On the ground, the train slowed down, and everyone's eyes jumped in the air. Then, boom, boom, boom, boom...
A series of big explosions came, and the locomotive and three carriages were detonated by a large amount of explosives. Everyone on the helicopter was stunned. They will never forget the young Chinese who once appeared in their sights.
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Tokyo
Oshima Kawako received the call, and the person on the other end was silent for half a minute without saying anything. Oshima Kawako had an ominous premonition.
"Hey! Who are you?"
After another minute, a dull voice finally came from the other side: "Hello, Miss Kawako, I am Inspector Kenmochi Ichiro of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Not long ago, terrorists hijacked a train.
Your friend, Mr. Qin Hao from China, killed the terrorists in order to rescue the hostages, but in the end, the whole train exploded, and he..."
Oshima Kawako felt her whole head buzzing, and it felt like it was going to be dark. With a puff, Kawako's chest felt tight, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. The servants on the side were frightened and quickly came over to help Oshima Kawako, who was on the verge of collapse.
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"Miss Kawako, Miss Kawako! It's not good, go and call Mr. Fujiwara."
After a while, Fujiwara Tsunayoshi also came. Seeing Oshima Kawako holding the phone, she seemed to have lost her soul. Fujiwara Tsunayoshi understood that the eldest lady must have been stimulated to become like this.
Fujiwara Tsunayoshi took the phone from Kawako's hand: "Hello, hello, I am Kawako's elder. Who are you?"
After Kenmochi Ichiro was silent for a moment, he said: "It must be Mr. Fujiwara Tsunayoshi! I am Kenmochi Ichiro, and I have been to your house. That's right, Qin Haojun, died. He is a hero, he is a great hero!"
Fujiwara Tsunayoshi raised his eyebrows and his heart sank. No wonder, no wonder Miss Kawako was so absent-minded...
On the phone, Ichiro Kenmochi told Fujiwara Tsunayoshi the general story of what happened. Of course, these were all reports that had just been made by his subordinates.
Qin Hao is a great hero. He not only saved the lives of hundreds of passengers on the bus, but also saved Tokyo Railway Station.
After hanging up the phone, Fujiwara Tsunayoshi looked at Oshima Kawako. There was an indescribable look in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something to comfort her, but in the end, he stopped talking...
Patting Kawako on the shoulder, Fujiwara Tsunayoshi asked someone to help Miss Kawako into the house to rest for a while...
TV channels throughout Tokyo are broadcasting reports about the hijacking of train Z5022 from Osaka to Tokyo. Among them, there is a report about a Chinese soldier named Qin Hao!
His photos were shown on all the major TV stations, and they all exaggerated and praised each other about how Qin Hao was doing in the car. Many witnesses came forward to tell their experiences and what they saw with their own eyes.
At the same time, in a building in Tokyo, a middle-aged man in his fifties was watching the live news report on his laptop, his face so gloomy that it made people feel chilly. Finally, the man snorted: "What a bunch of rubbish!"
Waste, a well-arranged operation. I wanted to demonstrate against the cabinet government. Now it's a shame. Damn it, where did this guy named Qin Hao come from? Even the Kamikaze team can't deal with him.
?”
Behind him, a young woman in red who seemed to be an assistant lowered her head and said something in the middle-aged man's ear. The man's eyes flashed, and then he yelled: "What did you say? Baga! Baga! Baga!"
These idiots, why didn't you tell me about this earlier? It's over, it's over, this time we have completely offended an existence that we shouldn't offend..."
A murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the woman in red: "Why should we be afraid of them? Even the Chinese military can't do anything to us, it's just a small killer organization."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "You don't understand. You have been in this industry for too short a time, less than a year. Although you are considered a top-notch master in the Asian killer world, compared with the real first-class masters, you are inferior."
It’s too far away. Don’t talk about how your training is different from ordinary people. In addition to hard training, a real master also has the most important thing, which is talent! And your talent can only be considered relatively good..."
The woman in red was still unconvinced, and the middle-aged man mentioned someone at this time.
"Do you know the demon stone Yuen Long?"
