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Tan Guiren was so angry that he almost fainted by Hong's words. She pushed her hand away with all her strength and said coldly, "Don't dream! Exchange political prisoners with me? Are you big or mine? No one will care about you!"

"Haha? No one? Your dad is about to become the prime minister of the Chinese Empire, do you think they will exchange with me?!"

"...You are shameless! My dad won't!" Tan Guiren raised his head, his elegant little face showed a firm expression, "You dare to threaten them, I would rather die!"

"Death? How easy is it... Miss Tan, let me tell you, the hardest thing is not to die, but to live!" Brother Hong showed a hideous look on his face, and then gave her a push, "Go to the bathroom. Your blood is almost flowing to the ground."

Guiren Tan panicked and lowered his head, only to realize that his aunt had dyed his trouser legs red...

The light blue pajamas she had worn for more than a month had become red and blue, resembling the colors of the American flag.

Guiren Tan held the package of toilets and staggered to the bathroom.

She closed the door with a bang, she leaned back against the bathroom door, covered her face, and cried again.

But she did not dare to cry loudly, just sobbed quietly, slowly slid down the door, sat on the ground, and cried for a while before going to clean up.

...

In the evening of the next day, when countless people were still looking for clues to missing persons in Liberty Park, the police station in the Upper West Side of Manhattan received another telephone message. This time, the man directly shouted to Tan Guiren’s father, Tan Dongbang, "You Our daughter is in our hands. As long as you promise us to release Yin Youqin, a political prisoner in Qingcheng Prison, your daughter will definitely return to Zhao."

As soon as this message came out, global public opinion was upset.

Everyone is asking who this "Yin Youqin" is, including some upper-class people in the Huaxia Empire who are muttering.

As far as they know, there is no one named "Yin Youqin" in Qingcheng Prison, which specializes in detaining senior political prisoners.

Only a few people know that this "Yin Youqin" is not a political prisoner, nor is it detained in Qingcheng Prison.

He is the deepest hidden and highest-ranking spy of the United States in the Chinese Empire. He was secretly captured by Huo Shaoheng of the First Special Operations Department a few years ago and detained in a special prison of the Special Operations Department.

...

After receiving the news, the admiral will quickly convene an emergency meeting of the Supreme Council of the Military.

He looked very ugly at the meeting.

Who passed the news that Yin Youqin had in their hands?!

"Admiral Ji, 80% of this incident was passed on by Bai Yusheng, who defected that year." Huo Shaoheng's father, Huo Guanchen, bowed and leaned against the conference table. "Fortunately, his level is not enough. We were captured, and we don’t know where we were detained or the person’s true identity."

"He doesn't know, but the American CIA knows that it was originally a chess piece buried by the CIA, can they not know?" Admiral Ji said this, the expression on his face was suddenly extremely serious, he was startled, one hand could not help shaking , "...Suck! Shao Heng is in the United States, should he be notified of this matter?"

Huo Guanchen said immediately: "Of course, this matter is related to him, so he should be notified immediately."

"No hurry, it's midnight in the U.S., let him know in the afternoon, and he will know when he gets up tomorrow morning." Admiral Ji looked at his watch and sighed with relief.

But what they didn't know was that when they handled the content of the resolution and authorized the Special Operations Department to notify Huo Shaoheng, Huo Shaoheng's rescue operation had already begun.

Yin Shixiong received this call from the Supreme Committee of the Military Department. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Notify Huo Shao now?!" Yin Shixiong was dumbfounded when he heard the call, "Good, good! I'll contact them right away!"

Immediately afterwards, Yin Shixiong began to call Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze on a special secret line.

But no matter how he dialed, there was always a cold mechanical message: "Hello, the number you dialed is not in the service area."

Yin Shixiong sat on a soft chair in the office,

Because he knew that this was the secret code of their Special Operations Department.

When this message appears on the dialed phone, it means that they have entered the mission action stage. At this time, no one is allowed to answer the phone.

This is the iron law!

Yin Shixiong was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around in the office.

He did not give up on calling Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, and even did not hesitate to call the resident number of the new North American branch of the Special Operations Department, but the same cold message heralded a terrible result.

It was this time that the North American Special Operations Division was almost dispatched to perform a major task.

So basically no one answered all the calls.

Yin Shi was ambitious, looking at the sky outside the window, and constantly begging Huo Shaoheng for their mission, which had nothing to do with the kidnapping case.

But he also knew it was futile.

Who knows the purpose of Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze's special trip to the United States.

If it weren't for that Tan Dongbang's daughter, Tan Guiren, how could they get into this predicament?!

After anxious for a long time, Yin Shixiong finally dialed Admiral Ji’s phone and said truthfully: "Admiral Ji, I’m afraid it’s too late. I just called for almost an hour, and no one answered it, saying that the phone was not in the service area. ..."

Admiral Ji fell into a chair and was dumbfounded.

