All for One
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MatureComplete Sat, Apr 17, 20211h 34m
While the whole world and the Indian Government concentrates on Terrorism in Pakistan, the charismatic young MP JasKaran (JK) Khatri from Delhi wants them to look to the east. He has been voicing about China slowly fencing in the Indian Subcontinent. Due to JK's constant voice the Indian government has noticed the Chinese incursions. China Government wants to remain unnoticed, and for that JK needs to be silenced.
And the perfect person for the job is Lynx a silent assassin, master of disguise and manipulator, pushing the idiot gangs from the slums to do the deed. Joining is the special force team headed by Shan, to burn the country.
Caught in the CROSSFIRE are Haseena and her precious child Ayesha, when she ran away from abusive marriage with the help of Safina, who has to play her part in the murder.
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