When she heard this name, the woman in red's eyes lit up: "That is the number one master in the Japanese ninja world. He is the best in killing methods. He is the idol that I have set as my target since I was a child!"
The middle-aged man showed a helpless smile: "What if I told you that Yao Shi Yuan Long once fought against a master of blood-killing, and was seriously injured by the opponent's three moves..."
"How is that possible?" the woman in red exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief.
The middle-aged man smiled helplessly: "You don't know many things in the organization. There are some secrets that you don't have enough identity to tell you! I can only tell you that in fact, behind our mercenary group is the support of Blood Killing
, to be able to reach this level today, so don’t conflict with those who kill with blood.
, and will not harm the interests of bloodshed. Now, we are only 70% sure that the Chinese named Qin Hao is dead. So far, we have not seen his body. We can only hope that the Chinese
He’s not dead. If he really dies, our mercenary group will suffer an unprecedented blow!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the room: "Tsk, tsk, tsk! You dare to touch the person our boss wants, how brave are you?"
The faces of the woman in red and the middle-aged man changed at the same time, and a guy wearing a Shenren mask walked out of the dark corner.
The body of the woman in red suddenly moved. In her hand, she took out a small knife from nowhere, and the knife went straight towards the opponent's chest. The sinister man in the mask sneered: "It's too slow!"
Just when the woman in red was less than a foot away from his chest, the sinister man in the mask also moved. His speed was shocking. The woman in red only felt her eyes blur, and at the same time, a sinister feeling appeared behind her.
The breath, and then, his soft little face was touched.
Ah!~
The woman screamed and turned around, only to find that the other person had disappeared... She just wanted to step back, but before she could take two steps back, she bumped into someone's arms. This time, the impact hit her hard.
The woman wanted to struggle, but she felt a huge force tightening around her neck. Her white and slender neck was tightly held by a hand that looked a little dry.
"Hey! Doesn't this girl have good skin?" After saying that, the guy shrugged his nose, as if he felt comfortable smelling the other person's body fragrance, and even praised: "It smells so good!"
The woman in red was ready to die now, but fortunately the sinister man in the mask did not really want to kill her, otherwise this woman would have died long ago.
The middle-aged man stood up and said with some respect: "Sir, I know you are a master of bloodshed, why should you be serious with a junior?"
The gloomy man sneered sneerly: "Huh! I'm just here to play with you today, but if that Chinese boy really dies in the hands of someone from your organization, I will want to crush an ant to death.
I'll crush you mercenary group to death, remember my words, and don't doubt my ability!" After that, the gloomy man disappeared from the middle-aged man's sight like a gust of wind...
The woman in red went limp and collapsed on the ground, terrifying... This guy is so scary...
The middle-aged man sighed: "Now you know, right? We can't afford a bloodbath!"
A day and a night have passed, and the search team is still searching for Qin Hao's body, but there is no result after all this time. Some people say that the hero may have been blown to ashes by the explosion, but more people don't believe it, especially the departments above.
The search is not allowed to stop, people must be seen alive or dead! This is a death order!
The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department even dispatched a large number of police officers to search around the accident site within a certain radius. They believed that this hero who saved so many people would not fall so easily.
Oshima Kawako stared blankly at the news reports on TV. Qin Hao has become a household name in Tokyo. People are calling for this hero to reappear in everyone's sight, calling for this hero to be able to
Create a miracle again.
In the program, a flight attendant on the Z5022 train was frothing at the mouth and recounting how Qin Hao saved everyone when the terrorists took hostages. The more he watched this, the more sad Oshima Kawako became.
He murmured softly: "Qin Hao, I believe you are not dead, I believe you are not dead, because you once promised me to help me... I don't want you to be a hero, I just want you to come back to me
By my side..." Then, Oshima Kawako hugged her knees, buried her head deeply, and started crying again...
Just when everyone was looking for Qin Hao or his body, Qin Hao was alone in the dense forest outside Tokyo. A day ago, after he escaped from death on the train, he was directly hit by a huge explosion.
The momentum flew out and was thrown dozens of meters away. Thanks to his luck, otherwise he would have been told what to do. But what he didn't expect was that after escaping from the dangerous train, he fell into another trap.
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