Ye Xiao and the others are still in Kyoto.

Huo Siran, who was already sitting in the car, looked at these words with scarlet eyes, opened his thin lips and asked, "Where?"

"Penglai Island has almost been razed to the ground, and there are all uninhabitable and restricted islands nearby, so we speculate that it is within the land surface of Kyoto - somewhere we don't know."

Huo Siran's gloomy deep eyes glanced out the window and spit out a sure word: "Zha.Da"

Han Feng held his breath while he was about to speak, his expression was awkward and solemn. He tried his best to slow down the speed of the car in the air that was about to drive away, and condensed the door of Qin Fangrong's house. Finally, he couldn't help saying: "Chief, have you decided? In fact, sometimes, some people don't need to listen to their opinions. They can't see the overall situation. They only start from their own feelings, and they won't think about how difficult it is to implement some decisions in your place."

He didn't know what he wanted to do, but the pressure from the outside world and the surveillance and forced by military representatives from various countries, and any tough moves of him were equivalent to self-destruction. Can those people know?

Hearing this, Huo Siran raised his eyes and stared at him through the rearview mirror. The words spit out from his thin lips were dull and light-

"Do you think the one who begged me to save Ye Xiao would be Qin Fangrong and the others?"

Han Feng was stunned. The emotion that came out of his black eyes was called "Isn't it?"

And then, it suddenly became astonished as a muffled thunder.

Because if it weren't for the Ye family, then there would be only one person who could shake the influence of Huo Siran and let him make a decision for it.

She has been in the Qin family for four years and it is not an exaggeration to ask the chief to keep Ye Xiao safe, but she knows what the situation is now? Now...

Han Feng didn't even dare to think about it, his heart was shaken slightly, and he finally knew what he wanted to do. His eyes were forced to get a little wet, he clenched the steering wheel, and smiled and said, "That leader, I'll do it with you."

——Before, he applied to Deputy Secretary Cen from the imprisonment in the synagogue. The first order he gave him was to check the specific locations of the detained special forces soldiers.

Hosran closed his eyes and leaned in the back seat: "Drive."

"Chief..."

"Do you know why I won't let you follow me in this exercise?" Hosran opened his sharp eyes and stared at him, sneering and put his elbows on his knees. "Will something happen to me follow me, have I warned you? But now, because you haven't come down yet, you Hanfeng is still my personal guard, so I instructed you to do something. If you want to share life and death with me, why don't you get out now."

"I want to come down with me and see how the military region will become chaotic in the future? You can dream of it. You all remember this and leave me alone."

He was scolding him, and he spared no effort, Han Feng knew.

But he couldn't just stand by and watch.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed all the words back into his stomach. He didn't say a word, but just drove away steadily and stubbornly. However, the decision in his heart had already been made without authorization!

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I gradually woke up from the severe pain, and my muscles and bones seemed to be broken and reshaped. A little movement would make me feel like I was hurting my muscles and bones, rushing all over my limbs and bones.

The bullets were embedded in the flesh, without the process of taking the bullet or anti-inflammatory treatment. Ye Xiao's face was as pale as silver, with sweating dripping. When he woke up, he could only hear the sound of waves coming from a distant place. When he opened his eyes, the iron railings of the prison and the cold concrete floor were shaking in front of him. He wanted to turn over, but he hurt the gunshot wound on his left shoulder. He screamed and fell back to the ground. Even when he hit the back of his head, he could not resist the severe pain of the bullet drilling into the flesh.

Since he was captured that day, until now, he has been in this small two-meter-wide prison. There is a wall outside, and there can be vaguely steep green forests outside the wall, as if they are in mid-air.

The sound of the waves was like an hallucination or a real one. Ye Xiao was afraid that he was too seriously injured and heard the hallucination.

"Second platoon, deputy platoon." There was something happening next door, and he often joked about him in the team, saying that his comrade-in-arms were calling him.

"..." Ye Xiao was so painful that he was sweating in cold sweat, but he turned over and knelt down with his handcuffs. The stoic voice of gritting teeth made people's hearts tremble, "Well..."

"How about you injured at the deputy yard? Do you know where we are? The exercise should be over, we are..."

