Chapter 560: The Princess in the Ivory Tower

America is a country where guns are not allowed.

The bad guys have guns, and the good guys also have guns. The country has a normal gun market. Of course, there is also a black market for gun sales.

Because guns are not allowed, the black market for gun trading is more rampant than in countries where guns are banned. From small revolvers to AK47, guns can be bought on the black market in the United States.

Even tanks and armored vehicles decommissioned by the army can be bought from legitimate channels.

The high firepower that Huo Shaoheng mentioned is of course not a pistol, but various heavy sniper and semi-automatic submachine guns. A submachine gun with high firepower must be equipped with at least one.

These things can be obtained from the black market for guns, and the North American branch of the Special Operations Division has long been prepared.

They need to deal with various emergencies, which are daily tasks.

Zhao Liangze accepted the order and began to dispatch manpower and weapons.

Huo Shaoheng stayed up all night, studying the structural diagram of the six-story building.

People from the Special Operations Department went to the Bronx neighborhood several times in the past two days, and used various special cameras to take infrared pictures of this small building, and they could even see the situation inside through the walls.

At night, Huo Shaoheng looked at these photos and quickly locked a room on the third floor.

Looking at these infrared images, Zhao Liangze clicked his tongue. Standing behind Huo Shaoheng with his arms folded, he said sadly, "These people are so inhuman! What are they doing to keep people in cages?!"

"What else can I do? There must be nothing good." Huo Shaoheng said calmly, "But Tan Guiren seems to be really alive."

Infrared imaging photos show that the room on the third floor is divided by iron cages, in which an adult and two children are imprisoned, and there are some empty cages, which indicates that there were other people imprisoned in it?

According to the bone analysis of the infrared photo of the adult, it should be Tan Guiren.

Missing for more than a month, still alive, is also fate.

"If you survive a catastrophe, there will be future blessings. If this girl can really escape this time, I bet her father will be the prime minister." Zhao Liangze raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Huo Shaoheng left the computer, took out his pistol to wipe it, and said without raising his head: "...Our Special Operations Department doesn't care about internal affairs, don't forget the rules."

"Yes!" Zhao Liangze said awe-inspiringly, and hurriedly reflected on whether his actions had crossed the line.

While wiping his gun, Huo Shaoheng made a battle plan in his mind.

In that six-story building, except for the room with the iron cage on the third floor, there were people and weapons in the other rooms, and they should all be fellow kidnappers guarding the room.

I really didn't expect that the other party dispatched so many people.

Six floors, almost twenty rooms, at least two people in each room, so they faced at least 40 opponents.

These 40 people are all strong gun-wielding gangsters.

But no matter how powerful the bandits are, they can't beat the regular army.

Huo Shaoheng was convinced of this.

There was also the evening news on the TV.

Today, the police station on the Upper West Side of Manhattan received another mysterious voice changer message. This time, it said, "Where the sun shines, the Statue of Liberty rises."

Compared with the vagueness of the previous two times, this time the message is much clearer.

Everyone immediately thought of the Statue of Liberty.

Almost overnight, the Statue of Liberty Park in New Jersey was overcrowded, and countless guessing enthusiasts flocked to the park to look for clues about missing persons.

At this time, Huo Shaoheng had already completed the deployment of troops, and determined the plan for the two teams of Group A and Group B to attack separately.

"Ten people in group A, three groups of snipers and observers, and two groups of assaulters, went directly into the building. Twenty people in group B, all entered the building by surprise. Weapons must be equipped with silencers. The raid at two o'clock in the morning is over."

Zhao Liangze assigned Huo Shaoheng's plan.

The North American branch of the Special Operations Division was completely withdrawn last time, and now it is a newly reorganized new department, and it is also their first large-scale mission.

These soldiers are gearing up and waiting for this day for a long time.

Manhattan nights in July,

It has brought a little bit of heat.

People in the Bronx neighborhood without air conditioners sit at the door to enjoy the shade at night, looking at passers-by with gloomy eyes, and the appearance is completely in the rhythm of drawing guns if they don't agree with each other.

Huo Shaoheng held a high-powered telescope and stood at the window of a hotel not far from the Bronx, looking at the six-story building.

"The name of this small building is interesting." Zhao Liangze stood beside Huo Shaoheng, whispering and laughing: "It's called Ivory-Tower."

Huo Shaoheng smiled, "Ivory tower? Hehe, these people really know how to put gold on their faces."

The ivory tower should be a pure and dust-free place, but now it is indeed the ugliest and most filthy place. I have to say that this name is really ironic.

