chapter 2 I am her father

Junclein Airport. Dozens of helicopters circled the airport, and even armored vehicles were dispatched. "Chief, according to your order, the airport has been put under full martial law. Please give the next instruction!" A military officer looked solemn. An hour ago, he was given a last-minute order to take control of the airport without any explanation. A majestic man's voice came from the other end of the phone. "How is that warplane? Did it land smoothly? Where are the people inside?" The combat officer was confused, "First officer, no warplanes are landing here, but five minutes ago, according to the radar, there was a supersonic aircraft of unknown origin flying over, but it did not stop, and now it has left the sky above Junclein City.” "What? The warplane didn't land?" The person on the other end of the phone was slightly startled, and suddenly exclaimed, "No, they must have chosen the Paradrop!" "Paradrop?" The combat officer looked puzzled and said, "This is impossible. According to the radar, the warplane flew at least 10,000 meters above the ground, flying at a super high speed twice the speed of sound. There were no ground markings, and it was night now." "In this case, Paradrop is just like seeking death, the success rate is less than one thousandth..." "That is you!" The other end of the phone roared, "Remember, first, never judge that person by your own eyes. His strength is far beyond your imagination!" "Second, the entire Junclein War Zone will immediately enter the state of special combat readiness. No one is allowed to act without my order!" "Third, immediately send out the most elite intelligence personnel to investigate what happened in Junclein City. As soon as you have any updates, report to me immediately!" "Yes, sir!" The eastern suburb of Junclein City. In the dark and damp room. "Sir, I'll be obedient, I'll be good, I can wash clothes and cook, please let me go find my Mum..." A little girl about four or five years old was huddled in the corner and shivering, her big tearful eyes full of endless fear. "Haha, don't worry, as long as you listen to us, you will see your mother soon." A man with a scar on his face, with one hand hidden behind his back, grinned and approached the little girl step by step. "Really? Really? If I listen to you, and you'll let me see my Mum?" the little girl asked cautiously. "You little bastard! Cut the crap! Just do whatever I ask you to do. Just take your hand out!" Giselle impatiently grabbed the little girl's arm and pinned her to the ground. The man with a scar smirked wickedly and swiftly revealed a gleaming steel knife from behind his back! "Dad!" The little girl cried out in utter despair and fear. Bang! At the same moment, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang, and a chubby figure rushed in like a ghost. With a loud bang, he punched the man with the scar and sent him and the knife flying out. "You bastards, do you have any humanity left?" Gavril stared and shouted angrily, knowing at a glance what was happening here. Pick and cut! The meaning of these words is that traffickers will abduct or buy children, mutilate them alive, and then throw them on the street to be beggars, becoming their money-making tools! "You...who are you..." Giselle was frightened by the sudden scene. "Who are we? We're specifically here to smash and send you all to hell!" Gavril said, raising his hand and preparing to kill those bastards in front of him. "Wait!" At this time, Horacio suddenly raised his hand to stop him and looked around, but did not see the woman. Then he stared at the Giselle and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Gemma Summer?" "Who...who is Gemma Summer? I...I don't know...you have found the wrong person..." Giselle was so frightened that she couldn't even speak. Horacio frowned slightly. He clearly sensed that the pendant's signal came from here. Could it be that he had made a mistake? "Huh?" At this time, Gavril suddenly exclaimed, squatted slowly on the ground, stared at the little girl's neck for a while, and then asked Horacio, "Boss, isn't this your pendant?" Horacio suddenly turned his head and saw that the little girl was wearing a black crescent pendant exactly like the one on his own! "Girl, can you tell me where this pendant came from?" Horacio hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the jade pendant from the little girl's neck, and held it in his hand. It was exactly the same as his own! The little girl was covered with bruises and said weakly, "Sir, don't take my pendant, please? My mother said it was left by my father to me. Every time I miss my Dad, as long as I touch the pendant, my Dad will know that I'm thinking of him. " "Sir, please, please don't take away my pendant. I'll be obedient. I'll be good. Just cut off my hand. I'll definitely not cry..." Horacio was slightly startled, and then his head buzzed! He suddenly recalled the night he left that woman five years ago, and they had sex. If he looked closely, he would see that this little girl's eyebrows and eyes looked exactly like his. Could it be... "Want to run away?" At this time, Gavril suddenly pulled back Giselle who was about to sneak away. Giselle said quickly, "Brothers, I've never offended you. Is there any misunderstanding here? If you want money, please tell me. If you want people, this little bastard will be yours. She was a young, top-quality girl. And if you cut off her arms and legs, and make her more miserable, you’ll definitely make a lot of money!” Boom! Horacio suddenly turned around and stared at Giselle. A pair of eyes gleaming with brilliance, full of endless anger, and a murderous aura that comes from hell! "I'm her father!"