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"You can only provide us with the underground drawings of the base in country X. we will send people to kill General David. If one of our people dies, I want you to have one finger. If ten people die, I want you to have ten fingers." White men have a cold voice.
Xia Qing sneered, "that's funny. You think the air force base is like your vegetable garden. Do you want to pick a tomato and pick a tomato? What's it to do with me that your men can't go in and die? "
Even if she sneaks in and kills General David, she doesn't dare say she can get out of the way, and only if she knows all the underground traffic.
"Then, please give me a true and effective intelligence, which may save your life." Said the white man in a deep voice.
Xia Qing is silent. An Xiaoyao thinks that in less than three minutes, Xia Qing will sell the intelligence. These people are ruthless and can do anything. Now they are injured and are on his territory. It's hard for them to go out.
The only thing that can be done is procrastinate.
Waiting for rescue.
"I refuse!" Xia Qingshen voice said, an Xiaoyao slightly raised eyebrows, looked at her, this answer is a bit unexpected, he knows Xia Qing is rebellious, take himself as the center, never say for what person, give up his life.
"What do you say?"
"I refuse!" Xia Qing sneered, "you are not old enough to listen hard?"
The white man pulled out the female agent's waist pistol, pointed at Xia Qing, and said in a sharp voice, "you are not afraid that I will kill you with one shot!"
"If you can, shoot." Xia Qing's eyes focused on the black muzzle of the gun. She had a smile on her lips. She was as calm as water. Even though the muzzle of the gun had reached her eyebrows, she was never afraid.
"No one can force me to do what I don't want to do."
An Xiaoyao looked at her side, Xia Qing slightly raised her face, the profile of the side face was very smooth, with a touch of firmness in the softness, the real hardness and softness, the bridge of the nose tilted down like an oblique line, straight and pretty.
There was no fear of death in her eyes.
They, who are on the verge of life and death, have long been indifferent to life and death.
An Xiaoyao is still pondering why Xia Qing has changed sex temporarily. Suddenly, he hears the sound of a gun. He and Xia Qing sit next to each other. The sound of the gun seems to ring in his ears. Because of the physiological relationship, the eardrum vibrates, the slight pain, and even the sound of Xia Qing's humming become so ethereal to him. He feels a stream of blood splashing on his face and nose There was a smell of blood under the tip.
He had a special sense of the taste.
An Xiaoyao has been hanging around watching Xia Qing how to deal with it, but he is not interested. Now he clenches his fist. He did not expect that Xia Qing would refuse to betray the country. He thought that Xia Qing would surely betray information and delay time, even if he provided a false information.
As long as you give them a little time, there will always be room for change.
Unexpectedly, she and the white man hard, people in the eaves of the hard, like an egg against a stone.
Xia Qing leaned slightly and fell on an Xiaoyao's shoulder, with her head resting on her shoulder. An Xiaoyao could smell the fragrance in her hair. Xia Qing didn't move. Blood flowed down and dyed his sleeve red.
"Xia Qing..." Because of the angle of view, an Xiaoyao can't see where she was injured, but she can judge that it's not a fatal wound. The direction of blood spattering is wrong, it doesn't look like a fatal wound.
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