The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 1168 The first thousand 430 three
If it weren't for the superb marksmanship just now, they even suspected that this was a fake boss.

The little Doudings stood beside them, all watching this scene with big eyes.

Parents wiped the corners of their eyes: "Quick, thank you two uncles."

The little Doudings didn't speak, one of them tugged on his mother's sleeve, leaned into his mother's ear and said, "There's a sister there."

"You, there is no distinction between men and women, don't see a good-looking person, just call her sister."

Just laugh it off, even if this topic is stopped.

However, the topic that can't be passed is the hug in front of him.

Of course, it must be an internal matter of the action team.

The person in charge came over and asked someone to detain the tattooed man.

The man could no longer leave, but he still held his breath.

This also proves that the task of the hunter was successfully completed, and he was captured alive.

The man with the tattoo was carried down. When he saw those people wearing black face scarves, his first reaction was that this was definitely not an ordinary armed policeman, he must have come out of the army.

It's just that it's impossible to tell which army the opponent is, and those people are still wearing black face scarves.

Among the onlookers there was a journalist who wanted to record this scene.

But Qin Mo was the first to notice it, and he glanced at the magician on the left.

The magician stepped forward and stood in front of the camera: "Sorry, I can't take pictures, please hand over the negatives."

"Why? Sir, your heroic deeds should be reported and let everyone know. What a credit this is. Without you, these children would not have been rescued." The worker adjusted the angle, trying to capture The picture of Bo Jiu and Qin Mo: "Is that the school bus that disguised as a doctor just now?"

The magician frowned, this time without hesitation, he took the camera, quickly disassembled it, took out the memory card, and folded it into two pieces.

"Hey! What's the matter with you! Don't think that you are an armed policeman, what are you doing with my camera!" The man exploded immediately.

The magician ignored Qin Mo and walked back to Qin Mo: "Boss, it's solved."

"Close the team." Qin Mo only said two words.

The person in charge basically understood the situation there, and the worker was still yelling something: "It's unreasonable, I want more people to know how heroes they are, to appreciate them, why are these people so proud one by one? , Don’t worry if you don’t understand, and you’ll break my things.”

In fact, as long as the worker is not so selfish, he should understand that it is good for himself not to let him take pictures.

Imposing appreciation on others, without knowing your own behavior, is likely to expose such a mysterious operation team, which is even more dangerous.

A world-class mercenary organization is not weak.

Not only can they get information from your appearance, but they can even filter and lock targets from your clothing, figure, and combat habits.

The person in charge gave a gesture to the guard. The meaning of the gesture is very simple, it is to take that person away. The more you explain, the more information you will reveal, so you don't say anything at all.

Even he thought at first that the people sent to them this time were armed policemen with guns.

But when the person in charge saw one of them pretending to be a doctor, his every move and the two perfect sniping shots just now were impossible for ordinary people to complete.

He knew that this was not an armed policeman at all.

Special forces emerged from his mind, but he didn't know which unit it belonged to or what number it was.

These people stand upright and quiet, and even lift their guns with great strength. When it's time to be quiet, you don't even notice their existence.

Such special forces... The person in charge changed his face and didn't say much.

But the tattooed man was unconvinced. When his eyes flicked across Qin Mo's body, it was as if poisonous: "You guys are dead."

He spoke the Gong language, as if spitting out a letter with a poisonous tongue.

Qin Mo didn't even look at him.

The tattooed man was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his wrist was hanging down, and his eyes fell on Bo Jiu's face again: "Especially you, doctor."

Qin Mo made a movement at this time, his body blocked, and his thin lips slightly parted: "You won't have that chance, because you will die in Yan Country's prison."

After hearing that voice, the tattooed man's eyes were shocked, as if he couldn't believe it.

This voice... this voice!
That existence is like a demon.

The tattooed man will never forget that there was once a person who sniped their people with a gun, like a ghost, until the end, they didn't find his location.

If it wasn't for someone's support at that time, his life might have been ruined.

It is because the memory is too deep.

So it is impossible to forget even this voice.

The one who destroyed them when they were at their most glorious and had the most followers!

How is it possible, isn't he being given a psychological hint?

How would it appear here?

The expression and complexion of the tattooed man changed. After being sent to the police car, he was still frightened.

That was the fear branded deep in my heart, and as the police car doors closed, everything stopped.

