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632 The Flower of Ribia


"OKOK don't shoot, we're journalists, we're journalists" Being surrounded by people, Li Changjiang and the killer couldn't help but be nervous, but Isabella reacted quickly, and before the two of them could take other measures, the woman immediately shouted at each other in fluent Arabic.

Men tend to relax their guard easily when confronted with women, even by rebels.

Really.

Hearing Isabella's words, the guy in the lead, that is, Wang Qiang's Mulacha, although he hesitated, he quickly waved his hand at the others and asked them to move the muzzle of the gun, but Li Changjiang could see that this guy did not completely relax his vigilance.

"This is our ID" When the atmosphere eased a little, Isabella immediately took out her press card from her pocket and handed it over, and Muracha took it and looked at it, as if judging the authenticity of the two people's identities.

"Who are they?"

"This is our bodyguards, you know, this is Libia, God, I don't want to die here, they are in charge of our safety."

According to the initial arrangement, Isabella directly introduced the identities of Li Changjiang and the killer, and after hearing that the two were just bodyguards, the wariness in Mulacha's eyes slowly eased, but he still looked at Li Changjiang and the killer sharply for a while, and then waved his hand at the two people behind him.

"Let them hand over their weapons" Although there was some reluctance on his face, when Isabella looked at it, Li Changjiang and the killer still cooperated and handed over the AK rifle in their hands, and then took out a pistol from their waists.

However, the two rebels did not stop completely, but crouched down and checked both of them to make sure that there were no other weapons before dispersing.

"The person you're going to interview is inside, but now that the situation has changed, you can only stay in there for half an hour at most, and you have to leave here immediately after half an hour, understand?"

Half an hour Enough is enough After Isabella translated the other party's words to Li Changjiang and the killer, the two glanced at each other, and both saw a flash of joy in each other's eyes.

Li Changjiang didn't care how much time the other party would give them, as long as they could get in, then everything would be easy to do, and with his hand with the killer, he could find an opportunity to get the weapon back, and then leave here with the French and Eliza.

However, before they found a chance, the two could only honestly play the role of bodyguards.

Seeing a look of struggle on Isabella's face, even Li Changjiang admired this woman's boldness a little, if it hadn't been discussed a long time ago, he might have been deceived by the expression on this woman's face.

Sure enough, women are creatures who are born to disguise.

Seeing the expression on Isabella's face, Muracha was obviously satisfied with the other party's reaction, according to the agreement between Isabella and Saif at the beginning, she had 2 hours, and now she was directly shortened to a quarter by him, if the other party did not have any dissatisfaction, it was called a ghost.

So seeing Isabella's dissatisfaction, he was naturally a little secretly complacent, these damn white people are always self-righteous.

Of course.

This woman is indeed good-looking.

However, Muracha did not dare to cause trouble at this time, and now that Sajf's free army was fighting against Khamis's government forces, it would certainly not be a wise choice to annoy the French at this time, especially two French journalists with great backgrounds.

"Yes, half an hour is half an hour, but I want to see Saif Just when Li Changjiang and the killer thought that things would pass like this, Isabella suddenly said something, and the two of them suddenly became a little nervous when they heard this.

Hell yes What she wanted to do If it weren't for the surrounding rebels staring at them, Li Changjiang would even want to pull this damn woman out of here right away.

Just when Li Changjiang and the killer were a little apprehensive, Mulacha's reaction surprised the two.

Even Li Changjiang had to sigh, what a smart woman.

"No, Mr.

Saif is not available to see you right now."

When he heard this, Li Changjiang immediately understood Isabella's plan, since it was impossible for Saif to see her, it meant that Saif would definitely not be very close to here, and if they did to save people, there was a chance that they would succeed.

Thinking of this, even Li Changjiang was inevitably a little secretly happy.

"Hell, I've made an appointment with Mr.

Saif so you can call him and make sure."

"Nonono, you didn't understand what I meant, Mr.

Saif can't and won't have time to see you now, hurry up, you only have half an hour."

He yelled at Isabella viciously, and seeing that the French were a little deflated, Muracha immediately relaxed completely.

In his opinion, these people were not in any danger at all, even Li Changjiang and the killer were not taken seriously by him.

He knew very well that without weapons, these two people would not be able to kill all of them, no matter how powerful they were.

But Muracha did not know that soon, he would pay the price for his willfulness, and this price was simply not something he could afford.

After seeing Li Changjiang and the killer follow the French into the house, on the roof of the building, Wang Qiang did not dare to relax at all, staring at the surroundings, according to Li Changjiang's explanation, as soon as there was a situation, he must immediately notify the other party.

In the ears of Li Changjiang and the killer, there are miniature call headsets, as long as the range is not more than 500 meters, Wang Qiang's reminder can be conveyed to the two of them as soon as possible.

After following Muracha and walking down the narrow corridor into the innermost room, Li Changjiang and the killer immediately secretly glanced at each other, and it seemed that the situation was more optimistic than they had imagined.

In addition to the four men who walked in front, there were two rebels behind them, and the other two remained outside the door and continued to stare at the movement outside.

There were no cameras in the corridor or in the room, but Li Changjiang quickly found the other four rebels in the house, so if you count it, there are a total of 10 people in the room, and you have to find a way to disperse them.

Soon.

After Isabella and Dominic were taken into another room, the two rebels who were at the front stopped and stopped them.

Li Changjiang raised his head and shouted, Isabella immediately stopped, and then looked at Mulacha with some confusion.

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"They can't go in" "No, they're my bodyguards, and I need two assistants to take pictures and take notes for me."

After hesitating for a moment, Muracha stared at Li Changjiang and the killer for a moment before making a compromise.

"In this way, the two of them cannot go in at the same time, and one of them must be left outside.

You, come here."

Pointing at Li Changjiang, Mulacha's meaning is obvious, the killer must stay outside, in fact, it is not difficult to guess this choice, compared with the killer, Li Changjiang's appearance is more confusing, and his age and appearance make it easier for people to believe that he is still a chick.

Li Changjiang couldn't help but secretly rejoice, he really came whatever he wanted, it seemed that even God was on their side.

After being checked again, Li Changjiang immediately took the camera from Dominic and followed Isabella into the house.

The strange smell that came to his nose immediately made Li Changjiang frown a little, but his face was still very calm, and it was not until an Arab woman with long black hair came out under the guard of two rebels that Li Changjiang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Among the women Li Changjiang has seen, except for Venus, I am afraid that even Meng Yao and Eliza are going to lose to this woman in appearance, and they are indeed a stunner.

The flower of Ribia lives up to its name. t1706231537: