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Luo Xingchen didn't know if this was a temptation, or if he had really discovered them.

Her chest heaved sharply with tension and fear.

"Shoot." The voice rang out again.

A dense burst of gunfire pierced her eardrums, sending dust splatters all around.

Luo Xingchen pounced on Jensen and protected him with his body.

Her back and hair were all white, black, and gray.

The pungent smell and dust tickled her nose, and she quickly covered her nose with her hands, not daring to breathe.

At this moment, the obstacle that was blocking them was suddenly overturned with great force.

In a few rays of light, a dozen tall men in camouflage uniforms and leather boots appeared in her blurred vision.

They had guns in their hands and were babbling something.

"Gentlemen, my colleagues and I are staff members of the Charity Foundation, and we are here to help women and children who have lost their homes in the war."

Luo Xingchen stood up, took off the work card around his neck, and reached out to hand it out.

She spoke English, which only the man who yelled at them could understand.

He grabbed his submachine gun and snatched her work card.

It was covered in dust, and he shook it slightly.

"Helena?" He squinted at the photo on the work card, and then looked at Luo Xingchen, who was standing in front of him with a dusty face.

"Yes, my name is Helena. We don't have weapons, we don't have ......," Luo Xingchen pointed behind him, "That's my colleague Jensen, he's injured and needs treatment. ”

Then she stared at the man expectantly, hoping that they were good people with a conscience.

So that Jensen could be saved.

The man winked at the man next to him, and the man rushed over and poked Jensen in the body with the barrel of his gun.

Luo Xingchen squatted down to protect Jensen, "Don't do this, he's injured, he's bleeding a lot." Please, save him, will you save him? ”

The English-speaking man rushed forward, grabbed her chin, and jerked it up.

The dust in her hair and face made her countenance look awkward and blurry.

The man pinched her chin tightly, and his thumb rubbed lightly, which was very smooth and delicate.

"Bring the water!"

A man opened his carry-on kettle and walked over and raised his hand.

The water flowed down and drenched on Luo Xingchen's dusty face.

She was pinched in the jaw and couldn't move.

The water irritated her nose, and she subconsciously opened her mouth, choking her eyes red.

The man didn't let go of her, and wiped his other hand hard against her face.

After a while, a delicate face appeared in front of his eyes.

There was a light in his eyes, and he turned back to say something to his entourage.

Luo Xingchen felt her arm tighten, and the man grabbed her.

"Save him, save him......"

She dragged her feet hard, not wanting to be taken away by the man.

The man who doused her with water bent down and another man dragged the dying Jensen out and threw him on the ground.

Luo Xingchen thought of those fragmentary and deadly gunshots, and knelt in front of the man.

"Please, save him, save him......"

Her face was pale, and her expression was filled with fear and panic.

She had no special training, so she couldn't think of a better way to deal with cruelty than to plead.

The man lowered his head and tugged at the placket of her shirt and tugged at her fiercely, and the buttons of her shirt flew in all directions, revealing her beautiful figure.

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