"What? Death Temple?" On the other end of the phone, Fenghuang's face became extremely solemn after learning about the current situation of Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue, and immediately said: "Ye Ji, you and Qin Feng try your best to fight against the pursuit of Death Temple. Let the attackers deal with it, and I will send reinforcements right now!"
"Okay, leader, location sharing has been enabled on my phone. Please send troops for support as soon as possible." Ji Qingyue's voice was trembling, and she could tell she was nervous.
After all, Ji Qingyue is also a person who has experienced hundreds of battles, and she has also performed an undercover mission in the Temple of Death for five years. It stands to reason that her psychological quality is extremely strong, and she will not be nervous even if she encounters big things.
But Ji Qingyue is now very worried about Qin Feng's safety. Qin Feng is the country's key protection target. He is a military genius who is rare to see in a century. Now Qin Feng and himself are in danger at the same time. If Qin Feng is even the slightest bit wrong, he will have no way to explain it to his superiors.
There is another reason, and that is Ji Qingyue's personal feelings for Qin Feng. The fate between the two is indescribable and cannot be explained.
Qin Feng controlled the steering wheel steadily while looking sideways at Ji Qingyue. He could see at a glance that Ji Qingyue was highly nervous, so he said with a smile: "Sister Qingyue, calm down, you are just a bunch of rabble." Well, you’re not afraid.”
Ji Qingyue smiled bitterly and shook her head: "You call the top killers of the Temple of Death a mob? There are hundreds of them, all core members of the Temple of Death, and they also carry firearms. There are only two of us, with insufficient equipment and being outnumbered, it is very dangerous. !”
"Well, there is actually something more dangerous." Qin Feng suddenly frowned.
Ji Qingyue asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?"
Qin Feng curled his lips and said helplessly: "The car is almost out of gas."
Hearing this, Ji Qingyue raised her forehead and bit her lower lip tightly, "It rained all night because of the leak in the house. Today is really unlucky!"
Then, Ji Qingyue took off her high heels, and then tore the hem of her dress, revealing two long, round and straight legs, which made it easier to fight.
Ji Qingyue's thigh was surrounded by a holster. She took out her pistol, changed the bullets, and was ready for the battle.
Qin Feng saw Ji Qingyue's intention, so he said: "The fuel tank is almost empty. I'm afraid the car won't last long. We can only stop nearby."
"There is an abandoned warehouse ahead, let's park there." Ji Qingyue made a decision.
At this time, more than a dozen Audi cars chased her. The people in the Temple of Death were all desperadoes, and they would not give up until Ji Qingyue was killed.
The Lamborghini stopped at the entrance of the abandoned warehouse. Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue immediately got out of the car, then rushed into the warehouse hand in hand and found a hidden place to hide.
Soon, dense footsteps could be heard outside the warehouse...
Ji Qingyue whispered: "Qin Feng, if there is any danger, then I will be responsible for covering you. You try to escape as much as possible. The leader will send someone to pick you up soon."
Qin Feng shook his head and said seriously: "No, I can't leave you alone."
"Silly boy, you are now the subject of national protection and the future of the Dragon Soul Group. If something happens to you because of me, I can't bear the responsibility!"
"Sister Qingyue, even if you take away my virginity, I don't need you to be responsible, just treat it as a one-night stand."
Ji Qingyue's eyes rolled up to the sky, "Qin Feng, at this critical moment, you still have the heart to joke!"
"Shh, they're coming!" Qin Feng covered Ji Qingyue's mouth in time.
Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue held their breaths, and through the gaps in the pile of debris, they saw a group of men in black rushing into the warehouse with guns in hand.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Ji Qingyue's forehead. There were too many enemies and their equipment was advanced. If there was a conflict, she felt she had little chance of winning.
"I hope reinforcements will arrive as soon as possible!" Ji Qingyue held the pistol tightly and prayed in her heart.
At this time, the people from the Temple of Death had already begun a "carpet search", not sparing any corner of the warehouse.
The warehouse is not large in size. Although the hiding place of Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue is hidden, it will soon be exposed as time goes by.
Ji Qingyue gritted her teeth. As the captain of the Dragon Soul Team, she had to protect Qin Feng from leaving safely no matter what. This was her responsibility and obligation.
So Ji Qingyue made up her mind and whispered: "Qin Feng, the target of the Temple of Death is me. I will rush out to attract firepower in a while, and you can sneak away in the chaos... Qin Feng, do you understand what I said... Hey, Where are the people???”
Ji Qingyue said a lot, but got no response for a long time. She suddenly realized that something was wrong. She quickly turned around and panicked, because Qin Feng was no longer around!
Then Ji Qingyue looked through the gaps in the debris again and found that at some point, Qin Feng had walked to the center of the warehouse and was surrounded by hundreds of top killers from the Temple of Death.
Suddenly, all the killers raised their guns.
Countless black guns are pointed at Qin Feng. Once fired, Qin Feng can be beaten into a sieve!
"Oh my god, why didn't this stupid boy disobey the command and actually acted without authorization? Isn't he looking for death!!!" Ji Qingyue's scalp was numb, her lungs were about to explode, and she was extremely anxious at the same time.
Qin Feng took the initiative to expose his identity and was surrounded by the killers from the Death Temple just to protect Ji Qingyue.
At this time, Qin Feng had two guns in his hand, one was the golden pistol given to him by Phoenix, and the other was Ji Qingyue's gun.
Ji Qingyue looked down and realized that her pistol had just been stolen by Qin Feng!
"What on earth is this silly boy going to do? Is it possible that he wants to fight with the people from the Temple of Death? This is so ridiculous!" Ji Qingyue's face turned pale, and her heart was in her throat.
Qin Feng was alone with only two pistols, but he faced hundreds of world-class killers armed with submachine guns. Moreover, he was in a warehouse with a small space and no bunkers. He had no chance of winning at all, unless he was a god!
The killers in the Temple of Death looked at the unfamiliar Qin Feng and did not shoot immediately because their target was always Ji Qingyue.
At this time, a killer stood up and asked in broken Chinese: "Hand over that woman!"
Qin Feng showed a faint smile and answered the question: "How dare you touch my Qin Feng's woman? Haha, today next year will be your memorial day."
Ji Qingyue, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't laugh or cry, wondering when she had become Qin Feng's woman.
The killers in the Temple of Death had average Chinese proficiency and could not understand Qin Feng's words very well. Seeing that Qin Feng still refused to surrender, they became murderous.
"Sir, please put down the gun!" The killer raised his gun and aimed it at Qin Feng's head.
Qin Feng smiled, spread his palms, and the two pistols fell off from his hands and began to fall freely...
From this moment on, the flow of time seems to slow down, and a generation of warrior kings awakens!
Just when the pistol was about to hit the ground, Qin Feng suddenly leaned over and reached out to hold the falling pistol. A strong murderous aura appeared in his eyes.
Author's digression: First update!