A man’s life should be filled with iron blood and strength. A man who knows how to swing a fist is a real man, otherwise he can only be a coward, or a castrated fake... Describes a man’s myth...
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Dadaru was sure that the Chinese had escaped and was not in the car. He came out from the bottom of the car and picked up the walkie-talkie on his chest: "Head! The bandits are not in the car, all the hostages are safe. Send a few people to push the car away.
, I think they must have escaped from the wall."
"Okay! You can rescue the hostages immediately and take them to a safe place."
"No problem! Head!"
"Wait! What did you say just now? Ask someone to push the cart? Can't the cart be driven?"
"Haha!!! Head, I don't know why these stupid Chinese pigs had holes in the fuel tank of the car and gasoline flowed all over the floor."
Hearing Dadaru's words, the feeling of anxiety that Obal had disappeared suddenly appeared again. His face became very ugly and shouted: "Don't move those cars, wait for me to come over."
Dadaru said in a daze: "Head! What's wrong? What's the problem?"
Instead of answering, Obal ran over with the people, walked to Dadaru and said, "I suspect there is something wrong with these cars. You can take the people to check the whole car and don't open the door easily."
Dadaru took people to check the entire body in confusion, and even the chassis was not spared, but one place they ignored was the connection between the chassis and the tire shaft. In that narrow place, there was a round black one.
The object is stuck there, and as soon as the wheel moves, the black object will fall down.
Dadaru took the man to check the car all over, but found no problems and said, "Head! No problem."
Obal walked to the first door, his hands covered with sweat. He gently held it on the handle, "click" Obal's body trembled. After waiting for a while, nothing happened. He let out a sigh of relief.
.Slowly opened the door a gap, poked his fingers in, and slowly slid from top to bottom, without touching anything with his hands.
Obal also began to wonder if he was too careful. He opened the car door and carefully checked it in the car without finding any problems. Only then did he feel relieved. He looked at it and was tied up and threw it in the car behind him.
The hostages, whose mouths were blocked by their own socks, were whining to him.
Obal shook his head helplessly, then checked the three cars lined up in front, but found no problems, and said to Dadaru: "I'll report the situation to the director. Go inside and see if there are any clues. Let me
They pushed the car away from here.” After saying that, they walked across the street.
Dadaru ordered people to rescue the hostages in the cars ahead and push them away. He squeezed through the gap between each car and walked inside.
Obal returned to his car and looked at the rescue of the hostages under his face. The feeling of uneasiness in his heart once again surged into his mind. After thinking about the situation that had just been checked, he shook his head suddenly and put it in a hurry.
This feeling of panic made him feel suppressed. He picked up the intercom and said, "Direunic! We found a taxi hijacked by Chinese gangsters, but no Chinese gangsters were found in the car, and all the hostages were kept...
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Before he could finish speaking, he felt the car body shaking suddenly, and a loud "boom" sound made his ears buzz. Obal's body suddenly froze there, his eyes wide open, looking at how wide he looked.
The fire was rising into the sky, and dozens of people were trapped in the sea of fire, rolling and wailing on the ground. He could hear screams dozens of meters away.