Ye Jian has a gun on her body. The QSZ92 9mm semi-automatic pistol is full of ammunition, but she can't take out the gun. Petty is in danger. There are five people with Pabel. Five people enter the president. The mansion was not discovered, and Ye Jian couldn't understand how the soldiers outside were on duty!
The Chinese leader is still there, and none of the five people have been found. It is hard to guarantee that there are other al-Qaeda members mingling around the presidential palace!
The Pakistani staff who accompanied him outside must have been unaware, there was no influence in the room, and he could not enter and leave Petty's room casually... The only way is to save himself and find a way to inform Xia Jinyuan and the others!
"Students from China, hello, I am Petty's English teacher, and I am glad to meet you." Pabel dressed in black is indeed a well-educated middle-aged woman. When she smiles and greets you with gentle eyes, she will look at you gently. , It’s hard to imagine that this is a woman who has a relationship with Al Qaeda.
She did not come out, but stood at the door with a smile and looked at Ye Jian. Seeing this girl from China swayed slightly, she was trying to make her look less scared.
"Bring her in." When he spoke again, Pabel spoke no longer in English, but in Urdu. Her eyes kept looking at Ye Jian, from mild to cold, and finally showing a hint of coldness.
Ye Jian didn't move, her gaze glided lightly across Petty's face, who was horrified to pale, and then looked at Pabel quietly, her body stretched straight... At least in the eyes of others, she was scared.
With one enemy and five, she could at least fight for her without Petty, but Petty was taken hostage by the opponent, and she couldn't tolerate any slight movements.
Two Al-Qaeda personnel wearing white robes walked over, and very unceremoniously pushed Ye Jian's back shoulders directly with their hands, and pushed Ye Jian's whole body directly to the front.
He staggered for a few steps, even if he touched the door frame with his hands in the end, he didn't stabilize himself, and he fell directly on the carpeted floor.
With his hands pressed against his chest, the embarrassment, fear, helplessness, and panic can be seen in Ye Jian's expression. This is the normal reaction that a student should have, and it is abnormal if it is too calm.
When she got up, the two bodyguards had already walked to Ye Jian's side and pushed her into the classroom again. The door was closed so that the people outside could not hear the movement inside.
A semi-automatic pistol with all its magazines ejected quietly lying in the outside lounge. This was the only signal Ye Jian could leave. The gun was there,... and the gun was not around, then it meant that something was wrong.
The talks between the leaders of the two countries are coming to an end. At this time, it has been one hour before Ye Jian and Petty sent off from the presidential palace, and there is still half an hour before Petty's normal school time.
Xia Jinyuan has watched the time in secret several times,... He was a little panicked.
Pressing on the headset, he said solemnly to the accompanying J5: "Let me know the interpreter and escort the leader to leave after the meeting."
"About ten minutes or so." The pen in J5's hand scribbled on the notebook, writing down every word of the big leader one by one. The reclamation investment will probably talk about forming is not a day or two. Now entering the stage of the Central China talks, about ten minutes is a conservative estimate.