He certainly knows what the message "The phone is not in the service area" on the phone of the Special Operations Department means...

"Has the action begun?" The Admiral murmured, his face looked old suddenly, and the wrinkles on his face were particularly deep. The previous pair of particularly energetic eyes are now lost.

"...You call me and keep calling! Until someone answers!" Admiral Ji recovered and ordered Yin Shixiong loudly.

"Yes, Chief!"

...

When Yin Shixiong frantically called Huo Shaoheng and Zhao Liangze, the two had already brought members of Group A and Group B of the North American Division of the Special Operations Department to the Bronx block in the dark night.

Two o'clock in the middle of the night is when people are most tired, even if they are on night shifts or those who are used to staying up late, this is also the most difficult time.

Although his eyes are open, he has no focus.

Sitting at the door seems to be guarding the door, but the brain has stopped dreaming.

The snipers of Group A of the Special Operations Department climbed up the small buildings around the "ivory tower" in the night, lay in ambush on the roof, set up the sniper rifle, and the observer was not far from the sniper, holding instruments to measure wind speed, temperature and Humidity provides the best technical resources for snipers.

Group A is led by Zhao Liangze and Group B is led by Huo Shaoheng himself.

They were wearing black sportswear, body armor on their upper bodies, headgear helmets that could cover the lower half of their faces, and large night vision glasses covering the upper half of their faces.

He wears leather gloves with fingers on his hands, and bulletproof wristbands on his wrists. Everyone is carrying a semi-automatic submachine gun, with a long string of bullets hanging diagonally on his shoulders, just like a soldier who is charging, but in the dark. The cat moved quickly to the downstairs of the six-story building.

There were two guards behind the gate, but they were already asleep with guns in their arms.

Maybe it was because there was nothing wrong with staying here for more than a month. No matter how vigilant they were, they were also a little paralyzed at this time.

Huo Shaoheng walked at the front of the team. He stepped forward to the door, took out a small wire, drilled a few times in the iron lock outside the gate, and then unscrewed the lock.

The sound of the opening of the iron door alarmed the gatekeeper behind the door, but they were shaking their sleepy heads before they could open their eyes. Two daggers with cold light slid past their necks.

The blood in the throat came out like an arrow!

Huo Shaoheng dodged, retracted his arms, threw two bloody daggers to the ground, and rushed up the stairs.

The building was dark and there were no lights, or there used to be lights, but the wiring was broken and no one repaired it in time.

However, from the point of view of the members of Group B of the Special Operations Department who wear night vision glasses, it is better to see better without lights.

They followed Huo Shaoheng one by one and followed him upstairs.

Starting from the second floor, these people locked the four rooms on the second floor one by one according to the previous action plan, and at the same time took out the special chimneys and blew into those rooms.

The smoke with the anaesthetic gradually diffused into the door, and the people inside didn’t even snorted.

Huo Shaoheng took four key members of Group B of the Special Operations Department directly to the third floor.

There are only three rooms on the third floor, one of which is very large, with iron cages inside, which is the room where Tan Guiren and the others are closed, and the other two rooms contain the elite of these kidnappers.

The members of the Special Operations Department were less polite to the elite kidnappers on the third floor.

They pried open the door, kicked in, and fired with a semi-automatic submachine gun. Not to mention people inside, even the mice had to be beaten up with holes.

The bullets fired by the semi-automatic submachine gun equipped with a silencer still made a sound of bubu, and it passed out in the quiet night.

Brother Hong, who was sleeping on the fourth floor, was awakened from his sleep. Although those bubu voices were very slight when they reached the fourth floor, his years of birth and death told him that something happened in the building!

Taking out the pistol under the pillow, and a rifle behind his back, he quickly opened the door. As soon as he arrived in the corridor, he felt someone coming from the other side of the corridor.

He raised the gun and shot without thinking, but he didn't expect the opponent to be faster than him!More firepower!

A shuttle of bullets flew over, sparks splattered all over the corridor, Hong had only time to pounce on the ground and roll back into his house.

He kicked back, shut the door tightly, and rushed towards the window.

From the window on his side, you can go directly to the room on the third floor with the iron cage, which is the room where Tan Guiren and the two children are closed.

At this time Huo Shaoheng just opened the lock of this room.

The door creaked, and Tan Guiren, who was tossed over and over and couldn't sleep by his aunt, was startled. He turned his head and looked over, but only saw a tall man standing at the door, wearing a helmet and headgear. A pair of big sunglasses covered half of his face, and he couldn't see his appearance.

Guiren Tan's heart jumped violently, almost jumping out of his throat.

Huo Shaoheng walked straight to the iron cage where Tan Guiren was closed, and fired a shot at the iron lock with his pistol, and the lock was broken to the ground.

He quickly opened the door of the iron cage and reached out to Guiren Tan: "Miss Tan? Come with me, I was sent by your father to save you."

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