Mo Bei clenched his left hand holding the gun, and turned his handsome face against the wall to the right. Before Mielong counted to three, she stood up from the darkness of night flames, standing against the light like that, The white chin flickered with the firelight, and the voice returned to coolness: "I am here."
This is the first time for Mielong to look at this person seriously.
Obviously still the same appearance,
But because the other party didn't have to continue to pretend in front of him.
The tattoos are also blurred.
That upright and upright spirit suddenly appeared.
How could he miss it.
The rose red suit covered up a lot for him.
That arrogance is gone now.
Cold and indifferent and unruffled.
Such a person, he should have been on guard!
"I really underestimated Mr. Zhao, thinking that you were a puppet who didn't understand anything and could be easily manipulated. Now it seems that this is Mr. Zhao himself."
Mie Long even wanted to jump over with a shot, but that would not solve the hatred in his heart at all.
What's more, this person's hacking skills are obviously above Maker.
The U disk turned out to be his fault, so he can restore the internal network to its original state.
Mie Long picked up the barrel of the gun: "Throw away the gun on your body, then raise your hands and squat down."
Mo Bei noticed that the mobile phone in her trouser pocket was vibrating, and she took out the mobile phone together with the action of pulling out the gun, and the word "Flying Eagle" flashed across the screen the moment she threw it out.
The caller is Flying Eagle.
That means he's fine.
It was Mie Long who was lying to her.
In order to let her show up.
As I said before I set off, once everyone is safe, they will contact each other through the current number.
So Feiying should have left the opponent's monitoring range now.
Mo Bei squatted down slowly, but there was something more in his eyes just now.
"So you still have a mobile phone." According to Mielong before, he wouldn't notice this old brick at all.
But he was played by such a brick. Who can imagine that modern people would carry this kind of mobile phone with them.
Mielong didn't say anything, and just shot him with a single shot.
The mobile phone was thrown into pieces on the spot.
He wants to see how he can contact her this time!
"Okay, Mr. Zhao, this farce can come to an end." Mie Long winked at the people around him.
Holding a spear, the man began to approach Mo Bei.
Just at this time!
A sudden sound pierced the sky!
Blow off the second floor.
All the shards of glass were smashed down like that!
Everyone will subconsciously raise their hands to block, including Mielong and the man in black who is pointing a gun at Mo Bei.
Taking advantage of the time lag, Mo Bei raised his hand, first pulled the man in black, then snapped his wrist, and took away his gun.
This kind of behavior is simply not life-saving.
It's better to gamble once than not to gamble.
Mo Bei's series of movements seemed to be completed in an instant.
After a roll, he turned sideways and shot the man in black in the distance.
The man in black closest to Mielong fell to the ground.
Mo Bei's reaction speed was very fast, and he rushed towards the right side in order to avoid being bombarded.
But her position was destined to be hit by a falling heavy object.
In order to avoid head injury, she simply bent down and raised her hand, blocking it with her arm.
The pain caused her forehead to overflow with cold sweat.
The shards of glass scratched her fingers, but she didn't stop for a moment, but in response to the gunshots from the west, she turned around and shot a man in black standing on a high place
(end of this chapter)