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Tan Guiren was almost fainted by Brother Hong's words. She pushed her brother's hand away with all her strength, and said coldly, "Don't dream anymore! Use me to exchange political prisoners? Are you big or me? ? No one cares about you! "

"Oh? No one? Your dad is almost becoming the Prime Minister of the Chinese Empire. Do you think they will exchange with me?"

"... You're shameless! My dad won't!" Tan Guiren raised his head, his elegant little face showing a determined expression, "Dare you threaten them, I would rather die!"

"Dead? How easy is that ... Miss Tan, I tell you, the hardest thing is not death, but alive!" There was a tinge of embarrassment on Brother Hong's face, then she pushed her, "Go to the bathroom Your blood is almost on the ground. "

Tan Guiren bowed his head in panic, only to find that his aunt had already dyed the legs of his pants ...

The light blue pajamas she wore for more than a month had become red and blue, similar to the color of the American flag.

Tan Guiren held the pack of toilets and ran to the bathroom.

咣 When the door was closed, she leaned against the bathroom door, covering her face, and cried again.

But she didn't dare to cry loudly, just sobbed softly, slowly slid down the door, sat on the ground, and cried for a while before packing.

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In the evening of the next day, while countless people were still searching for clues about missing persons in the Statue of Liberty Park, the police station in Manhattan's Upper West Side received another phone message. This time, the man shouted directly to Tan Guiren's father, Tan Dongbang: Our daughter is in our hands. As long as you promised us to release Yin Youqin, a political prisoner in Qingcheng Prison, your daughter will definitely return to Zhao. "

As soon as this message came out, global public opinion raged.

Everyone is asking who this "Yin Youqin" is, including some upper-level people inside the Huaxia Empire muttering.

As far as they know, there is no one named "Yin Youqin" in Qingcheng Prison, which is holding senior political prisoners.

Only a few people know that this "Yin Youqin" is not a political prisoner, nor is he held in Qingcheng prison.

He was the deepest and most prominent spy in the Chinese Empire in the United States. He was secretly captured a few years ago by Huo Shaoheng, who pioneered the Special Operations Division, and held in a special prison in the Special Operations Division.

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After receiving the news, Admiral hastened to convene an emergency meeting of the Supreme Council of the Military Department.

He looked very bad at the meeting.

Who did the news that Yin Youqin had in their hands? !!

"Admiral Ji, 80% of this incident was passed on by Bai Yusheng, who defected." Huo Shaoheng's father Huo Guanchen bowed and leaned to the conference table. "Fortunately, his level is not enough. We were captured, we did n’t know where it was held, nor did we know the true identity of the person. ”

"He doesn't know, but the CIA in the United States knows that they were originally pawns buried by the CIA. Can they not know?" General Ji said here, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely serious. He shivered and couldn't stop shaking with one hand. "... Wow! Shao Heng is in the United States. Should he be notified about this?"

Huo Guanchen immediately said: "Of course, this matter is related to him and he should be notified immediately."

"Not in a hurry. It's midnight in the United States now, and I will be informed in the afternoon. He will know when he gets up tomorrow morning." Admiral Ji looked at his watch and was relieved.

What they don't know is that when they have dealt with the resolution and authorized the Special Operations Division to notify Huo Shaoheng, Huo Shaoheng's rescue operation has begun.

Yin Shixiong received the phone call from the Supreme Council of the Military Department, and it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Notify Huo Shao now?" Yin Shixiong stunned as he listened to the call. "Okay! I'll contact them right away!"

Immediately after, Yin Shixiong began to call Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze on a special secret line.

But no matter how he dialed, there was always a cold mechanical message over there: "Hello, your call is not in the service area."

Yin Shixiong sat on a soft chair in the office, his face looked like a mournful test, and his pale face made him think he was suddenly ill.

Because he knew it was the operational secret of their Special Operations Division.

When this message appears on the dialed phone, it means that they have entered the task action phase. At this time, no one is allowed to answer the phone.

This is the iron law!

Yin Shixiong was so anxious as an ant on a hot pot that he went round and round in the office.

He did not hesitate to call Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, or even the resident of the Special Operations Division's new North American branch, but the same cold message foretold a terrible result.

It was this time that the North American Special Operations Division was almost in action and was carrying out a major task.

So basically no one answered.

Yin Shi's ambition was eager, watching the sky outside the window, and constantly praying for Huo Shaoheng for their task, which had nothing to do with the kidnapping case.

But he also knew it was futile.

Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze made a special trip to the United States, he knows better than anyone else.

If it was not for Tan Dongbang's daughter, Tan Guiren, how could they fall into this dilemma? !!

Anxious for a long time, Yin Shixiong finally called Admiral Ji's phone and said truthfully: "Admiral Ji, I'm afraid it's too late. I just called for almost an hour, but no one answered there, saying that the call was not in the service area ... "

Ji Shangzhong fell into a chair all of a sudden and was dumbfounded.