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At this time, in the room on the third floor of the "Ivory Tower", the lights were dim, and the two children were already asleep. Tan Guiren was sitting by the wall with his knees hugged. His small face was only the size of a palm, and his eyes were big and dark.

The door opened with a creak, and the handsome and cold young man walked in again.

Wearing black clothes and trousers, he stood in front of Tan Guiren's iron cage, staring at her intently, almost greedily.

The closer you look, the more you feel that Tan Guiren is beautiful and spotless, like a princess in an ivory tower. That kind of touching elegance and beauty is a temperament that can only be cultivated by generations of scholars, not money and power. piled up.

In order to kidnap Tan Guiren, he followed her for half a year.

In the past six months, he knew her better than she knew herself.

But Tan Guiren turned his head and didn't look at him at all. This kind of silent contempt hurts people the most.

The handsome and cold young man's eyes dimmed.

"Brother Hong, you're here..." A bastard guarding the door hurriedly ran out of the room next to him, stood at the door and bowed to the young man's back.

Brother Hong raised his hand and said without looking back, "Go out, I have something to ask her."

"Yes, Brother Hong." Seeing that Brother Hong was not angry, the bastard hurriedly closed the door, as if he was afraid that he would change his mind.

Holding a plastic bag in his hand, Brother Hong walked step by step to Tan Guiren's iron cage, bent down, took the key to open the door of the iron cage, and got in.

The iron cage is low, and normal people can only bend over or sit in it, and cannot straighten up and stand up.

"There's a bathroom over there, go in and clean it up." Brother Hong silently looked at Tan Guiren for a while, then handed her the plastic bag in his hand.

Tan Guiren's back moved slightly, and his body moved uncomfortably.

Another climax gushed out from under her body, and her aunt finally came after being late for four or five days.

I didn't expect the kidnapper to notice...

Tan Guiren was angry and embarrassed. She had been in a state of high physical and mental tension for more than a month. Now her physical discomfort made her even more at a loss, and she finally couldn't help crying.

Seeing her sobbing, Brother Hong, who had never been soft-hearted, felt his heart skip a beat.

He put the plastic bag on the ground, turned around and bent over and walked out of the iron cage. He didn't lock the iron cage, just waiting for Tan Guiren to come out and clean up in the bathroom.

Tan Guiren cried for a while, turned his head and saw the plastic bag on the ground, bit his teeth for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand, opened it and took a look.

Inside was a pack of sanitary napkins, which was the brand she was most used to.

Holding the plastic bag, Tan Guiren looked up and saw that the young man called "Brother Hong" hadn't left the room, but was standing at the door watching her silently, couldn't help but help the iron cage to get up, bent down and got out, When I came to him, I raised my head and begged bitterly: "Please, let me go back. What do you want? Money? My family will give it to you. Although my family is not rich, there are many good things passed down from ancestors that can be exchanged for money. I have a collection of many authentic works of ancient painters..."

Brother Hong stretched out his hand to stroke her messy black hair, sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry? Are you saying sorry now?!" Tan Guiren felt sad and disappointed, "What are you guys going to do?! Where did I provoke you?!"

Brother Hong withdrew his hand, stared at Tan Guiren obsessively for a while, and then said in a lower voice: "I have already let the word out. If your family members want to save you, they should know what to do."

"Say it! As long as you tell me, I will definitely ask my family to help you!" Tan Guiren immediately became nervous when he heard that there was still hope of getting out alive, "What exactly do you want?!"

Brother Hong looked at Tan Guiren's face with nostalgia, his eyes lingering on her body.

Tan Guiren understood and changed her face all of a sudden. She took a few steps back and said cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing Tan Guiren's appearance, Brother Hong's face also became gloomy. He regained his stern look, and said with a sneer, "What do you want to do? Of course I want to fuck you!——What are you doing?!"

"You——! Shameless! Nasty! Scum!" Tan Gui trembled with anger, but he could only use these words to curse people over and over again.

Brother Hong's eyes darkened again. He took a step forward, lifted Tan Guiren's chin with his hand, and clicked his tongue: "Tomorrow, I will make a condition to your family to exchange a political prisoner in the Chinese Imperial Prison. If you If your family disagrees, you will have to follow me for the rest of your life!"

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This is the second update...

A reminder to recommend tickets and monthly tickets!

Thank you "Huaixuan My" for the gift of He Shibi yesterday. Thanks to "Heaven づ beggar" for the reward of He Shibi yesterday. mwah!

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