wildly.

The office door was pushed open, and the strategist walked in and said slowly, "Who said that sentence just now?"

Everyone looked at the secret agency member, and the strategist nodded and leaned close to him and said in a low voice, "Actually, you should really learn to be awed and respected. Especially for those you shouldn't offend. ." He smiled and patted the person on the shoulder, and walked away from him. The militant of the secret agency looked at his chest with a dull expression, with a dagger stuck in his chest.

Everything happened so fast, he seemed a little unbelievable. He stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger, but he was already unable to move, his body leaned aside and fell down.

Everyone has grim expressions. The strategist turned around. He didn't even look at the militant who was silently stabbed to death by himself. He just said to the people, "Listen to me. This woman is involved in the important plan of the Grand Duke. Never touch it, best. Don't have this idea, otherwise this will be the end.

There is nothing wrong with liking women, and there is nothing wrong with joking. But the mistake is that he molested the wrong woman at the most inappropriate time, and made the most inappropriate joke. Everyone, from now on..." The strategist looked at his watch, looked up and smiled, "You have eight minutes to clean up here. Including this guy on the ground. Start now. Oh, yes, I don’t want to leave any traces that can be traced. "

White Glove sneered, "What a mighty prestige."

"I am invincible. I don't often do this kind of more practical work, so don't be cruel, no one knows who I am. Take the girl, let's go first." He looked at Crystal and said, "You better be careful, Miss Crystal is not a good girl, she is a small wild cat with sharp claws. Don't be hurt by her accidentally."

"Do you think you really understand me?" Jing Jing smiled, "I am too lazy to hurt you, I will watch you die. And the death is terrible."

"It's true that there is a father and a daughter, but you should keep this domineering by yourself." White Glove White smiled, "Are you going by yourself, or are we going to tie you away?"

"Hold on, have you searched her?" the strategist frowned.

"We have searched, all weapons and communication equipment have been found out." An armed Secret Service officer whispered.

"Give me the detector." The strategist shook his head.

The armed man dared not neglect the detector and handed it to the strategist. The strategist carefully checked the crystal again, pulled out a hairpin from her hair, and sneered, "Hairpin GPS locator, If I didn’t search again. It wouldn’t take five hours at most. Her old man Aladdin’s private arm would find us."

The armed man turned pale, but this time the strategist did not pause. Instead, he reached out and placed the detector behind the crystal's ear, and soon the detector began to glow and flicker. "There is another one behind her ear, which is more concealed and finer, injection implanted. But no matter how concealed the tracker, the signal can't deceive people."