Tokyo, Emergency Response Center, meeting room on the 16th floor.
The commander-in-chief of the Japanese counter-terrorism force, Masaru Nakamura, and the Minister of Transportation of the Ministry of Communications, had a blushing neck. They fought each other, and they quarreled very hard. Although there are many people in the conference room, other people are not in the right position. It's just that it doesn't matter to hang up high, most of them are sitting on the sidelines.
As a soldier, he is always belligerent, so Nakamura naturally advocates launching a surprise attack to wipe out the terrorists. He and his troops have a strong credit. As for the rescue of the hostages, he has no idea how much he can save in the end. , Anyway, I’ll do my best.
The Minister of Transportation is more in favor of a negotiated settlement. Think about the car’s many hostages. If it cannot be rescued, how much money will be lost. Although it is mainly paid by the insurance company, the railway operating company also has to spend a lot of money to appease the family members. The elements detonated the bomb again, and the consequences were disastrous. The direct losses of locomotives and railways were small, and people would not dare to do large indirect losses of railways in the future, so several railway operators have ventilated him and are willing to spend a lot of money. Come to settle.
Nakamura cracked the conference table and said loudly: "We must not compromise with terrorists! This is rare in the world, and this is a shame! It is not only the shame of our military, but also our government and our country. If it spreads out, it will make other neighboring countries a laughing stock, you are tolerating and fostering terrorist activities!"
The Minister of Transportation, sitting sideways in a swivel chair, replied, "Then you can tell me how sure you are? How much can more than 300 hostages live? They all have relatives and friends, and their family members are now downstairs. Who will explain the dead and wounded to them?"
Nakamura is not to be outdone. "No matter what the result is, you should explain it. How does the Ministry of Transportation and Communications work? Can anyone get the train? Is the safety inspection set up? Where are so many safety funds spent every year?"
During the heated debate, suddenly the meeting room door opened wide and some security guards poured in. Then someone shouted at the door, "Prime Minister Aso is here."
The meeting room was silent for two seconds, and then all the officials sitting around the long table stood up, left their seats one after another, and bowed at 90 degrees toward the door to show respect.
Soon Prime Minister Aso stood at the door and responded to the people inside. He quickly walked into the conference room, took the main seat, stretched out his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and let the relevant departments express their opinions.
After listening to the respective opinions of the Minister of Transportation and Commander Nakamura, Aso said: "I tend to agree with Nakamura's approach. No matter if, now or in the future, we must make clear one purpose, that is, never against terrorists, terrorist activities, and Compromise with terrorist means is the attitude of most countries in the world towards terrorism. Even if the possible harm is huge, we cannot change our basic purpose, otherwise we will deal with these things endlessly!" Aso knocked on the table. , And said, "I mean that the negotiations will continue, and the attack will also be carried out. Negotiations will be the first, but the force will be the main solution. They must lay down their weapons. We do not accept any of their conditions."
With the Prime Minister’s approval, Nakamura stood up and saluted: "Your Excellency, our attack plan has been completed, and the anti-terrorist fighters are also ready to set off at any time!"
"Okay!" Aso nodded and said, "Your confidence gives me hope. For the main hero in solving this incident, I will ask His Majesty to honor him personally..."
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On the high-speed locomotive heading to Nara, Zhang Yuan was worrying about the buttons of Yumiko’s bra. Her clothes were easy to read on her phone: they were too tight and the quality of the fabric was so good that Kankan could only reach in with one hand, and the other hand was only outside. Cooperation, so this life is really not easy.
"Don't buy such tight-fitting clothes in the future, it will affect blood circulation, and it is not good for people's health." Zhang Yuan buried his head intently.
Zhang Yuan's voice is not loud, and it feels a little gentle. Yumiko is very comfortable to hear, but she can't produce a gentle tone. She likes to scold him as an asshole, hit him on the head, and bite him when she sees him, so she has a rough voice. Qi said: "You want to control? Will you still have a chance to help me wear underwear next time?"
"You girl!" Zhang Yuan glared at her, raised his fist, and cursed: "Good intentions are not rewarded." Zhang Yuan finally buckled the back, but he was still reluctant to take his right hand out of Yumiko's clothes. Instead, he put two fingers into the hood and slid the fingers along the hood to Yumiko's chest.
"Why?" Yumiko asked alertly.
"I'll sort it out for you. If you don't wear it well, it will make you feel uncomfortable." Zhang Yuan said privately. In fact, men all understand that they want to touch again if they haven't touched enough.
"Rogue." Yumiko murmured cautiously. I don't know how to sort out this kind of thing by myself, do I need you to put your fingers in to sort it out
However, she did not refuse in the end. Zhang Yuan's index and middle fingers slipped into the cup in front of the bra. When her fingers reached this, she felt like she was stuck in a pile of extremely elastic cotton. The softness is beyond words. The man has a strong urge to play and knead.
