Every time, the leader has a good time and topic, which will leave a good beginning for tomorrow's meeting.

China is a big country, and Pakistan needs to rebuild. The performance of the friendly relations between the two countries is also reflected in investment and cooperation. China's investment and Pakistan's cooperation enable us to work together for common development and progress.

Qin Xiu soon received a reminder from J5, nodded to him gently, and found a proper time to remind the next leader.

They were accompanied by members of the special operations forces. They were born with a keen sense of danger. Yesterday, they didn't respond. Today, they suddenly proposed to escort the leader away as soon as possible. Then they smelled something wrong.

The door of the conference room hasn't been opened yet. A Pakistani worker in a standing western formal dress came in a hurry. He walked very fast. Xia Jinyuan even saw that he had trotted a few steps. Only when he saw the Chinese staff could he walk fast.

This is the Pakistani staff accompanying little fox. Xia Jinyuan's eyes suddenly snapped. He took several steps and came to him, and reached out to block him directly. "If you have any questions during the meeting, please report first. Thank you."

Pakistan's soldiers also came to block and said something similar to Xia Jinyuan.

I saw that the Pakistani staff here took out a pistol from their pants, trembling, "a pistol left in the lounge, Miss patty, Jane, and pabel are not in the lecture room."

Xia Jinyuan directly took the magazine and unloaded half of the semi-automatic pistol. The current owner of the gun is little fox!

The gun is in the man, the man is not in the gun but , something's wrong!

"This is my Chinese student's self-defense pistol." Xia Jinyuan took the pistol, and his eyes were slightly fixed on the long black silk hair stuck on the handle. Her pistol was carried around her waist, but her hair was left on the handle , what is the message?

With a long hand holding the magazine and a "click", he reloaded the magazine into the gun. Cold and sharp eyes swept over and shocked the Pakistani staff to step back. "We need the details of pabel and all the surveillance around the presidential palace. At the same time, your country should immediately launch the rescue operation of Patty's team to ensure her safety. "

This is because in Pakistan, Al Qaeda, terrorists and extremist religious personnel are all defenseless, so there is still a chance for them to be vigilant.

In October, the blue sky and white clouds in Pakistan, if not heavily guarded, give people a fresh tranquility just by looking at this blue sky, as if they have returned to the domestic paradise.

When the view is from the blue sky and white clouds to the whole city, there is already a tense atmosphere in the Pakistani country entering Ramadan.

When Mrs. president of Pakistan learned that her daughter was likely to be kidnapped, she was inseparable from her English teacher, pabel, and fainted in the banquet hall on the spot. Her eldest daughter was also kidnapped by terrorists four years ago, and finally brutally killed.

The negotiation on reclamation investment was interrupted. Both sides began to take the rescue of hostages as their first task and began to lay out closely in the dark.

Xia Jinyuan asked Pakistan to find out the personal files Babel had submitted to Pakistan at that time, and members of the snowy region brigade quickly threw themselves into the search for clues in the process of waiting.

"Without fighting and leaving guns, Ye Jian left voluntarily." Xia Jinyuan picked up a few long hair leaves at the door of the lecture room, and then went to Patty's abduction, the messy marks of her feet on the carpet. "When she saw Miss Patty's abduction, she first tried to leave a gun, and then tried to leave her hair. There were six hairs in total. Six represents Shun, Shun can also be understood as peace. This is her two messages to us. The most important thing is that Ye Jian voluntarily follows them. "

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