The air pressure is a little low.

Zhang Guodong and his deputy were taken care of in a property 500 meters away from the Third Camp Camp.

There is no shortage of three meals a day, but they can never calm down.

It seems like a death row prisoner waiting for execution.

The door is open.

Zhang Guodong and his deputy, who had not been able to fall asleep peacefully all night, sat up suddenly, with a look of horror on their faces.

In front of them were four border guard soldiers carrying live ammunition.

It's over, are you going to die?

Zhang Guodong's scalp was numb and he couldn't help but tremble.

His deputy was even more speechless and couldn't say a word.

Although you get a lot of life in such a place without laws, the risks are also great.

I thought God would bless you, but I didn't expect that there would be such a day in the end.

The two older men couldn't help but sob.

"Guodong."

A soft call rang out.

Zhang Guodong suddenly looked up. His love affair, the hotel owner Sun Qing actually came to the bedside.

Is she okay?

Sun Qing didn't give him time to think, and grabbed his hand and his voice trembled.

"Guodong, let's go!"

"ah?"

Zhang Guodong was stunned.

Walk?

Where to go?

"Walk!"

The soldier waved his hand.

Zhang Guodong and his deputy looked at each other, and they were blessed to their hearts and left immediately.

Then, the two soldiers, who were about the same height as their soldiers changed into casual clothes, put on their heads, and sat quietly beside the bed.

Two hours later, border guards took them out of the house and stuffed them into the car.

The transaction officially began at 10:00 a.m.
Chapter completed!