Chu Zheng asked very indifferently: "You talk so much at breakfast?"
Jiang Ye: "…"
Jiang Ye gave Chuzheng a meaningful look.
Maybe he thinks too much...
After breakfast, Chuzheng took Jiangye to meet the person who caught him.
The man was blindfolded and tied to a chair, and the bodyguard stood in the room with arms folded and watched.
"Miss, Mr. Jiang." The bodyguard shouted respectfully when he saw someone coming in.
Chuzheng stopped at the door: "He is yours now."
Jiang Ye: "…"
Those who don't know think we are doing dark deals!
Jiang Ye stepped forward and took off the black cloth covering the opponent.
He's an unassuming man, the kind that can't be found in the crowd.
At this time people were still dizzy.
Jiang Ye looked back at Chuzheng, who raised his hand and left with the bodyguard.
Jiang Ye: "…"
I just wanted to ask, is this the guy from last night
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Jiang Ye came out in half an hour.
The boy's windbreaker was unraveled, and the collar was also torn open two buttons, revealing the delicate collarbone.
His fingers were stained with blood, and there was still a sharpness in his eyes.
Like a cub just after being slaughtered, walking slowly from the shadows into the sunshine.
The boy's deep eyes flashed through the golden brilliance, and his eyes fell on the little girl leaning against the wall.
She stared blankly at Chu Zheng for three seconds, then her lips curled slightly and she smiled: "Miss Sheng, I'm done asking."
Chuzheng nodded: "I'll leave it to you to deal with it."
"It's just taking money to do things, Miss Sheng will just deal with it." The young man casually tidied up his clothes: "After all... He also frightened you."
"Need me to help you..."
"Miss Sheng, our relationship is not so good." The boy interrupted Chuzheng: "I can handle my affairs myself."
Chuzheng: "… "
Then I have to save you! !
Don't be rude!
Jiang Ye crossed the light and walked up the stairs.
Chuzheng followed him and followed him downstairs.
This is an abandoned building. After Jiang Ye went down the last steps, he stepped on the sun when his body was suddenly pulled back.
chug-
The bullet swept away a row of traces where Jiang Ye had just stepped on it, and the gravel and dust splashed, dazzling his vision.
The teenager was lying on the worn iron handrail.
Chuzheng hugged his waist.
"Are you all right?"
Jiang Ye regained his senses and looked sideways at the delicate face of the little girl: "Miss Sheng, I'm afraid it's not for me, right?"
Those who use weapons so blatantly and deal with him may not have the courage.
Chu Zheng glanced outside.
chug-
The bullet hit the wall, and the skin of the wall fell off instantly, raising a cloud of dust.
Chuzheng took Jiang Ye back upstairs and reunited with the bodyguard.
"Miss, we are surrounded."
Chu Zheng's expression did not change, but he asked calmly, "Did you find anyone following?"
The bodyguards looked at each other a few times, but no one noticed.
Now is not the time to pursue this, footsteps have been heard downstairs.
Chuzheng motioned for the bodyguards to disperse, she took the gun from the bodyguard, loaded the bullet and handed it to Jiangye.
At this time, the people below were aggressive, and Jiang Ye did not shirk.
Chuzheng pulled Jiang Ye back to a further back position.
boom-
I don't know who fired the gun first at the stairs, and then there was the constant sound of gunshots.
The whole building seemed to be shaking.
"Stay here."
Chuzheng didn't give Jiang Ye a chance to object, so he dodged and left there. A person appeared on the opposite side, and the little girl raised her hand and shot.
The man just fell on the stairs.
Jiang Ye frowned slightly.
It is not surprising that a trained person hits a target while moving.
But no matter how he looked at the little girl's physical fitness, it didn't look like a trained person, but her movements were somewhat similar.
She passed through the light, like a rambunctious newborn calf, not knowing what fear was at all.
Jiang Ye felt inexplicably worried.
The gun was originally held at will, but at this moment, he held it firmly and stared at the little girl.
Chuzheng solved two and rushed up to take the lead.
The gunshots stopped suddenly.
The entire hallway was quiet.
Dust particles fluttered in the sunlight, full of the smell of gunpowder.
"Miss Sheng, no offense."
Someone shouted.
Chuzheng swayed, dodged and stood on the stairs that went up, changing the magazines skillfully.
Then she said, "That's not what your bullet told me."
"Miss Sheng, it was a misunderstanding just now, we can have a good talk."
The answer is a bullet.
The bullet missed the person, hit the iron handrail, tinkled to the ground, and finally returned to silence.
"Miss!"
The bodyguard exclaimed.
In the direction of the balcony, someone jumped down, Chuzheng looked down, heard the sound, looked up too much, and the man pulled the trigger.
Chu Zheng raised his hand, and a gunshot rang out.
The opponent could not pull the trigger, so he fell from the air.
The heavy object hit the ground, making a dull sound.
Chuzheng looked not far away.
The teenager held a gun in one hand and maintained a shooting posture.
Because of the movement just now, the windbreaker is slowly falling.
The corners of the boy's lips were frivolous, and his deep, dark eyes stared straight ahead, which was different from the first time Chuzheng saw him do it.
At this time, the young man was casual and casual.
As if killing a man was as easy for him as stepping on an ant.
The person who just fell, can't tell who solved it.
"Miss Sheng, be careful." The young Qingyue's voice cut through the silence.
Almost at the same time, the person below rushed up, and someone outside the balcony jumped up.
Chuzheng shot calmly and calmly, and people fell one by one.
The faces of these people are not oriental, all of them show the characteristics of Westerners, and the communication is not in Chinese.
There were so many people on the other side that Chuzheng was a little upset.
Endless.
bother.
Also noisy.
Jiang Ye stood far away, but he kept his eyes on Chuzheng.
He could clearly feel that the little girl in the smoke began to overflow with irritability.
It was a wonderful feeling, as if she could know that she was impatient at this time, but she was not afraid.
Jiang Ye turned around suddenly, aimed the muzzle at a man who touched his back, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You are breathing too hard."
boom-
The man fell to the ground.
When he turned his head again, the little girl over there was nowhere to be seen, and the bodyguards all looked down nervously.
Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over.
Almost as soon as he grabbed the armrest, the sound below suddenly disappeared, and the entire space was silent.
Jiang Ye could only hear his slightly heavy breathing.
He looked down.
The little girl stood in the middle of the stairs, the gun in her hand was raised, facing down.
Jiang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a few seconds, he released the armrest, took two steps back, and leaned against the bumpy wall.
The bodyguards came back to their senses and went downstairs across Jiangye.
There was a chaotic sound from the ground, as well as the muffled sound of people.
Jiang Ye calmed down the impulse in his heart, walked to the stairs, lowered his eyes and looked down.
The little girl sat on the stairs and looked blankly at the bodyguard tying up a man who was still angry.