But the little Doudings were still standing there, a little scared and wanting to talk: "Mom, mom."

"Ok?"

"The elder brother is pulling the elder sister, just like leading a child."

"Those are two older brothers, don't make mistakes again."

However, it is indeed like leading a child, probably because one of them is too tall and has a black veil on his face, while the other looks handsome but is really young.

Bo Jiu looked at her hand, the wound was treated briefly by the master.

Even if she felt that the wound was irrelevant to her.

But the wrist is held by the great god, and you can always feel the temperature under the thin skin, like jade.

Obviously Qin Mo has other things to do, so it's not appropriate to lead Bo Jiu like this.

So, some people who were with their boss saw with their own eyes that the boss took something out of his trouser pocket and put it in the boy's hand: "Come here after eating."

Bo Jiu looked at the things in his palm, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he didn't speak.

The magician closest to these two people was walking normally, but suddenly bumped into a tree.

The hunter is better than him, at least he didn't hit a tree.

But after seeing this scene, the reaction is the same, a little distorted.

The prince even opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but after meeting the eyes of the big devil, he quickly raised his eyes to look at the sky, whistling, as if I didn't see anything.

There is already a river of gossip in my heart!

Damn it, what the hell is going on!
Langya was silent beside him...silent...

But the little Doudings remained silent, turned their heads away, and spoke again: "Mom, have you brought candy?"

"You still want to eat candy at this time?" The mother looked at her son's blood-stained arm and hugged her up.

Xiao Douding curled her lips: "The big brother brought candy for the little brother. I saw it, and it tasted like oranges. It's nice to have a brother. Mom, you and Dad will give me another brother. Bring me candy when I grow up." .”

Hearing this, the mother was taken aback, and looked behind, and saw the boy pretending to be a doctor just now, with a lollipop in his mouth, one hand in his trouser pocket, his expression was a little lazy, and his clothes and feet were covered by another child. pulling.

"Sister, ah no, mother said you are a little brother, little brother, didn't you just say that you gave me candy? Then you and me."

The boy stretched out an index finger and shook it: "I can't give you this."

"Why?" Xiaodouding became a little emotional.

The young man was unmoved: "This is given to me by my captain. Different people give it to different people, so the meaning is different, understand?"

Xiao Douding obviously doesn't understand, isn't it just a piece of candy?
On the contrary, the crown prince was confused when he heard it, so the big devil's pockets are bulging because of these candies?
Big devil, sugar...

Who would connect these two things together.

And the way the big devil coaxes soldiers is to give sugar?
Isn't this way too girly?

The prince imagined that if the big devil gave him a piece of candy...it would be more terrifying than the end of the world.

The crown prince shivered, stretched out his hand and bruised his arm.

Facts have proved that the prince really thought too much.

The magician and the hunter stood by, their minds flying 180 degrees.

"something wrong."

"nonsense."

It's okay to hug, but give me sugar?

When did Boss go this way?

"Why do I always feel abused?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've never felt as single as I do today..."

This passage is still whispered.

Because their devil boss has completed the final communication with the person in charge here.

It's very simple, the principle of Class A confidentiality.

"It is not allowed to disseminate, it is not allowed to mention, it is not allowed to have video materials, and it is not allowed to do case analysis in the near future."

Qin Mo's voice was very light, but when it came out through the black face mask, it carried a kind of elegance.

The person in charge is not confused, he already understood at this time: "This..." At this point, he paused before continuing: "Comrade, don't worry, our side will definitely do a good job afterward."

Generally speaking, it is really out of control. When it is necessary to give a specific introduction to a case, I go to the local armed police and ask them to say that they have completed the task.

In Yan Country, after some people have done something, they can't even leave their names.

Because they need to deal with more brutal terrorist organizations.

The magician and the hunter listened to their boss's communication, and felt that such a powerful aura was really a mistake.

Especially when the boss was wearing a black face scarf and his eyes swept over them, he looked too much like a big boss in Chinatown, his whole body was like a mountain torrent.

Seriously, boss, you shouldn't join the army, you should be the boss...

Mission over.

Communication has also been improved.

Qin Mo reached out and switched the phone out of airplane mode.

In no time, I received a text message.
"Boss, this is the content of the information you asked us to intercept, about the number ten..."

Every recruit will be intercepted. This is a defense of special forces. When you get here, you have to be completely transparent.

Bo Jiu is the same...

　Safe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)