Sister, you miss me

At IS base, Hamza is facing Qin Shou'er.

"You are responsible for this action. You must be careful. They can sacrifice, but you can't. Jihad requires you."

Qin Shou knew that this kind of action was often dead and not alive. Hearing what Hamza said, it was only a remote command, he let out a long sigh of relief.

...

The take-off process of a large plane is quite stable. Each seat has a display screen, and movies can be played on demand. The chairs are large and comfortable. The distance between the front and rear rows is also longer than that of domestic flights, and can be slightly tilted.

After all, it is a voyage of more than ten hours, these are also necessary.

Many classmates, including Ruan Boshi, put on headphones after sitting down and immersed in the plot of the movie.

Yang Feng was sitting by the window, there was no beauty beside him, only a bearded foreigner, he had to look out the window.

The plane is still rising, and the buildings on the ground are getting smaller and smaller, because it is daytime, the scenery is still very spectacular.

Only when I was condescending did I understand what is meant by "the great rivers and mountains of the motherland", and I would sigh that "the country is so beautiful" and "the country is picturesque".

The plane rose to a certain height, and the blue sky was bright and the sea of ​​clouds was vast. Between the blue sky and the sea, it was this large Air China plane.

Big, that is relative to the passengers. In fact, between the world, the smallness is not even a drop in the ocean.

The setting sun was so dazzling, the clouds were billowing under the feet, and it really was thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and snow, magnificent waves and boundless.

At this time, the plane announcement sounded: "Hello passengers, welcome to this flight. We are already at a safe cruising altitude of 9300 meters or more. Soon, our flight attendants will distribute drinks and snacks for everyone."

After eating and going to bed, he slept until his legs were numb, and informed the plane that it was landing.

A school bus drew everyone into the historic and picturesque Harvard University campus.

The students were all amazed in their eyes. After allocating accommodation, they couldn't bear the request to visit, so Ruan Bosi announced free activities.

Yang Feng suddenly remembered that He Lingxin was in this school, but he didn't want to take the initiative to find it. Whether he can meet it depends on fate.

Everyone spread out, and Yang Feng played and appreciated it alone.

The campus is full of students of all skin colors, and the whole world merges here.

When he came to the statue of John Harvard, his left toe was gleaming, and there were people scrambling to touch it, some of them were parents and more were children.

I heard that you can go to Harvard by touching the toes of John Harvard. Isn’t the parents who hope their son or daughter become a phoenix crazy?Can John Harvard's toes shine?

John Harvard, founder of the school, 1638.

This is full of Harvard's three great lies that are cited as interesting by the world.

First, John Harvard is only one of the sponsors.

Second, the school was founded in 1636.

Third, when I was in the statue, I couldn't find a picture of John Harvard himself, so I had to find a handsome guy as a model in the freshman. Therefore, the statue is not what John Harvard looks like.

Going deeper into the campus, visitors are getting scarce, because there are many evergreen trees, the environment becomes more and more peaceful.

Yang Feng suddenly thought of the ivy, not knowing what it meant.

The asphalt roadside underneath was cracked with a big hole, and it extended far, but it did not appear to be dilapidated, but it became a proof of the long history of the school.

This is an Ivy League college.

Seven presidents went abroad here.

This is the world's top universities, regardless of academics and wealth.

The air here has the taste of culture.

A gunshot pulled the leisurely intoxicated Yang Feng back to reality. Some people fell to the ground and some screamed.

Everyone held their heads to flee, but Yang Feng ran towards the direction of the gunshot, and wondered, when will this free country control guns?

A group of students were rushed together, Yang Feng was among them.

The disobedient were killed on the spot, and the obedient stood in a row.

The three gunmen were all young whites, student-like, two AKs and one Colt.

"Faith?" The gunman holding Colt asked the first student, and the trial began.

The first student was also a white man, and he shivered as he watched several dead bodies lying in a pool of blood not far away.

"Faith!" the gunman repeated.

"God."

"Bang——" Before the words fell, he shot his head.

The girl screamed and the boy covered his face.

"Faith." The gunman asked next.

"Hinduism," said the second.

"Boom!"

"Shintoism." The third.

"Boom!"

"Christ." The fourth.

"Boom."

After the gunman asked about his beliefs, he shot immediately, killing four people in a row.

The girl's screaming gradually became lower, and the boys were not covering their faces, as if they were a little numb.

The next person to be tried was a white young man who was scared to pee, and his jeans and trousers were soaked.

The gunman hadn't spoken yet, he suddenly became wise and pushed a girl with long hair behind him to the front.

"John, you..." The girl couldn't believe it.

The voice was so familiar, Yang Feng looked up, God, it turned out to be He Lingxin, and he didn't expect the two to meet in this situation. This girl has long hair. If she doesn't speak, she almost can't recognize it.

The white young man named "John" lowered his head: "I don't want to die!"

"Didn't you say that you can die for me?" He Lingxin said excitedly.

