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Chapter 185: The most dangerous mission [22]

The other 3 people went to support and he ran directly to where they hid the car and drove out of their Land Rover.

From afar, he saw the black Yaya crowd squeezing this way, and knew that the situation was not good, so he increased his power and rushed this way to buy time for Yan Mixin and the others.

As long as they got in the car, they were mostly safe. When they arrived at the scene, the Chinese black-haired man quickly jumped out of the car, holding a submachine gun in his hand, and ran over here.

I saw that everyone else was injured to varying degrees, especially their boss who was extremely pale. If Saif-Adel is their al-Qaeda's belief, then Yan Mixin is the belief of their special agent team.

And they made an unforgivable mistake. The black-haired man walked behind Yan Mixin and the others. At this moment, his eyes were blood red, and he kept firing with a submachine gun.

The Afghan soldiers did not dare to fight back on a large scale because Saif-Adel was still in their hands, for fear of accidentally injuring Saif-Adel.

Because of this, the losses on their side increased sharply, and the Afghan soldiers continued to fall one after another under the crazy shooting of the black-haired man.

At this moment he is Satan, a crazy Satan,

Yan Mixin and the others quickly got into the car. At this moment, another person was sitting in the passenger seat. Yan Mixin was sitting in the back. She almost fainted from the pain as soon as she got in the car.

Everyone was panicking at this moment, but they were none other than a team of well-trained agents, the pride of the agent world, so one person quickly sat in the driver's seat and the other became the co-pilot.

After the blond man who held Saif Adel hostage got into the car, he knocked Saif Adel unconscious in the back seat of the car with one palm.

There is no way to throw it casually in the car and try to find a seat. It’s okay if you don’t throw it into the trunk.

So the black blond man stretched out his head and called eagerly: "Roll, Smith, get in the car quickly,"

Rohr, Smith stepped back when he heard the shouting, and kept firing.

"Don't let them escape," the bearded Afghan man shouted loudly.
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