He certainly knows what the message "Phone is not in the service area" on the Special Operations Division's phone ...

"Is the action started?" General Ji murmured, his face suddenly looked old, and the wrinkles on his face were particularly deep. His particularly energetic eyes were now lost.

"... You call me and keep calling! Until someone picks it up!" Admiral Ji returned to God and ordered Yin Shixiong loudly.

"Yes, Chief!"

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When Yin Shixiong madly called Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, the two of them had brought the members of Group A and B of the Special Operations Division's North American branch to the Bronx neighborhood while taking advantage of the dark night.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, it is the most difficult time for people, even for night shifts, or for those who are used to staying up late.

Although his eyes are open, he has no focus.

Sitting at the door seems to be guarding the door, in fact, the brain has stopped and dreamed.

Group A snipers in the Special Operations Division turned up the small building around the "Ivory Tower" in the night, laid ambush on the roof, set up the sniper rifle, and the observer was not far from the sniper, holding instruments to measure wind speed, temperature and Humidity provides the best technical resources for snipers.

Group A was led by Zhao Liangze, and Group B was led by Huo Shaoheng himself.

They were dressed in black sportswear, body armored, hooded helmets that covered the lower half of the face, and large night vision glasses covering the upper half of the face.

Wearing leather gloves with bare fingers on his hands, and a wristband with bulletproof function on his wrist, everyone is carrying a semi-automatic assault rifle, with a long string of bullets hanging obliquely on his shoulders, just like the fighters in charge, but in the night The cat was on its waist and quickly came downstairs to the small six-story building.

There were two guards behind the gate, but they fell asleep with their guns.

Maybe it's because there was nothing for more than a month here. They were vigilant, and at this time they were a little paralyzed.

Huo Shaoheng walked in front of the team. He walked over to the door, took out a small wire, drilled a few times in the iron lock outside the door, and unscrewed the lock.

咣 The sound of the iron door opening alarmed the goalkeeper behind the door, but their shaking drowsy heads were too late to open their eyes, and two daggers with cold light had slipped past their necks.

The blood in the throat burst out like an arrow!

Huo Shaoheng ducked away, recovered his arms, threw two **** daggers to the ground, and rushed up the stairs.

The building was very dark, there were no lights, or there were lights, but the line was broken and no one repaired it in time.

However, from the perspective of members of the Special Operations Division Group B wearing night vision glasses, it is better to have no lights and see more clearly.

They followed Huo Shaoheng one by one and followed him upstairs.

Starting from the second floor, these people locked the four rooms on the second floor one by one according to the previous plan of action, and at the same time took out special smoke pipes and blew into those rooms.

The smoke with the narcotic drug gradually diffused into the door, and the people inside snorted without being hummed.

Huo Shaoheng went directly to the third floor with four key members of the Special Operations Division Group B.

On the third floor, there are only three rooms, one of which is very large. Inside are iron cages, which are the rooms where Tan Guiren is closed. The other two live in the elite of these kidnappers.

Members of the Special Operations Division were less polite towards the kidnappers on the third floor.

They pried open the door of the room, kicked in, and carried a semi-automatic submachine gun as a burst of fire. Not to mention people, even the rat had to be beaten in a hole.

The bullet from the semi-automatic submachine gun equipped with a muffler still made a **** sound and passed out in a quiet night.

Brother Hong, who was sleeping on the fourth floor, was awakened from his sleep. Although the sounds of those bubu were very slight when they reached the fourth floor ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, but his experience of being born and dying for many years told him that something went wrong in the building!

Taking out the pistol under the pillow, and a rifle on his back, he quickly opened the door. As soon as he arrived in the corridor, he felt that someone was coming from the other side of the corridor.

He hesitated to raise his gun and didn't expect the other party to be faster than him! More firepower!

A shuttle of bullets flew over, and Mars was splashing in the corridor. Brother Hong had no time to fall to the ground and roll, and returned to his house.

He kicked it back, closing the door tightly, and flung towards the window.

From the window on his side, you can go directly to the room on the third floor where the iron cage was placed, which is the room where Tan Guiren and the two children were closed.

Huo Shaoheng had just unlocked the room.

The door squeaked and was frightened by the aunt Tan Guiren who tossed and couldn't sleep. He turned his head and looked at it, but only saw a tall god-like man standing at the door, wearing a steel helmet and hood, A pair of large sunglasses covered half of his face and could not see his looks.

Tan Guiren's heart jumped up, almost jumping out of his throat.

Huo Shaoheng walked straight towards the iron cage holding Tan Guiren. He opened a pistol at one end of the pistol, and the lock was broken on the ground.

He quickly opened the door of the iron cage and reached out to Mr. Tan: "Miss Tan? Come with me, I'm your father to save you."

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