Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Inside the room.

Lu Yang was dripping with blood all over his body, as if every part of his body had been seriously injured. There was no numbness after the extreme pain, but a stronger sense of pain.

Even after experiencing pain-bearing training, such pain made him unbearable.

"Lu Yang, as long as you say the name of the real murderer, we will never go without saying and will send you alive to the hospital." The strong man, one of the interrogators, took a dagger drawn from Lu Yang's shoulder and asked with a calm face Road.

He uses English. In order to make Lu Yang understand clearly, every word is pronounced clearly.

However, as he said this, the tip of the dagger gathered a little bit of blood into a strand and fell, and dropped to the dusty ground.

Soon, a piece was wet.

Lu Yang's face was white with pain, and his brows were unconsciously wrinkled. He looked at the three men in his vision, and his mind was a little unclear.

Since they were arrested, they have been asking "who is the real murderer who killed them as the second owner".

However, he remembered that he killed it with his own hands, otherwise they would not be able to hold on to him and try to kill him.

Hearing what they meant, it seemed that they suddenly learned that "the real murderer has other people", but did not get accurate information, so he came to him for torture.

but--

Even if they say another name, they will kill themselves.

In the strong sense of pain, Lu Yang's brain turned very slowly, and it was difficult to think about any problem. He reluctantly managed the thought again, but his mouth was closed tightly, and he didn't say a word.

"Say!"

The interrogator waited for a moment, looked at Lu Yang who didn't say a word, suddenly snarled angrily, raised his hand and dagger and plunged into Lu Yang's shoulder again.

Lu Yang gritted his teeth tightly, bracing himself not to shout.

Outside the door.

"by!"

Liang Zhiqiong couldn't help but cursed lowly, grasping the force of the submachine gun tightly.

Mo Shangyun shook his hand and brought Liang Zhiqiong's attention over.

Liang Zhiqiong looked at her with red eyes, his eyes full of anger.

Instead of the ease and excitement just now, it was replaced by annoyance and heaviness, with a pair of red eyes, as if a flame of anger.

She hadn’t seen Liu Yang before and didn’t know Lu Yang. The people described by Mo Shangyun didn’t have any real feelings for her. Even if she touched them all the way, it would be difficult for her without real combat experience. When I really saw these gangsters committing atrocities against Lu Yang, when they saw that Lu Yang was covered with blood and forced to endure the pain, Liang Zhiqiong suddenly realized that this is true, it will hurt, bleed, pain, Even death, all this is true.

This is not a drill!

It’s not just a drill that smokes above your head even if you hang up!

They don’t even have the perfect equipment for the exercise!

Liang Zhiqiong was very angry and took a deep breath. His chest seemed to explode. He wished he could just rush in and sweep them a bullet, but the reason she kept reluctantly reminded her not to do so.

—She hasn’t even killed anyone.

Suddenly, Liang Zhiqiong understood what Mo Shangyun said when he called Yan Tianxing.

All her blood and impulses, at this moment, were forcibly suppressed, and she suddenly pulled into reality from the illusion of fighting falsely. She gradually realized what a rash action this was.

can--

Mo Shangyun remained calm.

Mo Shangyun gave her a sign language.

"Waiting for orders, firepower suppressed. 』

Liang Zhiqiong took a deep breath and nodded heavily towards Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun flashed away from the door frame, looking for the entrance to another room connected to this room.

She will invade Liang Zhiqiong separately, so as to prevent someone from escaping to another room for the first time to protect them from cold guns.

While retreating for a distance, Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing explained the attack.

"They will arrive soon." Yan Tianxing said in a deep voice, reminding Mo Shangyun not to act rashly.

"It will take time to climb up," Mo Shangyun frowned lightly. "Lu Yang was badly hurt."

"They will not let Lu Yang die." Yan Tianxing almost determined.

"I can see that," Mo Shangyun's voice was soft. "But please forgive us for seeing this scene for the first time. We can't bear it."

If you don’t remind yourself again and again, you will only die if you rush to the top. Mo Shangyun may also rush to the first time.

