The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Sensing that there might be a problem with the hotel, Cyril did not stand in the middle of the hall by himself as before, treating the hotel as a place for him to run amok. Instead, he sat on the sofa in the hotel. The spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling glass behind the sofa was shattered long ago. The cool night wind poured in, blowing the heavy curtains.

Cyril, who was sitting on the sofa, was very vigilant, and deliberately smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass. If there was anything unusual, he could leave immediately without going around the hotel gate.

The injured Noah was brought from the fifth floor to the first floor, walked through the dark hall, and stood in front of Cyril.

He wanted to stand, but Cyril's subordinates directly pressed him and knelt down. Noah, who was shot in the thigh, resisted angrily. He is a soldier. Even if he is captured now, the arrogance of a soldier will not allow him Notorious drug dealer kneels.

"You should tell everyone in the hotel to stop struggling and put down your weapons obediently. Instead of standing in front of me and fighting me with dignity."

Cyril spoke, his voice was so cool that it sounded like a poisonous snake parading in a ditch, and he could hear the cold sweat on his back, "It's better to kneel down in front of me and talk obediently, maybe you still have a chance to talk to me."

As soon as the words fell, the entire hotel lobby was filled with the screams of Noah alone. His thigh wound was brutally grabbed with his fingers...

Severe pain hit, and Noah was so painful that cold sweat poured down his body like water.

He still didn't choose to kneel down, and fell to the ground in pain.

The gunfire at the hotel didn't stop, and Noah, who was so painful that his muscles were twitching, knew that they had exposed themselves so that he and his soldiers could leave, but now that they stopped shooting, Cyril would not let them go.

No, he can't let them all be exposed, they have to stay in the hotel and continue to collect useful intelligence for the country!

Since the terrorist attack in September three years ago, their country has been working hard to know and prevent terrorist incidents in advance. A country like Merapan is loved by terrorists. They must have an intelligence network.

The hotel is their intelligence network, even if he dies, the hotel cannot be exposed!

The curled up Noah tightly hugged his shot bleeding thigh, suppressed the fear in his heart with the greatest perseverance, panted heavily, and vented his pain with a loud voice, almost shouting, "Sirie Mr. Er, there is a big misunderstanding between us. I still don’t understand why Mr. Cyril will target me. Someone said something that made Mr. Cyril misunderstand me!”

"Misunderstanding? No, no, no, it's not a misunderstanding. You are a white man. I know very well what you want from me. So! There is no misunderstanding between you and me."

Will, the "someone" that Noah thought of was Will, and he must have said something in front of Cyril that put him and his soldiers in danger.

Cyril spoke slowly, with a cold smile, "Unfortunately, I won't give you what you want unless you can buy them all back. But, I don't want to sell them to you, you Only snatched from me."

"It's Will, right? I know, it must be Will." Noah sneered, "He wants to use Mr. Cyril to get rid of me, he must think so. Mr. Cyril, you have been cheated, you have been cheated by him Cheated!"

Will, the damn guy, convinced himself of him because of four paintings!