There was also a movement in the single room across a wall on the right, with a rough sneer, "I haven't been to jail in this life. The first time I went to jail was to be a prisoner of war, huh?" It was obvious that it was the voice of their platoon leader. After recovering a little strength, he hit the iron bar with handcuffs and slamming it to the iron bars, extremely fierce.

The left said again: "I heard that when I took us over to take photos that day, I heard people next to me saying that this time we were arrested as prisoners of war. It seemed that there was a major accident in the military exercise. They wanted to exchange us with China."<

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"What to change?" Ye Xiao's face was extremely hard to see, and his voice slowly spit out a few words like sand.

"It must be something that cannot be replaced. Have you heard of the deputy platoon? There are only gods of war in the special forces, no captured prisoners. There has been no movement for so many days. I am afraid that the above will use this sentence to comfort the family and give us the reputation of a martyr." The self-deprecating tone seemed to have seen his death.

Several cells started to quarrel.

Ye Xiao's face turned pale and he shouted coldly, "Shut up", his voice was hoarse and low, but penetrating. When he calmed down, he said, "No one of you will die faster than me, don't curse yourself like that..."

It might be unlikely to say that Ye Xiao is not afraid. After all, he is only 21 years old, and his life seems to have not begun yet.

"Ye Xiao." The platoon leader's voice became nervous, "Have you been shot yet? If this continues, it will inflame or even block blood vessels and cause disability. Hurry up and call people."

"Tmd is not a prisoner named," Ye Xiao yelled in pain, lying on the ground and screamed, his eyes red, and he curled up stubbornly to the other side, "I'm fine...I'm okay..."

When the pain reached the extreme, he could not hear or see anything, but the illusion in his mind. He saw himself practicing Sanda with someone in his yard. She was still slim in sportswear, and her beautiful eyes were as clear as washed. With the force of the kick and hit the hand pad, sweat oozed out from his side face and neck little by little. His stubborn eyes were so tempting and seductive... The picture suddenly turned to the bus he was taking back to the military district. He hugged her and confessed to her. Her eyes were confused for a moment, but he just hesitated. He thought she was just hesitating. As long as he was a little firmer and firmer, she would know that he should look forward and follow him.

Will that day be a dream?

He doesn't want it.

His body trembled due to the severe pain, or it was because of the result of death that Ye Xiao pressed his head against the ground, gritting his teeth tightly to prevent himself from making a sound. The emotions he endured were already tense to the extreme.

A black helicopter hovered from outside, searched in the nearby waters before circling and leaving.

It seemed unintentional, but it had recorded the picture that should be taken...

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Near the cliff near the coastal Avenue, there are many villas, and there are waves under the cliff.

The villa group is built on the hillside and has always been idle by unknown wealthy buyers. Occasionally, when they are interested, they come here for a vacation and relax.

Hausran had seen that desolation.

Four years ago, when Gu Jingsheng was surrounded, there were that road, that villa group, and that cliff.

The video data seems too blurry.

But Hosran may be willing to believe it based on some factor in his heart.

No one knew that more than three years ago, he once wanted to know what was under the cliff. No one knew that he had been there himself, thinking about whether there was such an absurd possibility that Jing Sheng was not dead, he fell down, was rescued, and continued his life in a place he didn't know.

When Han Feng walked in, he saw the man sitting at the table, slowly closing the notebook and holding it aside.

He breathed tightly, not knowing what he was looking at.

"The meeting is about to begin, the secretary asked you to come over." The secretary's face was extremely difficult to see when he came back from the mediation meeting of the International Court of Justice. It was the third morning, and there was only half a day left before the deadline given by the other party. If there was no result, the hostages were in danger.

Hosran nodded and stood up.

Han Feng stayed in the room, staring at the notebook, and even wanted to secretly open it after he left.

"Let's go." A cold voice came from behind, and Han Feng trembled all over, and even his five fingers that had been stretched out unintentionally could not help but clenched. He turned around and looked at him with guilt.

"Go and prepare the car and clear the access control. I may use it when I come back."

What to do?

Although Han Feng would be frightened by his orders and decisions now, he thought that he had to avoid imprisonment and drive out, and nothing should happen. He immediately smiled and replied: "Okay."
Chapter completed!