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From the moment she stepped into this ancient and magical land, her mind seemed to have gone back in time, back to the scene three years ago.

At that time, she had just turned eighteen years old. Hide it from your father, hide it from everyone. As a member of the International Committee of the Red Cross, follow a peacekeeping force carrying relief and medical supplies into a small African country mired in civil strife. Trying to treat refugees while calling for peace and against the killing of women and children.

But that time, it was a nightmare that I had never experienced before, and it was unimaginable. The enemy was an armed thug of several hundred men, screaming in frenzy, shouting the traditional hunting howls of African tribes, strafing machine guns, and unleashing a fierce assault on the peacekeepers.

The peacekeeping force, which had only a few dozen fighters in the convoy, fell into disadvantage in an instant. Relying on the car formation, he tried his best to resist. But she hid behind the car like a nightmare, shivering.

Bullets, whizzing past her ears. The peacekeepers around him who took the initiative to protect the women fell in a pool of blood one by one. Blood splattered on her blonde hair, her face, and the white nurse's outfit. Ten minutes earlier, she had been singing in the convoy to praise the beauty and magnificence of the African savannah.

But now, in my ears, those armed thugs who are screaming strangely seem to be getting closer and closer. She had heard rumours and knew how the lawless thugs dealt with women and children.

Especially a blonde and blue-eyed white girl like her will be subjected to endless and unimaginable humiliation. Despair and fear in the heart. It engulfed her little by little like the night.

Pious prayers to God did not have an effect. The peacekeeping force, which had only a few dozen people, found that after more than half of them were killed or wounded, there was no chance of victory at all. Desperate surrender. pinned his hopes on the ethereal glimmer of life.

In that moment, she thought of death. picked up the gun and wanted to end his life, but at the moment when he pulled the trigger. Without enough courage, she hated her own innocence and cowardice.

A black thug with a foul smell, a mantle, and bullets and grenades. Spotting this beautiful little swan, he smirked and pounced.

At the moment when she hated herself for not having the courage to commit suicide, her spirit almost collapsed. The thug's head burst open like a rotten watermelon, red and white, splashing all over her face.

Bullets for sniper rifles. After blowing the thug's head out. A huge hole was also left in the escort vehicle.

The appearance of reinforcements. Undoubtedly, it pulled her out of the abyss of despair. The accurate sniper rifle blasted the thugs one by one. Just a sniper rifle. The mob was pinned down in the convoy like the scythe of death. In the dark night, the souls of the dead are harvested. The messy counterattack in the dark of night was not even able to find where the enemy was.

The armed thugs had to extinguish all the light sources, which made the other party stop long-range sniping. But the killing has not completely stopped. Soon, in the mob camp, the silent killing began.

All the border sentinels were silently covered with their mouths, their throats were cut with a knife, and their lives were quickly gone. It wasn't until more than a dozen thugs had died that the mob spotted the intruder, and a close-range scuffle began.

"Elijah?" An unfamiliar voice rang in her ears.

Just when she subconsciously hummed and nodded. A large, rough and powerful hand covered her mouth. No matter how much she struggled, she was like a chick that had been caught, unable to move.

She still vividly remembered that the hateful big hand exuded a faint smell of tobacco. This made her think about it to this day, and it was still as if it had just happened in front of her, which made the corners of her mouth slightly raise a rare smile.

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"Angel." A white and white fat man in his thirties, wearing glasses, twisted his buttocks, and said in a shrill voice: "The people from the Huahai City Police are really rude." I'll just say, the three-city tour in Asia should be in Tokyo, Hong Kong, and Seoul. Instead of squeezing out Tokyo and adding something to the sea. Although this is one of the best international metropolises in China, it cannot be compared with Tokyo. Whether it's an environmental facility or a personal element. ”

"Mike, your ancestral home is Hong Kong, right?" Eliya, whose stage name is Angel, said quietly and elegantly: "Hong Kong seems to be part of the Chinese country, and in a sense, you are also a person of Chinese descent." ”

"I moved to the British Empire as a child, and I was a standard British Empire citizen." Mike crossed his waist and snorted, "Angel, I really don't understand." Why did you have to choose Huahai City as a stop on your tour? Is it just for your meager Chinese ancestry? Even if it's your grandmother, she is actually only Chinese, not Chinese. ”

"The concert is going to start in the evening, does it make sense for you to discuss this now?" Angel looked at him calmly and smiling, not angry. Although he was selected as an agent at the beginning, it was also because his ancestral home is Hong Kong and belongs to the Chinese lineage. But after getting along for a long time, I feel that this Mike is still very capable, kind, and very protective of his own person. The only bad thing is that my mouth is broken.

