Yan Qiao once thought that in this world, in addition to the loneliness and pain of losing her mother, she could feel what it means to be heartbreaking and what it means to be in pain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncontrollable tears, like endless raindrops, converged the sorrow into threads, constantly sliding down her charming cheeks.

The heart of extreme grief is like thousands of steel needles being pierced with blood over and over again.

Qin Jun's figure kept flashing in her mind. The past is like a fast shot of a movie playing back in front of her eyes.

The most pictured is the moment when the other party hugged Simon, who was wrapped in bombs, and jumped into the deep pool.

"Why? Why, you don't run away on your own. You are from the special forces, you can escape unharmed, why do you want to do such a stupid thing that does not kill you. Yan Qiao lay on the railing, choking with tears.

Yan Li blinked his moist eyes, looking at his daughter's lonely and determined figure, he also had mixed feelings in his heart, he wanted to go over to comfort his daughter, but his legs, which kept coming from sharp pain, made him unable to move.

"Miss, let's go, it's dangerous here." The bodyguards who arrived wanted to take Yan Qiao away from the railing, but they didn't expect that the eldest lady, who usually looked delicate, was clutching the railing at the moment and refused to leave.

After this battle, the dozen or so bodyguards around Yan Li were dead and wounded, and only three people were left standing at this moment. In Fang Cai's dangerous shootout where he could face death at any time, these tough guy bodyguards didn't even frown, but when they witnessed Qin Jun jumping into the deep pool with the bad guy tied to the bomb just now, the tough guys' eyes began to moisten.

People are selfish, and it's not ridiculous to steal a living. But the righteous death, but it can be sung and wept.

"Let's go? Where to go? I'm going to wait for him to come up, and he said he's going to protect me for the rest of my life. Yan Qiao shook his head, his eyes full of tears were full of determination.

"Brother Qin, he ......" The bodyguards only said half of what they said, but they couldn't bear to say the other half.

"If he says it, he will do it. I'll be waiting for him right here...... I know he must have been angry with me and deliberately hid......" Yan Qiao sat on the ground like this leaning against the railing, she would rather believe that Qin Jun was hiding on purpose.

"Miss, Brother Qin, he's dead." A bodyguard finally couldn't help but persuade. With such a large explosion and such a short period of time, the bodyguards did not think that there would be a miracle.

"Nope! No! You lied to me. You lied to me. I don't want to listen, don't listen......" Yan Qiao covered her ears and stood up, she turned around, like a little girl who had been greatly wronged, and cried loudly at the crocodile pool below: "Qin Jun, Qin Jun, you come out for me, come out for me......"

Syllable!

At this time, a bloody hand suddenly stretched out from the crocodile pool and grabbed the railing under Yan Qiao's feet.

"Ah------h

Yan Qiao was taken aback by the sudden, terrifying-looking hand.

"Please, can you not be so loud, if you are not killed by the bomb, you are about to be shocked to death by your lion's roar." A voice came into Yan Qiao's ears, making her eyes light up suddenly.

"Qin Jun!" Even if it turned to ashes, Yan Qiao could hear that it was Qin Jun's voice.

"Ahem! Damn, it's a big loss this time, I'm asking for a raise, a raise!" Immediately after that, another hand appeared in people's field of vision, grabbed the railing and held it hard.

A man in rags and looking like a bloody man climbed up from behind the railing, jumped over the railing, fell heavily to the ground, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Qin Jun!" After Yan Qiao saw Qin Jun, whose face was covered in blood, he rushed over ecstatically.

"What are you crying about, I'm not dead yet......" Qin Jun said through gritted teeth. Although he didn't die, he almost lost half his life, and the bomb exploded at such a close distance, but fortunately he was protected by the warm current in his body, which resisted most of the impact for him at the critical moment.

"Don't cry, don't cry! I laugh, I laugh at you...... Hehe...... "Yan Qiao went to Qin Jun's side, wiped his teary eyes, which were already red and swollen from crying, and tried hard to squeeze out a smile.

"Hah!" Yan Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Qin Jun was still alive, in his heart, he had long regarded this young man who had repeatedly created miracles as his own.

The three bodyguards behind Yan Qiao widened their eyes one by one, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Good guy, you didn't get killed like this, it's really against God.

"Cordon off the scene. Treat the wounded. Keep the impact to a minimum. Gong Yufei glanced at Qin Jun and Yan Li who were lying on the ground from a distance, and hurriedly ordered. Every time these two people show up at the same time, something big happens.

On the outskirts of Yanjing, somewhere in a church.

The doors of the church are closed, the interior is dimly lit, and a simple curtain wall is playing a live video broadcast of the Yenching Safari Park.

From the shooting angle of the video, it can be seen that someone should be operating a drone with a camera to secretly take a candid film.

The two-meter-long solid wood table is surrounded by men and women in suits and leather shoes. Some of these people are still very young, and some are already wrinkled. They include yellow-skinned Chinese, as well as white-skinned and dark-skinned foreigners.

When the video showed that the bomb exploded, Simon and his party were all wiped out, but Qin Jun miraculously survived, Liu Xiaojun, who was sitting in the chair and wearing a purple robe, sighed and slowly stood up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please all of us stand up and say our last prayers for the parishioners who have died in this mission!" Liu Xiaojun drew a cross on his chest, and then picked up a thick Bible on the table.

A flash of light and shadow flickered, and everyone present also stood up, reverently drawing a cross on their chests.

It turned out that except for Liu Xiaojun, all the people present were not real people, but the most advanced holographic projections.

"Unfortunately, this A-class mission, which was classified as unfinished, has failed once again." Liu Xiaojun knocked on the solid wood table and said with a look of regret: "At the same time, we have also lost nearly one-third of the combat effectiveness of the Huaxia Branch. ”

"Dear Liu, shouldn't you explain something about this matter?" A balding white man with a thin face but full of energy looked at Liu Xiaojun sharply.

"Explain what? What is the good explanation. Nearly 100 years since the establishment of the organization, has anyone ever led the faithful to truly take root in this land? Liu Xiaojun sneered and said: "The purple-clothed bishop of the previous Huaxia branch took everyone's lives for this task. ”