Ye Jian has a gun on his body, and the qsz92 9mm semi-automatic pistol is full of bullets, but she cannot get out of the gun. Petty is in danger. The other party and Pabel have a total of five people... Five people entered the presidential palace and were not discovered. 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 discovered. Is it possible that there are other al-Qaeda members mingling around the presidential palace!

The Pakistani staff who accompanied outside must have no idea. There was no impact in the room, and he could not go to and from Petty's room at will... the only way was to save himself and find a way to notify Xia Jinyuan and the others!

"Hello, student from China, I am Petty's English teacher, I'm very happy to know you." Pabel, wearing a black veil, is indeed a well-educated middle-aged woman. She looks at you gently when she asks her smile. It's hard to imagine that this is a woman with a relationship with Al Qaeda.

Instead of walking out, she stood at the door and smiled at Ye Jian. When she saw the girl from China swaying lightly, she was trying to make her look less afraid.

"Bring her in." When she spoke again, Pabel said no longer in English, but in Urdu. Her eyes kept staring at Ye Jian, from gentle to cold, and finally a hint of coldness appeared.

Ye Jian didn't move, her eyes gently slid from shock to pale Petty's face, and then looked at Pabel quietly, her body tensed straight... At least when she was afraid in other people's eyes.

If Petty is not there, at least she will have to fight for it, but Petty is taken as a hostage by the other party, so she will not be able to let her do anything.

Two al-Qaeda personnel wearing white robes came over and pushed Ye Jian's back shoulder with their hands behind their backs without hesitation, and pushed Ye Jian's whole body and went straight forward.

He staggered several steps, and even though his hands finally touched the door frame, he did not stabilize his body, and he fell directly on the carpet floor.

The hand was pressing against his chest, feeling embarrassed, fearful, helpless and panic could be seen in Ye Jian's expression. This is the normal reaction a student should have. Too calm is abnormal.

When they got up, the two bodyguards had already walked to Ye Jian and pushed her into the teaching room again. The door was closed so that people outside could not hear the movement inside at all.

A semi-automatic pistol that pops up all the magazines is quietly lying in the lounge outside. This is the only signal that Ye Jian can leave. The gun is there,... and the gun is not around, which means there is something wrong with the person.

The talks between the leaders of the two countries are coming to an end. At this time, it was one hour before Ye Jian and Petty were sent out of the presidential palace, and half an hour before Petty was normal off get out of class.

Xia Jinyuan had been secretly watching the time several times...he felt a little panicked.

He pressed his headset and said in a deep voice to the accompanying j5 inside: "I'll know the translation and escort the leader away after the talks."
Chapter completed!