"Angel, it's better for me to cancel this concert." Mike twisted his waist and said with worry in his eyes, "Your father said that he received information that the Black Heaven terrorist organization was planning a terrorist attack against you in order to wash away the harm you had done to them and the shame you had inflicted. And the incompetent Huahai City police have not found any clues about the terrorist attackers so far. I didn't mean to make excuses to cancel, but if you insist on going, it's too risky, and I don't want you to get hurt in any way. ”

"Mike, do you remember the oath you took when you were my agent?" Angel's voice was soft, soft, and as clear and ethereal as Tencel. But it is full of indescribable firmness: "What we want to do is not for money, not for profit." Rather, it is to awaken people's awareness of peace, to call for an end to human cannibalism, and to call for an end to the abuse and killing of women and children. Ever since I embarked on this path, I have not thought about being afraid, I have not thought about quitting. Black Heaven is a brutal terrorist organization, and everything they do is anti-human. I will never compromise with them, even if I die at my own concert, which will only awaken more people to oppose terrorism and war. ”

"Angel, I've never opposed your ideals." Mike said aggrievedly: "I just don't want anything to happen to you, if you live, sing more songs, accumulate more fans and influence." Wouldn't it be more effective to slowly appeal to your ideals? ”

"Okay, Mike. You don't have to worry too much, since the Huahai City police attach great importance to our concert, and they haven't found any clues about the terrorist attack. So it means that this time Black Heaven is just a threat and intimidation. Angel said calmly: "We can't stop our ideals just because we have been intimidated. Over the past year or so, we have received numerous similar intimidations. Do we have to compromise and cower at every intimidation? No, they intimidate us precisely because they are afraid of our power. This concert was held on time, and I believe that the strength and determination of the Huahai City Police will definitely protect my safety. ”

At this moment, the doorbell rings.

Mike twisted his ass and ran over, and when he saw it, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's Officer Chi of the police, Miss Angel, do you want to see her?" ”

"Well, Mike, you invite her in." Angel said softly.

did not wear a police uniform, but a tight-fitting sportswear, looking energetic and capable, Chi Baobao walked in. Her face was also very strict, this time the city bureau gave her this task, it was not so easy.

Perhaps, it was an easy task at first. Protect a star and hold a concert. This makes Chi Baobao a little unhappy. It was a comical errand for her to be assigned to protect a star from a capitalist country when she was assigned to protect a star from a capitalist country.

But she had to take the job arranged by the city leaders. The reason why I considered letting her preside over the protection work is because she has recently made great achievements and is very famous. Second, she is a young and good woman. It is easier to communicate with Angel and close protection.

Later, I didn't expect that after communicating with this Angel, I felt that this mission was still a bit interesting. At least, this Angel's ideal is lofty. All the money from the commercial performances, aside from the operating expenses, is donated to the International Red Cross for various disaster relief.

Moreover, this Angel has a very gentle personality and a noble temperament, and is worthy of being the daughter of a daughter who is said to be born in the English earl family.

Now, Chi Baobao is even more solemn and strict. According to the information given by Angel's side, it is suspected that there is a member of an international terrorist organization who is trying to target Miss Angel.

In this way, the nature of the matter completely changes.

"Hello, Miss Angel." After Chi Baobao walked in, he sighed again that this girl was really pure, noble, and beautiful like a real angel.

If that guy saw it, wouldn't he be stunned and drooling? Maybe not, it's not like he's going to be a vegetarian. But in Angel, it seems to exude a sacrosanct temperament. After seeing her, many male police officers had a subconscious sense of self-shame.

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