K7 stood at the front. Behind him were V8 and T6. Behind them were Ye Jian, Xia Jinyuan, G3, and Z7. Ye Jian's position was very special. She was in front of Xia Jinyuan and behind V8 and T6. It was equivalent to Ye Jian standing in the middle of the formation.
This was the combat formation of the Xueyu unit. The black man called Avra walked into the middle of the Xueyu unit.
Everyone was being held at gunpoint. In the eyes of these robbers, these foreigners were fish in their net. They couldn't escape. They could only wait to be slaughtered.
Ye Jian didn't take the initiative to pull down her headscarf. Instead, Avra pulled it off roughly.
Ye Jian's mysterious oriental face entered everyone's eyes. They usually saw won with high nose bridges, deep eyes, and thick lips. Then, they looked at the fair-skinned oriental face with beautiful facial features. They felt that this woman was not bad.
Avra chuckled. His big black lips curled up, revealing his white teeth. "I don't plan to let your companions off, but I will let you off."
His words caused more than ten black n to scream. They were excited, crazy, arrogant, and filled with cruelty.
The leader of the group turned his head and was about to give orders to his n when he heard the woman's clear voice.
"Really? That depends on whether you can keep alive." After Ye Jian finished speaking, she kicked the gun in Avra's hand.
This action caused all the black n to panic. Before they could react, the guns were already in the hands of their foreign friends.
Ye Jian placed a dagger on Avra's neck and said sternly, "If you don't want to die, ask your n to throw their weapons on the ground."
The blade moved closer as she spoke. Even Avra could see a faint trace of blood.
Feeling Ye Jian's coldness and decisiveness, Avra, who couldn't understand English and was sweating profusely from fright. He shouted hysterically, "God, what did you say? I don't understand what you said!"
At the sa ti, he shouted at his n who were aiming their weapons at him, "Damn it, what are you doing? Do you know how to use them? Damn it, be careful or your guns will misfire!"
K7's calm voice ca through the commotion. "My partner said that if you don't want to die, ask your n to put down their weapons obediently. If not, the knife in her hand will kill you.
"Oh, let remind you that my companion is a demoness who likes to kill people. Do you really think we're foreign friends?"
K7, who used to be a forensic expert, said calmly. His cold voice had a hint of gloominess as if the Grim Reaper was whispering in the other party's ear.
His words frightened Avra. He shouted, "Damn it! Hurry up and do as they say. Hurry up and throw the guns on the ground. Damn it, put down the guns in your hands. Coram, did you hear ?
Put down the guns in your hands!"
When Avra's n heard that, they looked at each other. Then, everyone heard the sound of guns being thrown on the ground.
Seeing that Avra's n had thrown their guns on the ground, Avra heaved a sigh of relief. He felt that he was a little further away from death. He asked in a soft voice, "Madam! Do you have anything else to instruct ?"
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