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Chapter 709 God, thank you for your redemption

Just as the trigger was pulled, the person who executed the shooting was discovered in horror.

He can't move anymore.

The eyes exposed outside the mask surged out of fear and panic, and they still couldn't believe it.

He wanted to control his fingers and press them down frantically.

But he couldn't move.

The body is completely out of control, as if it is taken away by others.

How, how is it possible...

Seeing that he was still slugging, the commander could no longer control it.

He was so cold that he said, "Idiot, what are you rubbing against?"

Don't shoot these people quickly.

"I, I can't move..."

The man said this sentence in horror.

The air calmed down.

The person in charge of the command cursed secretly, not believing in any nonsense.

"Get out, I'll come in person!"

He snatched the machine gun and turned around to prepare for strafing.

The moment the trigger was pressed, a chill suddenly spread across the soles of his feet, and his whole body was frozen and unable to move.

He stopped.

It was like a sculpture, with only eyes still circling.

The other members of the yard panicked, walked over half-believingly, and took a picture of the second frozen man, "Dick, Dick? How are you?"

"I, I can't move..."

The first person said this may be false.

When the second person says this, the credibility will increase greatly.

The people in the courtyard, whether they were hostages or terrorists, had their eyes gathered on Dick and the others for a moment.

"It's God, God has brought down blessings to save us..."

The woman holding the child suddenly cried bitterly, and fell to the ground without warning, with her forehead against the gravel-filled land.

Start reciting scriptures.

"Child, pray to God quickly, it must be the blessing of God..."

After the mother and son knelt on the ground and prayed, the hostages kneeling beside him slowly knelt on the ground.

Tears filled my eyes.

The feeling of surviving the disaster surged up, and I was grateful and began to pray for no reason.

Among the kneeling hostages, Jimmy, who was kneeling up, was extremely conspicuous.

He is a person with higher education, believes in science and has no faith.

However, this scene in front of me can be called a miracle...

"Dick, what should I do?"

The decapitation operation is a task assigned by the leader and a task they must complete.

Dick couldn't even turn his neck down, he gritted his teeth, "Kill them quickly! Do you want to be punished by the boss?"

Norden is not a good person.

His punishment is at least a broken arm and leg.

Thinking of this, the remaining people turned pale.

It took a long time before someone stood up and pointed his gun at the hostages who were praying on the ground.

He slowly, carefully pulled the trigger.

No surprises.

Become a sculpture.

The gunshots still didn't sound.

The person opposite who was holding the video on his mobile phone was tired, frowned, and called someone to come and report to the leader.

What's wrong today.

Could it be... God has really come to save them?

The third person followed and finished.

The rest of the people looked at each other in a glance.

Everyone saw the panic and fear in their companions' eyes.

They were originally ordinary Yiwu people, and they joined terrorist organizations and each had their own ideas and ideas.

This feeling of controlling life is never experienced before.

However, it was like a drug addict who was enjoying the ecstasy, and suddenly a pot of cold water poured down.

Yiwu people all have faith.

They thought of the faith they had betrayed, and the lives of those who died under their hands...
Chapter completed!
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