As a man with machismo, Long Zhan never gave her any more explanation.
His temporary girlfriend could only watch them set off with a glance.
Ston Butch went out in one direction.
Long Zhan said to him very skillfully:
"Don't go there by man."
Then they slipped through the back door.
Not long after she slipped away, Ang brought a large number of gangsters, who were holding sticks and knives, and they actually came to this store.
At this time, Long Zhan and the others were still on the second floor.
When they walked out of the room and poked their heads out from the upper floor, the group of people chasing Long Zhan were already searching at the door.
Long Zhan glanced around and decided to jump from the second floor.
Before I started to get started, I had already encountered difficult problems here.
But then again, without encountering this tricky thing, Long Zhan won't beat Ston Butch so quickly and easily.
Long Zhan looked down, then quickly threw the package he carried with him, which he had nothing to hold onto Ston Butch: "Brother, come on, thank you for your hard work to help me get it, stand up."
Then he lifted his pants, stepped onto the railing, jumped directly from the upstairs, and hit the few people blocking the door so they couldn't find the North.
At this time, Ston Butch also cooperated very well and jumped down from the upper floor with the bag of luggage, joining the Dragon War team, and a fierce fight.
After knocking them out, the two men started to set off.
"Are you okay? Can you leave?" Long Zhan said to Ston Butch.
"That must be fine. I'll drive this little CASE." Ston Butch had to rise up and said to Long Zhan without being outdone.
"Well, the fight was beautiful." Long Zhan praised Ston Butch.
At this time they had already gotten into the car.
Long Zhan's temporary girlfriend shouted at him upstairs.
"Brother Long, dragon, dragon..."
It turned out that Ang had found the upstairs, and only Long Zhan's temporary girlfriend was pulling him, asking him not to catch Long Zhan.
Long Zhan looked at the ferocious Ang and his followers, but instead kept shouting to Ston Butch: "Get on, hurry up, hurry up."
Ang held a pistol and shot several times at their car.
Fortunately, Ston Butch's car is pretty good, and with the distance, they are fine.
Only those useless little brothers who were there angrily scolding him.
.........
A few days later, Ston Butch brought Long Zhan to the 20th branch.
Ston Butch introduced to the colonel: "Col. This is Gibran."
When the colonel saw Long Zhan, he stood up politely and shook hands with Long Zhan, and introduced: "Hello, Gibran Long! I am Colonel Grant, the head of Division 20. This is Major Oliver Sinclair, Captain Kate Marshall."
The Colonel Grant introduced himself and introduced his left and right arm around him to him.
"Hello." Captain Kate shook hands and said hello to Long Zhan.
"Captain, I'm very honored. I'm very honored, but I've never heard of Branch No. 20." Long Zhan asked them directly.
"Of course I haven't heard of it, our existence is strictly confidential." Colonel Grant replied.
"Kate, go get the information, Gibran, I know you and Porter have worked with Latif in Afghanistan." After saying that, Captain Kate handed the information and photos of Long Zhan who had worked with Porter in Afghanistan to Long Zhan.
When Long Zhan opened it, he saw the photos of Latif who was waiting for sunglasses and himself.
Then, Kate said:
“This was taken in Peshawar a few years ago, and we only have one picture here.”
"He used to be a member of the BJST Army Intelligence Bureau. You actually said that no one knew him in BJST." Long Zhan said to them curiously.
"Yes, everyone who knows is dead, and they are all killed by Latif." Kate explained to Long Zhan.
"Yes, so if you can... look at the surveillance photos... help us identify him, maybe...j has a silver lining to rescue Porter." Colonel Grant said to him.
"Okay, but you have to pay me first." Long Zhan said to them without hesitation. After that, he handed the information to Kate again.
Colonel Grant seemed a little surprised at this time.
Just when everyone was in a little embarrassment.
Another woman who looked about 40 years old but very capable, said to the colonel: "Col. Potter's video."
They immediately took the video to the surveillance room to check it out.
"Show on the big screen, contact the communications headquarters and monitor the website immediately," said Sinclair.
"Yes, sir. They are here to broadcast live online." The woman said.
"Check me the IP address." Colonel Grant assigned it.
"I am tracking the IP address." The woman replied.
I saw the words on the cardboard of terrorists forcing Porter to continue in the video.
"The British and American lackeys have not been released. We are detained brothers. You cowards, I want to laugh as you read." Potter complained to them loudly.
The two terrorists who were escorting him at Potter were hitting him with guns.
He screamed in pain.
They held the gun and threatened, "Remember."
Potter could only continue to recite: "On the contrary, he used a ridiculous rescue farce to cause those fearless martyrs to flow into a river of blood. What do you care about me, you fucking bastards."
As he was reciting, Potter could not continue to recite and began to resist them again.
The people who were coercing them next to him hit him again.
The slap made his face, nostrils and head covered with blood.
The captain immediately ordered: "The satellite will lock in the target in three minutes."
"Latif had to express his opinion in the only language that the West could understand..." Porter continued.
Colonel Grant saw that Porter was so disabled, he was so angry that his eyes were full of green light. He seemed to have anticipated the ominousness and shouted in a low voice:
"God, no."
"...Blood..." Porter finished his last two words.
"Bang..." As soon as the gunshot sounded, Potter fell down.
Then they left after they were beaten to death.
All the members of Branch No. 20 saw this cruel scene and could only lower their heads, and of course they felt uncomfortable.
I had to pour a glass of wine on each person and then put Porter's photo on it.
There was also a glass of wine in front of Porter's photo and toasted him.
"Treat to John."
"Treat to John."
He looked at his departure with a gaze.
After death, we can only use this method to mourn the agent John Porter who has always contributed to the country.
Long Zhan had no emotions at the beginning and only wanted a sum of money. After watching the video, he also aroused his anger.
He held the wine glass and said to Potter's photo: "Rest in peace, brother."
Chapter completed!