Today I am a hostage again

"Sora-chan..." Mitsukuni Kanozuka looked at Aizawa Sora worriedly, not understanding how this innocent disaster was transferred to his little friend.

Aizawa Sora smiled slightly at Mitsukuno Mitsukuno, and walked up to Obiang as usual, then turned around and turned his back to Obiang.

Obiang: "..." Are all the current hostages so conscious?

——In fact, only the hostages of the Aizawa brand are so caring.

There was no way, since he couldn't get rid of his fate of being held hostage, what he could do was to make himself more comfortable while being a hostage.

At the beginning, Aizawa Sora also cried in shock and struggled to resist, but in the end he was either threatened severely, or directly attacked the grumpy gangster.

Anyway, in the end when he was held hostage, his posture was always his back to the gangsters, with his chest or neck held, and a knife or gun pointed at him as the end.

Since the final posture will become like this, why did he waste so much energy before?

Let yourself be more comfortable being held hostage, hello and me.

Are you moved?

Aizawa Sora felt that if he was a gangster, he would be moved when he met such a cooperative hostage, so he would treat him a little better.

Well, it's about you, I didn't struggle, don't use so much strength.

Aizawa, who was hanging in the air, rolled his eyes and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He felt that the gangsters this year were really bad!

Obiang's heartbeat was a little fast, and there was a certain element of excitement in it.He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

Now there is a kid who is obviously not bad in status as his hostage, and it is only a matter of time before he leaves here.

"Don't do unnecessary things." Obiang turned his gun and pointed the black pistol at Aizawa Sora's temple, "Especially you, Master Hanozuka. I know you are good at skills, but No matter how fast your speed is, can it be faster than a bullet? If you don’t want this little brat’s head to explode, get out of the way immediately! Let those who are guarding outside also back away!”

Aizawa Sora: "..." The hostage experience this time was really bad.

Kudo Shinichi gritted his teeth. Hearing what Obiang said, he raised his voice and asked, "We can do the same, but can you guarantee that you will return the space to us after you leave?"

"Hey." Obiang bared his teeth and pulled out a sinister smile, "You don't have to think about procrastinating, do it quickly! The initiative right now is in my hands."

"Sora-chan..." Kanozuka Mitsukuni shouted Aizawa Sora's name, with teary eyes, seemingly worried.After he finished shouting, he looked up at Takashi Takashi.

Tong Zhizuka nodded to Obiang, "Yes."

"Prepare me another car." Seeing that the goal was achieved, Obiang added the request.

With the life-saving talisman, she is so confident.

Prepare a car for him?Totally impossible!

As long as the car is given to him, the chance of the hostage surviving is even less than [-]%.

'Tap Tat Tat'

A burst of rapid and regular footsteps came from far to near. Obiang, who heard the sound, changed his expression, and his face was extremely ugly.

He knew that these people should have heard the gunshots just now.

damn it!Why is there no silencer!

The people who came here were soldiers from the military department who were being trained here. Everyone had live ammunition on their bodies, and rows of guns were pointed at Obiang. Even if he came out of the black organization, he couldn't help being nervous .

Although they are undercover agents, they are all ready to die at any time.But really, when they are facing death, deep down in their hearts they always hope to be saved.

Or - even more crazily wanting to drag other people to be buried with him.

"Master Hanzhizuka, tell them to put down their guns, or I will shoot." Obiang is obviously the latter, or most of the latter, "Before I die, I can drag such a kid to be buried with me. deficit!"

The muzzle of Obiang's pistol was firmly pressed against Aizawa Sora's head, and it hurt to poke his temple.

Aizawa Sora was just about to raise his head to protest at him, but he didn't say anything, and immediately closed his mouth the next second, acting like a quail obediently.

elder brother!

He was in the crowd just now and saw his brother!

My heart was beating a little too fast at this moment.

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"Zero, how about it?"

Outside the residence, facing the window broken by Obiang, on a tree about [-] yards away from Obiang's location, Jiang Gu Ling was aiming at Obiang with a sniper rifle.

After a long time, seeing Rei Furutani still not firing, Kenji Hagiwara under the tree asked with concern.

Among them, the best shooter was Jiang Gu Ling. In their class, Jiang Gu Ling was far ahead in all aspects, and had even been recruited by the police in advance.The shooting performance of the other four people was a little worse.

"He is very cautious." Jiang Guling adjusted the angle again, frowned, and his eyes did not leave the scope for a moment. "Up to now, he has changed several postures, and he should have received special training."

Obiang is indeed crazy, but he is still careful.In order to prevent himself from being targeted by snipers, he will often change positions.The most important position of the heart is protected by Sora Aizawa, and he often moves around the unprotected head.

Once a hit is missed, it is easy to irritate the bandits, thus threatening the safety of the hostages.

The complexion is also not good-looking, and there is Aizawa Shouta.

Seeing his younger brother being treated like this by a dangerous person, it is strange that he can be calm.

"Hurry up!" Obiang stalked his neck, the veins on his neck were protruding, and he hooked his hand on the trigger, as if he was going to hook it to the end in the next moment. He shouted hysterically at Mitsukuno Mitsuka, "Let them take the gun Let go!"

Li Zhizuka hugged his young tame ran, and calmly said to everyone: "Put the gun down."

The soldiers of the military department were very mobile, and they didn't hesitate much when they heard Takashi Takashi's words. They put their guns on the ground and stood up again.

