Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Mo Jiu's eyes turned red, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to press the top of the aorta to prevent him from dying due to excessive blood loss. He went to find the communicator on his chest in panic, but found that the brooch also disappeared in the rolling just now!

She was anxious for the safety of this hostage, but she also knew that if Bai Zhantang's artery was not repaired and blood transfusion was not timely, his situation would be very dangerous!

At this time, looking forward again, the car has left the gate and is on the road!

Behind that car, several military vehicles also rushed up.

After those cars ran past, the snipers standing tall around them also disappeared silently. After the surroundings became quiet again, Mo Jiu saw two men in suits hurrying towards here.

They didn't go to see Mo Jiu, one held Bai Zhantang's leg, the other hugged Bai Zhantang, then bowed respectfully to Mo Jiu and called Miss, and immediately took Bai Zhantang out!

Seeing the anxious looks of the three of them, Mo Jiu knew that as a special soldier, she must keep them here, but...if Bai Zhantang's leg is not treated in time...and Bai Zhantang's identity...

When these thoughts flashed by, the three people in front of them also drove a black Rolls Royce and hurried on the road.

The current situation was beyond Mo Jiu's control, so she had no choice but to turn her head and walk into the hall. Miss Chang had disappeared, and Mrs. Chang... nothing more could happen!

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In the Rolls-Royce speeding on the highway, Les sat obliquely on the seat, his jacket and trousers were already below his legs, a white blanket was covering his body, and on the tray, there were cotton balls full of blood, tall Stacked one layer.

Les didn't have an injured arm, holding a glass of red wine, and looked extremely lazy, except for his face turning pale, he was no different from usual.

His injured arm was treated by a man in a suit.

Yan Shu looked at his master distressedly, and neatly cleaned up the blood from the aorta in his leg, then picked up a needle and thread, and sewed it up for him familiarly. The speed of his fingers was comparable to that of a first-class surgeon in the country.

After finally treating the wound for him, Yan Shu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Master, what happened today is too dangerous. After all, we are in China, not like Country F. Master, we can't be so reckless next time."

Rice glanced at Yan Shu with his long and narrow eyes, feeling that he was getting more and more wordy.

Yan Shu took the opportunity to say, "Master, the young lady's job is really too dangerous. I think we just forcibly took her away."

As soon as these words came out, Les inexplicably thought of Mo Jiu's persistence and the enthusiasm in his eyes when he was carrying out his work.

For the first time, his heart was a little irritable. He was the king of the night, but her daughter was a special soldier. It was indeed inappropriate to say this, but to take her away forcibly?

Les shook his wine glass, "NO NO NO, Yan Shu, do you think your master will use such a clumsy method to deal with a girl who just turned 19?! And... she is my daughter, so I naturally want to Take her away, but I want her to be willing."

Yan Shu was taken aback, "Master, you..."

"Call Azrael."

Yan Shu was even more confused, "Master, Azrael has been doing his own way, and we can't control it, you..."

"He owes me a debt of love." Les grinned, "It's worth it for my daughter."

Yan Shu wanted to say something, but he thought of his master's character, so he dialed the phone and handed it to him.