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Text Chapter 1,109 Escape from Death

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    Dorje Gonpo was obviously a little scared and was trembling all over. The man leading the way looked back and sneered: "There are often unclean things in this place, but as long as they are people who truly believe in 'Allah', they will naturally  No evil can invade, but if he is a double-minded person, I can't guarantee that he will be safe." After saying that, he continued to move forward without looking back.

    "I want to see how many ghosts and ghosts are hidden here." After being threatened by the man, Fu Haolun became less afraid. He cursed secretly and followed him in big strides. Dorje Gonpo had no choice but to hold on.  Scalp chased after him.

    The man who led the way came to a large tomb and pressed a button on a ball above the tombstone. The tombstone slid open with a click, revealing a large hole. There were steps diagonally going down under the hole. The man paid his respects to Dorje.  Bu and Fu Haolun waved to them to go down first. After the two went down, he pressed the button again, the tombstone clicked back to its original position, and the hole disappeared.

    After going down the stairs, he entered a large tomb, which was as big as a basketball court. Fu Haolun was secretly shocked. It would undoubtedly be a huge project to dig out such a large tomb. This shows how deeply hidden the Tibetan terrorist organization is.  The power is huge.

    At this time, the tomb was actually full of people, as many as fifty or sixty people, all members of the Tibetan extremist terrorist organization. The "messenger" was standing on the stage directly in front of him and talking loudly. When he saw  Dorje Gonpo and Fu Haolun came in. A cold light flashed in his eyes, he pointed at the two and angrily shouted: "Spies, you dare to come and die. Those who betray Allah will be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell and be expelled."  Take those who are tongue-tied, fried, and tortured with thousands of knives through the heart"

    Dorje Gonpo was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the spot, crying bitterly and shouting that he was wronged. Fu Haolun was about to resist, but the man who led the way pointed at his head with a sharp steel drill from behind and did not dare to move.  The terrorists surrounded them and twisted the two of them before the 'messenger'.

    "Kneel down and repent to Allah. I can consider letting you die more comfortably." The messenger shouted sternly. Dorje Gonpo was so frightened that he knelt down as soon as the person who was twisting his hand let go.  After getting off, Fu Haolun refused to kneel, struggled and laughed loudly: "I am a spy, it's ridiculous. If I were a spy, you would have been killed. If I were a spy, would I still come to your door for you to kill?"  Besides, even if I'm a spy, you won't let me know anything. If I want to tell you, I have nothing to report. It's obviously your incompetence that caused the leak, and you even used me to top the tank. I have nothing to say. If you want to kill me, kill me.  It¡¯s just that I¡¯m blind, and I actually believe that following you pig brains can accomplish great things, bah.¡±

    The messenger became angry and said angrily: "You are still making excuses when you are about to die. No matter what you say today, you will not escape death. I will chop off his head and sacrifice it to Allah."

    The man leading the way immediately hit Fu Haolun hard on the crook of his leg with the steel drill in his hand from behind. Fu Haolun could no longer stand and fell to the ground. The terrorists refused to let him go and gave him a beating.  After being punched and kicked, blood soon came out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his face became swollen.

    Fu Haolun endured the severe pain and kept yelling, but this attracted even more vicious attacks from the terrorists. He tried to struggle, but was held down tightly. He knew that he would not be able to survive today, but it was a pity that he could not finish it.  Duan Zetao's task, he closed his eyes in pain, and said silently in his heart, Zetao, I'm sorry, I have tried my best, Zhuoma, just wait, I will accompany you.

    Several terrorists had already drawn out sharp Tibetan knives and were about to plunge them straight into Fu Haolun. At this time, a stone door next to the tomb suddenly opened, "Stop.", a scolding sound came from a graceful figure.  The masked woman walked out, it was the mysterious masked woman who was on the top floor of the hotel that day.

    "Saint." When the terrorists saw the mysterious masked woman appearing, they all fell to the ground and bowed to the ground. Fu Haolun wanted to raise his head to see who the saint was, but he was injured too badly and his eyes were covered with blood.  It was blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he knew that he should not die for the time being, so he fainted as soon as his mind relaxed.

    "Holy girl, you can't listen to this man's sophistry. He must be an undercover agent sent by the police. It was him who leaked secrets that caused the failure of our operation and caused the tragic death of so many of our brothers. If we don't kill him, we would be sorry for our dead brothers."  The messenger anxiously stepped forward to protest.

    "Shut up, he's right. He doesn't know the detailed plan of our operation at all. How to report it? The last time he went to our contact point was not destroyed by the police, which means it was not him who reported the information, and  If you were him, would you still dare to come here after informing the police? It is clearly your incompetence that caused the operation to fail, and you also shifted the responsibility to others." The mysterious masked woman pointed at the messenger and scolded sternly  .

    The messenger's face suddenly changed. He knew very well that the organization punishes erring members of the organization.How harsh it is, and the hierarchy within the organization is very strict. He is just a small leader among the core members who is responsible for managing the peripheral members, while the saint is the daughter of the supreme leader. Even if he wants to appeal, he has nowhere to appeal. Just when he is about to distinguish, the mysterious  The masked woman had already waved her hand, and her entourage stepped forward to twist the envoy up, put a piece of cloth in his mouth, and escorted him down. What awaited him was that the expressions of all the members of the Tibetan extremist terrorist organization turned serious.  torture.

    When Fu Haolun woke up, he found himself lying in a room surrounded by snow, and his head was covered with dense bandages, only his eyes and nostrils were exposed. A graceful figure was pacing back and forth facing him, although he could not see it.  Her face, but judging from the big and bright eyes, long eyelashes and snow-white and smooth skin exposed from the veil, she should be a beautiful young woman with a good face, probably the one the terrorists mentioned.  "Saint".

    This "holy girl" is not very old, but she seems to have a high status in the extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet. This is why the terrorists were so respectful to her and allowed her to escape death. If she could find a way to gain her trust, she would have  If they have the opportunity to get in touch with the core of the extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet and obtain more important information, the police will have the opportunity to wipe out the entire extremist terrorist organizations in western Tibet.

    Thinking of this, Fu Haolun twisted his neck to get a closer look at the physical features of this "Saint Girl". He suddenly touched the wound and couldn't help but exclaimed "Ouch."

    "You're awake, don't move." The saint was also alarmed, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes. She was also full of curiosity about Fu Haolun. Doctors within the organization said that four of Fu Haolun's ribs were broken, but  Fu Haolun did not beg for mercy in such a situation. He can really be said to be a strong man. Although the saint has a high status in the extremist terrorist organization in Tibet, she is still a girl at heart. She has an inexplicable liking for the manly Fu Haolun.  .
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