Obiang smiled with satisfaction, glanced at the gun on the ground, and thought about how to take one away before leaving.

Obiang said again: "Let them back away."

Under the cover of these people, Aizawa Shouta has reached the side at some point, as long as he looks for the gap, he will strike.

Also waiting for the opportunity, there is Jianggu Ling outside.

The time came soon.

When Aizawa Sora took advantage of Obiang's continued push to make the next request, his small palm touched the barrel of the pistol.

Obiang didn't expect that the hostage who cooperated so well before would do this kind of behavior. When he was about to intimidate him, he was stunned for a moment by the development of the next scene.

"Uncle, your pistol hurts me a little." Aizawa Sora complained, and at the same time activated his own personality, and received Obiang's pistol into his own space.

Obiang only felt that his hands were empty, and his eyes widened in surprise.

But he is not only good at using guns, he is not bad at fighting.

Before he could get angry and shot Aizawa Sora, Aizawa Shouta's arrest belt wrapped around his arm. The next moment, with a bang, bright bloodstains popped out of Obiang's head, and a bullet penetrated over his head and nailed it to the wall.

Furutani Rei on the outdoor tree was the same as Aizawa Shouta. The moment he noticed that Obiang's pistol had disappeared, he pulled the trigger and shot a bullet in Obiang's head.

Obiang's body moved, but there was still a strong unwillingness in his eyes.

Aizawa Shouta didn't expect that there would be a sniper outside, so he loosened the arrest belt tied to Obiang, and then - tied it to Aizawa Sora's body, and before Obiang's body fell to the ground, Aizawa Kong pulled into his arms.

"Nissan!" Sora Aizawa expressed his fear, seeking comfort in his brother's arms.

Aizawa Shouta's expression was rare and gentle, he patted Aizawa Sora's shoulder lightly, and comforted him with that low and sexy voice: "It's all right."

If there weren't so many idle people waiting here, if there weren't a few of his little friends here, Aizawa Sora really wanted to continue acting coquettish to his brother for a while.

Do you think it's that easy to act like a baby?

That depends on who you are facing!

To his brother, Aizawa Sora rarely has a chance to act like a baby, okay?

With an obvious look of pity, Aizawa Sora jumped from Aizawa Shouta's arms to the ground to welcome the concern from his friends.

"Are you okay?"

"Kongjiang, man?"

"It's really good that you're fine!"

Shinichi Kudo, Mitsukuni Kanozuka, Ran Mori and Sonoko Suzuki, and two other Hokageya and Takashi Tonotsuka who were not good at expressing, all asked with concern.

Hmm... Although he lost the rare opportunity to act like a baby, this actually sounds good.

"It's okay." Sora Aizawa shook his head and smiled, "I can protect myself too."

"Oh?"

As soon as the sound came out, Aizawa Sora stood there as quietly as a chicken.

The person who spoke just now is my brother, right?

He should be doing pretty well.

What made Aizawa Sora feel comforted was that Aizawa Shouta just said 'oh', didn't continue to say anything, and then happily talked to other people.

Obiang's body was carried away by soldiers from the military department. Although he was dead, it didn't mean his body was useless.

To find out Obiang's real name, where he came from, why he came to the Hanzhizuka family as an undercover agent, and what his purpose is, he must not let go of any clues.

After such a thing happened, the dojo could no longer be used.Mao Lilan could only leave with regret.

However, Mitsubang Mitsubang, the master, has already worshiped, and there is still more time in the future, so he is not in a hurry.

Aizawa Sora naturally wanted to go with his brother, and Kudo Shinichi and the others also left here, but Feng Jingye stayed temporarily.

He came here this time to choose a bodyguard, so naturally he would leave with the chosen bodyguard.

In the car of Suzuki's family, Kudo Shinichi felt the "death stare" from Aizawa's brother, making the psychologically strong Kudo Shinichi sit upright, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

How... did he offend brother Aizawa?

"Speaking of which, who is the sniper who saved Sora today?" Kudo Shinichi diverted the words forcefully, "His marksmanship is very powerful, right between the eyebrows." It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes.

"Well, I should thank him." Aizawa Shouta was very serious and humane in dealing with his younger brother.

Second Miss Suzuki didn't go back to her nearby villa. When something like this happened, she didn't know if the villa was safe or not, so she prepared to go home directly.

On the main road not too far from the base of Kanotsuka’s family, there is a black Porsche [-]A parked. The driver’s seat is a man with long silver hair in black clothes and a black top hat, while the co-pilot On the top is a plain-looking man with a square face.

"Brother." The vodka voice on the man's face was respectful and serious, "That guy Obiang is dead."

"Dead? It's so fast." Qin Jiu was still smoking a cigarette, and the cold light flickering in his sharp eyes could make people feel chills.

"Yes, after all, he was injured before."

"Since the person is dead, let's go back." Qin Jiu started the car and was about to leave.

Just then, he saw a car coming down the hill.

There was a flash of thought in Gin Jiu's eyes, he stepped up the accelerator and caught up with Suzuki's car.When passing the Suzuki family's car, Gin glanced into the car.

Aizawa Sora, who was looking at the scenery outside the window with his chin propped up, unexpectedly met someone's gaze: "..."

The author has something to say: Sora Aizawa: Is it too late to act as if you haven’t seen anything yet?

Suppose you choose the route of becoming a hero in the future——

A disaster scene.Sora Aizawa, who has become an official professional hero: Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to you.next moment being held hostage