Subduing the unwilling sturdy woman, Mike drives the heavy box out of the warehouse.

During the start, Mike could clearly feel that the things in the carriage were very heavy and heavy, no wonder they needed to be transported by heavy trucks.

"Do you know what's in the car?" Tied to the driver's seat, the unwilling female team member asked.

Mike ignored the woman, and informed Zhang Jing of the success of intercepting Hu and agreeing on a meeting place.

"Just send the contents of the carriage to Citigroup," seeing that Mike ignored herself, the tough woman tempted, "It's worth 500 million meters, maybe more!"

Mike's heart was beating, and the truck he was driving actually contained 500 million, meter dollars!

"Come with us," the woman continued to bewitch, "Our boss is very fair, with your contribution, you can get a 5% share of about 25 million rice yuan, how much does your boss pay you?"

Mike recalled that every time he went out on a mission with Zhang Jing, the bonus was between 2,000~10,000 meters, but this was more than the weekly salary of 1,200 meters, and the income was enough to support his wife and three children, and he was very content.

Now, in the face of the temptation of 25 million meters said by the woman, even a piece of wood will produce a heartbeat, let alone a person?

Thinking for a second, Mike threw a punch and knocked the woman unconscious, before driving the van onto the road.

Unbeknownst to him, Zhang Jing had been tempted by his employees to drive a car that Mirika had rented in advance, and half an hour later he saw a heavy-duty van on the shoulder of a stretch of highway that looked exactly like Mike's and the mahogany.

At this time, Zhang Jing realized that Noletta wanted to use himself as a cover to facilitate the delivery of the Fazhu out of Nairobi, no wonder he always cared about when he left.

On the side of the highway where cars were coming and going, Zhang Jing noticed that the pistol safety stuck in Mike's back was open, and handed over the car key, "You go back to the hotel first, and the truck will be handed over to me."

Mike took the car keys, dragged the unconscious woman out of the passenger seat of the truck, and then got into the car and left.

Relieved, Zhang Jing was worried about Mike's betrayal, but fortunately it didn't happen.

After a long night and a lot of dreams, Zhang Jing appeared with hydraulic tongs in his hand, directly cut the lock of the box door, and opened the tall car door, which was filled with three tightly wrapped stone pillars.

Each stone pillar is about 10 meters long and about 3~0.5 meters in diameter.

It is easy to deduce that the diameter of the base of the stone pillar is 3 meters, and the diameter of the top is 0.5 meters.

In other words, these three stone pillars were originally one, and the frenzied and morally corrupt Noleta actually cut off the entire Dharma pillar into three pieces in order to facilitate transportation!

Now I don't care if it will drop in price, and the three stone pillars are collected into the Mithril space.

Fortunately, the size of the Mithril space has been upgraded to 10 meters in length, width and height, and the volume is 1000 square meters, otherwise the length cannot be fitted...

At the same time that Zhang Jing received the magic pillar, Noletta and three other teammates were being forced to confess in a small dark room.

Beatings, electric shocks, flooding, a fierce greeting!

"Say!" A dark-skinned Indian slammed the stun stick against the bearded mechanic Gerry, and he was sweating profusely, "Where is the magic pillar!!"

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In the same small dark room, Noletta was also forced to confess, her nails were pulled out, and she couldn't help but let out a loud cry of pain.

"Pillars!" The Indians roared at Noletta, "Immediately, immediately! Tell me where it is!"

Gerry and Noletta were injured, and the other two players were not easy, with one rib broken and one nose broken.

It can be seen that the Yindi people are very eager for the Dharma Pillar, and they have gone crazy and are desperate.

"Stop," Noletta said, weakly, "I said."

The Indians stopped using torture.

"Bring me a cigarette." Noleta's body is very painful, but her brain is very clear, there is a signal strapped in her shoes, as long as Zhang Jing is not treacherous, he can always be rescued, and he can delay for a while.

The enemy is not a pig, and when he heard this, he punched the woman in the face twice, and immediately became bloody, "Bastard, don't force me to kill!"

The pistol was loaded as he spoke, intending to make an example of the monkey.

It can be seen that the Indians are not joking

They really want to get the Dharma Pillar, and they can do anything to achieve their goals.

Just as Noletta was about to lose her hold, a smoke grenade smashed through the window, and then gunshots rang out.

Unfortunately, in the shootout between the military police and the Indians, the bearded Gerry was shot in the thigh, and another teammate was hit in the arm by a stray bullet.

Noleta used all her luck and was not injured in the hail of bullets, but because of the severe trauma, she was also stuffed into an ambulance.

On the other side, Zhang Jing left the deck truck on the side of the road, took a taxi back to the Duxi Hotel, met Mike at the hotel door, and learned the news of Noletta's rescue from him.

"Did Shen Mingming get it?" Zhang Jing asked Mike.

"Got it," Mike introduced, "but there is a high probability that there is no need for a lawyer, Miss Mirika will be released soon, and the police will judge from the surveillance video of the restaurant that the robber you killed is an accomplice to the Indian killed by Miss Mirily yesterday evening."

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this is the best, save a lot of trouble, if it goes well, he can leave this afternoon and fly out of Nairobi.

In hindsight, Zhang Jing noticed that everyone passing by was peeking at him, "What are they looking at? Am I handsome?"

McWaner, took out his mobile phone, opened a head browser, and opened the relevant news, "You are famous, this photo has been reprinted by major head network websites."

Looking at it, Zhang Jing almost dropped his jaw in shock, how handsome he was in the mobile phone.

Half-holding a pistol, squatting behind the dining table to remain vigilant, with a calm expression, cold eyes, and outstanding temperament, behind him were more than thirty hostages, like protected chicks.

The angle of the photo is too good, 45 degrees from the side, it seems to have the glory of the Virgin, it is simply handsome, because of a photo, Zhang Jing actually fell in love with himself.

"OSS, you're a celebrity now," McMarsh said, "and the comments are positive about your righteous actions."

At this time, a man carrying a camera, and a beautiful female reporter with a dirty pile and a good figure rushed to Zhang Jing, "Sir, I'm a reporter from Nairobi TV 3, do you have time to be interviewed now?"

"Yes," Zhang Jing agreed, worried that there were too many questions to answer, so he simply made a limit, "You can ask three questions."

The three questions are few, but the female reporter feels very fragrant.

After a moment's thought, the female reporter asked, "My first question is, what is in your mind when you come forward?"

"There's no superfluous thinking in that situation, I just want to protect myself."

"Thank you," the female reporter thanked her, "Second question, what do you have to say to the citizens of Nairobi?"

"The climate is comfortable, the environment is great, the food is plentiful, and the people are welcoming," Zhang Jing touted, "I love Nairobi."

"One last question," the female reporter asked briefly, "where are you from?"

"Dragon Country."

After getting a satisfactory answer, the female reporter made sure that the video was cut off, handed a business card to Zhang Jing, and said, "If I can, I want to interview again, you can decide the time."

received a hint from a female reporter that Zhang Jing put his business card in his pocket.

As Zhang Jing was being interviewed, he was holding a pistol, keeping his guard on camera, and the photo of him guarding a group of hostages was spreading at a faster rate.