Liang Zhiqiong was extremely angry when faced with such torture by an unknown person. What's more, sitting there and being interrogated by interrogation, she met her friend for a month.

She has to do something.

Whatever it is, you have to do something.

This scene made them unable to sit back and watch.

"..."

Over the phone, Yan Tianxing was almost mad at her.

I thought this was not her first actual combat. At least she knew the risks of the operation and would calmly wait for support. Unexpectedly, it was no different from Liang Zhiqiong in the first actual combat.

Mo Shangyun didn't explain too much.

In addition to what she said, if she read right, the knife just went off course and stabbed Lu Yang's artery. But too far apart, she could not be 100% sure, and naturally there was no need to tell Yan Tianxing.

All in all, they can't just wait for Ye Qianxiao and Helian Changfeng to arrive.

especially--

She clearly knew that this was not the premise of death.

"Several people, details." Yan Tianxing said coldly, still with a bit of obvious anger.

When Mo Shangjun entered the next room, he whispered something about Yan Tianxing.

However, their actions were also very simple. Liang Zhiqiong suppressed them with firepower and forced them into the corner, while Mo Shangjun solved them individually.

If you can fight close, you can fight close. If you can't, you can only kill them.

Such an obvious crime scene, not to mention that the poison still holds firearms, they have enough reasons to shoot them.

It's just that for them, it's a bit of a psychological obstacle.

"……Ok."

Yan Tianxing, who was unable to help, responded with some displeasure.

Anyway, no matter what the situation is, Yan Tianxing can only be an observer. For Mo Shangyun, who can imagine any possibility of warfare under known conditions, even if she is alone, she is absolutely certain.

Now it is the battlefield where Mo Shangyun excels.

"Relax, it's okay."

Raising his hand and touching the headset, Mo Shangjun gently hooked his lower lip, and said with some comfort.

Yan Tianxing was silent for a while, and then said with a somber face: "I will wait until you come back alive."

"Row."

Mo Shangyun deserves to be refreshed.

But when he turned around, he muttered again, "Like a little wife..."

Yan Tianxing over the phone clearly heard: "..."

Repeatedly reminding himself to "account after the fall", Yan Tianxing remained silent, pretending not to hear it, nor directly ignoring Mo Shangyun.

In the room, Mo Shangyun had already arrived in another room.

There was no one in the room, but it was not empty. There was a pile of abandoned machine tools, dust accumulated, and spider webs all over. Although there were no doors and windows, they were usually ventilated, but they could still feel the dust and decay in the air. Taste, a taste that has been abandoned for a long time, makes Mo Shangyun frown unconsciously.

The room was obviously passive too. In the thick pile of dust on the ground, there were footprints after walking. There were a lot of miscellaneous things. Mo Shangyun glanced roughly, and then walked along the footprints.

Without knowing someone's rescue, it is indeed impossible to hide in such a room, but Mo Shangyun didn't relax his vigilance. Every step was put very lightly, gradually, and he could hear the interrogation from the next room.

The voice is very loud, and every word is bitten very hard, like the sky is thundering, extremely harsh.

Under the cover of this voice, although Mo Shangyun was getting closer and closer, there was basically no problem in speaking, but the mood was a little nervous. From the front door to the door near the next room, she didn't speak all the way.

the other side.

Outside the door, Liang Zhiqiong, who had been holding the submachine gun tightly, was waiting for Mo Shangjun's order in extreme tension.

It didn't take long, but every minute and second was a pain for her.

She had never waited so anxiously.

In the year of enlisting in the army, the basic lineup and other basic line-up movements were all her least favorite, and each performance was the worst.

It is other operational military skills, she often performs very well.

Waiting for her, the most difficult.

However, Peng Yuqiu seemed to understand her nature. She has been talking on the phone, teaching her the techniques of fire suppression, teaching her how to use the submachine gun flexibly... saying a lot.

Liang Zhiqiong still did not relax, but he also suppressed the dangerous actions without any impulse.

at last--

She saw the side door she had been watching, and a flashing attack gesture came into her eyes.

it has started!