Because of Yumiko's tolerance, Zhang Yuan was bolder and explored slowly with his fingers... When Zhang Yuan's fingers touched the sensitive red cherry again, the two people actually swallowed at the same time.
Zhang Yuansheng was afraid of her madness, so he quickly moved his finger away from the deliciousness, and Yumiko, in order to cover up the embarrassment of spitting, asked: "What should we do, Ma, they will doubt it over time."
"Well, that's what I thought. The one we killed just now was very thin, so you can wear black clothes, and then we take Muto out..."
Zhang Yuan said slowly, and once again boldly pressed his finger on Yumiko’s small r-head. The feeling from the belly of the finger was very beautiful, saying that it is soft or not, hard or hard, and it is very comfortable. With the sensation of scratching your hands, you can clearly feel the swelling there when you flick your fingertips back and forth a few times...
Of course, Yumiko felt Zhang Yuan's movements. Although she was a little bit ashamed, she felt quite comfortable, indeed quite comfortable, and comforted herself. He touched it like that just now, and it didn't matter if he touched it again. Just thank him for saving himself.
It’s always a man’s nature to get an inch and an elephant. Zhang Yuan is not enough to touch. He actually sticks to Yumiko’s back, then puts the entire palm of his hand into the cup, while twisting Yumiko back and forth with his two fingers. Gulian, while touching her pink neck with his lips.
Women’s necks are highly sensitive areas. When many women’s necks are invaded, they will fall into confusion and get a sense of happiness. Even some women can send them to the peak of happiness just by sucking their necks hard by men.
Of course, this time and place is not suitable for doing too radical things, so after a few bites and rubs, Zhang Yuan let go of his mouth. This kind of kiss feels better to a woman than rubbing her underneath directly. In the act just now, Yumiko mainly felt ashamed. Although there were some feelings in her body, it was not very strong.
While Zhang Yuan kissed her neck and twisted her red beans, it gave her an excitement that she had never had before. It was a kind of forgetting everything around her, as if everything around her was moving away in an instant, surrounded by countless wonderful clouds. With her floating in the sky...
When she was awake, she watched Zhang Yuan teasing her eyes badly, Yumiko was not angry, and while cursing the bastard, she punched Zhang Yuan twice, but she was acting more like a baby at this time, and she could see Mutoh. There was a rush of eyes, "Brother, sister, your relationship is really good."
"Asshole, I don't want to have a good relationship with him." Yumiko cursed, and then asked: "What did you say about Ma?"
"Didn't you listen to it just now?"
Looking at Zhang Yuan's expression, I gave Zhang Yuan two feet, "Bastard! I have just taught me, I heard it in? Do you talk about the mathematics lesson?" Because Yumiko is most afraid of math classes.
Zhang Yuan was funny, "Yes, not only did I do this, I also got the teacher by the way."
After a while, I saw two masked people walking out in a magnificent manner. They seemed to be proud, as if they had taken drugs just now, but they couldn't tell, and they were pulled out by the masked people at the same time. Yes, there is also Mutoran wearing only three points.
The two masked men dragged Mutoran out of the bathroom and turned into the rear compartment. Zhang Yuan had to consider why they entered the rear compartment. First of all, the two masked men they pretended were all from the front compartment. If there were terrorists in the front and rear compartments. If they are not so familiar, then they are much less likely to be seen through. Secondly, Zhang Yuan is sure to kill the next three safely. If he is really seen through by the other party, then he can only occupy the rear compartment and pull the emergency disconnect hook. Separating from the vehicle in front, although it can't save everyone, there is no other way.
"Sit down!" Zhang Yuan yelled fiercely. Mutoran tremblingly sat in a row of empty seats at one end of the carriage. Zhang Yuan paid attention and felt that the terrorists in the front and rear carriages were really unfamiliar. The three guys were stuck in the back door of the trunk, and they didn't move. If they were acquaintances, they would at least say hello and ask if they were unhappy.
If you can't come, I will lead you over. Zhang Yuan kicked away a passenger sitting in front of Mutoran, then Lang smiled and stretched out his hand again, peeling off Mutoran's shoulder strap with his big hand, and tore the bra aside.
"Haha, it's really soft, hahahaha." Zhang Yuan's hand moved quickly to the soft cotton, and at the same time he laughed loudly, full of shamelessness and prestige.
Afterwards, Zhang Yuan winked at Yumiko and asked her to touch the other side of Mutoran. Yumiko was reluctant, but there was no other way, so she opened the other side of the cover and rubbed it lifelessly with her small hands.
"Oh! Humph!" Mutoh began to hum, not feeling well, but hurting, cursing in his heart, oh hey, my eldest sister, it's not like this way to touch the milk, you are milking, even if you are milking, please be gentle. Okay, this will cause the cow's milk output to drop~