"I'm farting, okay?"

"Without words, go to death."

With a shot, John had a blood hole in his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

"Ah—" He Lingxin hugged her head in her hands, hysterical.

"SHUTUP!" The gunman fired a shot at him, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

"Chinese girl, what about your faith?" Finally it was He Lingxin's turn.

"I... I am not a party member, nor a member of the league, no... no faith." He Lingxin burst into tears.

"Then, I will send you home." The cold muzzle was on He Lingxin's forehead.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"Wait, I'll come first."

In everyone's eyes, Yang Feng expressionlessly walked in front of He Lingxin.

"Yang Feng, why are you..." In an instant, He Lingxin covered her mouth, tears welling up.

On a tall building in the distance, Qin Shou stood up suddenly, stepping through his iron shoes and finding nowhere to find it without any effort. This time he was not targeting Yang Feng, and he did not expect his enemies to come to the door.

Qin Shou couldn't wait to step forward and end Yang Feng with his own hands, but rationally told him to look again.

"Another Chinese, very brave, so you still know, believe, what is your belief?" the gunman asked Yang Feng.

"You don't understand." Yang Feng shook his head.

"what?"

Yang Feng hooked his hand, and the guy holding Colt didn't doubt that he was there. When he leaned over, Yang Feng suddenly went into trouble and took the gun and fired.

Da Da, Da Da.

Four gunshots were fired and one fell over the shoulder.

The three gunmen lay on the ground and wailed, holding two of the AK's with their broken hands, and holding their pistols to their chests.

applause.

The police arrived.

On a tall building, Qin Shou smashed his binoculars, the police arrived, and the operation was over. It was time to evacuate. Only when the green hills were left could there be a day of revenge.

At the scene, Yang Feng pressed his hands down, and suddenly someone hugged him from behind. Needless to say, it was He Lingxin.

He Lingxin's arms used the strength to eat milk, and her body was still shaking slightly.

Yang Feng slowly turned, He Lingxin stood on tiptoe, wrapped his arms around his neck, and sucked his lips.

The applause around him became more enthusiastic, and He Lingxin sucked harder and harder.

Yang Feng knew that the girl was terrified, she needed to vent and release.

In addition to the police, there are emergency teams that look like agents.

Yang Feng subdued the gunman. Of course, the police had to ask. A black policeman was about to speak, but was stopped by an agent holding an MP5 and wearing a blindfold with the phrase "his own person".

The police nodded and walked away. The agent lifted the blindfold and Yang Feng exclaimed, "Laura, why are you?"

Xiang Laola smiled and said, "You can earn some extra money on your honeymoon. Anyway, you are still in your business."

"Emergency teams are all mercenaries? The government will really save trouble."

"This is good. It's all a contract. It's actually worth learning."

Yang Feng shrugged, "Where is Dadong?"

"In the hotel, he is not familiar with the place of his life, and he is not allowed to join the team." At this point, Xiang Laola looked at the two "fit" and smiled ambiguously: "Are you a hero to save the United States?"

"It's an old classmate."

"Returning the old knowledge from another country?" Xiang Laola licked her generous lips, "Don't bother, old classmate, you should retell the past."

When He Lingxin was said by her, her pretty face was blushing.

A group of police sealed off the scene, and the bodies of the gunmen and students were taken away. Because of Xiang Laola, Yang Feng also saved the need to even record a confession.

"Yang Feng, follow me."

"Where to go?"

He Lingxin did not explain, holding Yang Feng's hand firmly, ran all the way into the girls' apartment.

"This……"

After entering the room, Yang Feng was pushed onto the bed, and He Lingxin sat up, biting her lip, staring wide-eyed, and gasping for her clothes one by one.

"Xinxin..." Yang Feng couldn't help swallowing.

The next moment, He Lingxin sealed his lips.

Some clouds and rain.

Two hours later.

"You unexpectedly..." Yang Feng sat up, saw the cherry blossoms on the bed sheet, and stopped talking.

"How about it, don't lose it." He Lingxin lay on her side, the sheets covering the infinite spring.

"No wonder your white boyfriend is unwilling to die for you."

"Because of your bravery, you have been rewarded."

Yang Feng touched his back and took a breath: "You're so cruel, take a look. This is called body without skin."

"I am also in pain, which is called pain and happiness."

"However, I was a little sudden." Yang Feng sneered.

"Don't worry, you won't be responsible."

"I didn't mean that. You have been in the West for so long, and you still have a boyfriend. You actually..."

Seeing He Lingxin's meaningful smile, Yang Feng shook his head: "After all, I drank foreign ink. I was out."

He Lingxin came up greasy and hugged him from behind, feeling the exquisite embossed warmth and softness on her hot back.

"I want you to stay with me for the past few days."

"Okay, we are classmates after all!"

He Lingxin changed positions flexibly, leaning in Yang Feng's arms, and turned on the TV "pop".

The TV station is broadcasting the terrorist attack.