Chapter 690: Young Master Yan saved a little beauty
Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the bottom of his eyes was dark and dark.
In the barren and backward Gobi, the woman's panicked cry was particularly sharp.
"Please, please spare my child!"
"Spare my child!"
In front of a wall of wind-soaked sand, a woman in a black buka knelt on the ground with tears on her face, and her roar was heartbreaking, "Please! She's just a kid! ”
The extremist terrorist organization of the S base not only slaughtered, but also raped and ** women.
Ethan drove the car, his hands on the window, and the hooligan whistled teasingly.
"This group of boys is really blessed."
is about to witness a **** with his own eyes, Ethan still has a casual smile on his face.
The woman kneeling in front of the man had a look of despair in her eyes.
The light in his eyes dimmed little by little.
Like an old woman who has lost hope, her back is stiff.
Ethan was about to step on the gas pedal when he turned his head to look at the boy.
The eyes were calm, "The boss is still waiting for you." ”
"Then tell him to wait."
Yan Tao snorted and stretched out his hand suddenly.
Push open the door.
The young man's figure swept out like an arrow, his movements were dexterous and crisp.
Jumping off the speeding car, he was unscathed and stood firmly on the ground.
Ethan watched the whole process from the rearview mirror, his eyes glaring at the boss.
This......
As the boy jumped, he deliberately increased the throttle.
In such a critical situation, it is light to fall and become disabled.
Ethan was stunned.
He subconsciously stepped on the brakes and turned back.
"Who are you?!"
"Get out, don't disturb Lao Tzu!"
The four extremists didn't pay any attention to this thin teenager.
As if chasing flies, he waved his hand and signaled Yan Tao to get out.
In Igo.
Base S is synonymous with demons.
There was still a middle-aged woman's broken cry floating in the space, but the eyes of the girl facing **** were calm, and she couldn't see any expression.
She didn't wear a burqa on the outside, like the women of Igo.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is the age of love.
The black hair is soft and the eyebrows are deep.
White and beautiful, a standard Central Asian beauty, full of style.
She leaned against the wall, her hands gripping the hem of her garment, trembling slightly.
Only this leaked the girl's panic and fear.
Yan Tao pulled his lips and smiled, the young man's already pale complexion was close to transparent in the sun, but it was even more gloomy.
"A beautiful woman with a good sign."
The young man half-squatted down, his posture was noble, the corners of his lips were slowly hooked, and his slender fingers touched the girl's chin.
The boy ignored the four men as a matter of course, and his posture was unruly.
All four of them were stunned.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
They looked along.
In the daylight, the young man's eyebrows were picturesque, his thin lips were hooked, and he held the girl's chin.
The young man's voice is low, magnetic, like a stream, nice and sultry.
"I've got a crush on her, get out."
Yan Tao speaks English.
The four men looked at each other.
Didn't understand.
The gun was raised with a click, and the swarthy muzzle of the gun was aimed at Yan Tao.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
"Boy, fuck off!"
"Get out!"
They pulled the bolt and immediately opened fire.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
Ethan's heart chilled.
Holy!
That's an arms dealer!
The leader told him to take it to the base.
If he dies halfway, he'll be finished!
You have to be shot by the boss!
Thinking like this, Ethan's face turned white.
Running wildly, his eyes swept around.
There was silence.
!
Don't you have guns?
How do you tell the other party to do it?