Chapter 793: Kidnapping

At this moment Mr. Brown is proud of his breeze. He dragged two Loli under the age of 14 and laughed almost to the sky.
He felt that he had run into a great luck. The two little girls in front of him were rare, and if they felt good after the inspection, it would be worth buying.
Upstairs, entering the house, soft beds and warm light boilers all feel quite comfortable. As soon as the door was closed, two bodyguards with large waists and round waists stood at the door, and the other two stayed downstairs. This will eliminate most security issues.
Old Harris retreated and waited anxiously for more than ten minutes before he got the news-the target value was huge, and the head of the army personally issued a bounty of 10,000 gold coins to kidnap him. Minister Clooney also ordered full cooperation.
Ten thousand gold coins!
The news came back that old Harris and his men were all staring at each other, "Calm down, calm down, tell the two little girls to control the fat sheep, we are ready to start."
At the moment in the gun room, Mr. Bull started working immediately when he was in no hurry, and he was flirting with the two little girls with great interest. Looking at one of them clearly hates but can't refuse, the other is frightened but refuses to welcome back, heavenly enjoyment!
But when it was cheerful, there were a few slight and regular percussions from the room next door. Burr didn't respond to the voice, but the two little girls received unexpected instructions and suddenly changed their behavior.
"Lolita", who had refused to contact Boer, suddenly tangled up like an octopus. She hugged Boer's limbs with her hands and feet, and suddenly screamed loudly in her mouth to cover up other voices.
The timid doll, which has always been shy, showed a ruthless color, and found a small old-fashioned shaving blade under the bed and pressed it against Burr's neck, yelling fiercely: "Don't move, you nerd."
The blade of "Doll" was pressed tightly, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on Burr's neck. He was so stiff that he suddenly fell into an ice cave when his fire was rising. The "Lolita" on him just stared at him with a mocking expression, with a deliberate yelling in his mouth.
Oops ... it's been calculated.
I often walk by the river.
Tracy McGrady brought four bodyguards because he was worried about buying loli among refugees. He sold Loli in the past and immediately took it away, but he did not expect that the brothel that opened was actually a big pit dedicated to the fat sheep.
Before Mr. Bull came up with a way to get out, a wall of the gun room suddenly cracked, and the old Harris who had just ushered in him laughed and habbled with a few of his staff.
"How can we treat our VIPs this way? This guy is worth at least 10,000 gold coins." Old Harris said with a smile, he struck a thick rope, first sealed the mouth of Maddie Buell, and then tied his limbs in various forms. Tied tightly, "You must treat him well."
Then "Lolita" and "Dolls" yelled together, and even slaps to simulate the crackling of the limbs. At the same time, they used a mobile phone to record, and recorded it for a few minutes before playing it at maximum volume. In this gun room, it was as if two young and tender girls were being shot.
At first glance at the opponent's comprehensive arrangement, Mr. Bull, who was sweating coldly, was really panicked. He didn't know who was kidnapping him, but all he wanted to do was to get money—you want to ask for money, I'm willing to give it.
But Burr's mouth couldn't make much noise, and the members of the two Harris squads gently lifted him up, and cheerfully sent him out of the hidden door in the wall. The two bodyguards outside the gun room were still unaware and continued to stand guard as the door god.
Bull was eventually packed into a box and transported out of the back door of the house. Old Harris couldn't care less about this, calling both of his pickups into the town. The members of the team in the city, plus two loli, all got on the bus.
Old Harris personally drove out of the city with the box containing the meat ticket, and the two bodyguards who were still on guard after a few minutes finally felt a bit out of order-the screams in the room were always high and sharp, it sounded fierce, but usually Tracy McGrady didn't hold out for so long.
"Mr. Bull, Mr., ..." The bodyguard knocked on the door a few times, breaking into the door without getting a response. As a result, I saw the mobile phone dropped on the bed and the wall with the open door.
Fuck!
Big trouble!
"Mr. Bull has been kidnapped." Several bodyguards were shocked and furious, and they quickly searched the temporary brothel. As a result, they found that the old Harris, who was still dangling in front of them, disappeared, and even a ghost was missing.
This speed is too fast, it will take ten minutes to calculate it!
"The kidnapper must haven't run far."
"Contact the city guards and block the city exit."
"Notify headquarters for support."
The bodyguards responded most quickly as quickly as possible, but they knew the importance of McGrady. This guy is a generalist and has a long career in his fifties. David Lawrence hopes he can plan a reasonable industrial recovery plan for himself.
It turned out that such an important person, because he ran out to play little loli, was kidnapped!
New Brunswick's brotherhood guards didn't know what had happened, but they immediately blocked the city and barred people from entering.
Old Harris's team had not left the city yet, and when he saw the city's guards suddenly began to set up horses and roadblocks, he stepped directly on the throttle. The all-electric-powered pickup suddenly increased its power suddenly and rushed forward more than ten meters.
The guards who were setting up the cordon on the street suddenly panic to escape, but then shoot at the pickup. Crackling bullets made holes in the car body, and the window glass was shattered and shattered, forcing Harris to lower his head and flee to the outside.
"Support, support, we also need to support." Old Harris endured an almost violent attack, and was also very heartbroken. But he knew he couldn't stop, and he quickly caught up with four or five guards' cars. The next escape route was obviously not easy.
When Old Harris rushed through the checkpoint ~ EbookFREE.me ~ to pick up the last pickup that had been left outside the city, four or five AK rifles fired fiercely at the pursuing guard. The automatic rifle emptied a magazine in five or six seconds, and more than 100 rounds of the chasing vehicle slammed into the head.
The windows were shattered and blood mist raged. The chasing guards were either killed on the spot or turned the steering wheel to avoid bullets. The sharp turn even caused the vehicle to overturn, or they hit the isolation belt and washed down the shoulder. The whole hunt suddenly disappeared, and the living guards could only watch three pickup trucks grow away.
The old Harris, who was running away, drove wildly and asked loudly in the intercom: "Are there any casualties?"
Each team member started to report his name, and the dozens were all intact.
"Are our Mr. Sheep still alive?" Old Harris asked again.
The two lolies who took care of the fat sheep were in the back seat of the old Harris. They opened the cardboard box and patted Maddie Bull, who was as a pig, and shouted cheerfully: "The fat sheep are all right, they are urine pants."
"Hahaha ... we are rich, ten thousand gold coins! We are all rich!" (To be continued.)