The man suddenly looked around, and finally looked at the tall pile of hay behind the corner of the wooden house and the gap in the back that was big enough for one person.
Mo Jingshen paused because his gaze shifted. Suddenly, he took out the gun from his waist, threw it to the ground, and at the same time raised one hand halfway above his head.
The other party's attention instantly returned to Mo Jingshen, and when he saw him throwing the gun away honestly, he immediately smiled.
But Mo Jingshen has always been dangerous. Everyone here knows how unfathomable he is. Even so, they don't dare to approach him easily. They just keep pointing the gun at his head. As long as he dares to Any movement can kill him with one shot at any time.
At this moment, another patrolman on the other side of the wooden house noticed the movement here. When he came over, he saw this scene and exchanged glances with the previous man. The two stood there with guns at the same time.
Ji Nuan was lying on the haystack, looking at the scene a few meters away with a pale face.
But Mo Jingshen stood there calmly, not even looking in her direction.
Although these desperadoes are loyal to Ajib, desperadoes are desperadoes. They will find ways to get the greatest benefit for themselves as much as possible, so they are now considering whether to kill Mo Jingshen or bring the person to Ajib Go in front of Bu to ask for credit.
Mo Jingshen knew their thoughts very well, so he didn't move.
What's more, there is Ji Nuan in the haystack not far away.
No matter how careful the plan was, it couldn't compare to her safety and her words, "Mo Jingshen, I'm pregnant."
At this moment, he couldn't afford to gamble.
Suddenly, the person who came after discovered a corner of the white skirt under the haystack. The white skirt on Ji Nuan was given to her by the old woman. It didn't fit very well, and the corners of the skirt were very long. No matter how concealed she was, the color of the white skirt There was still no way to hide it too deep in the haystack, there would always be a whitish bright color that would attract their attention.
The man who came after him narrowed his eyes and pointed the gun directly at the haystack.
Mo Jingshen's temples throbbed.
These people were extremely vicious, so it was enough to turn their guns on him. He could at least fight for a chance of survival from the perspective of profit, but against Ji Nuan, there was a danger of shooting at any time.
Seeing that he was about to shoot, Mo Jingshen suddenly moved his feet on the ground. The gun that had just been thrown to the ground instantly hooked up and fell into his hand again.
Seeing that he was about to shoot, the one who came first didn't think about whether to kill him or use him in exchange for benefits. He suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun directly in the direction of the haystack, and successfully saw Mo Jingshen standing still because of this, and did not stop. Act rashly.
"Put down the gun!" It was obvious that the person in the haystack was very important to him, so the man directly threatened him.
The man who came behind suddenly whispered: "How about killing him first, just in case."
"OK, come at me." Mo Jingshen dropped the gun again, this time directly towards their feet.
The two men suddenly smiled as if they were successful. One of them stepped forward and kicked Mo Jingshen on the knee, causing Mo Jingshen to kneel down on one knee.
At the same time, the man hit the butt of his gun on the back of his head. In an instant, his face turned pale, but he remained silent in order not to frighten the woman in the haystack.
Mo Jingshen's voice was very low. Even so low and clear, Ji Nuan could still hear the danger: "This place is surrounded and may be bombed at any time. Instead of being loyal to Ajib and him here, If we become desperadoes together, why don't you let me go, and I will work with the people from Base XI and the police to fight for a chance of survival for you."
There was a brief silence.
The two men hesitated.
Indeed, they really didn't expect that the American police, who are usually the most difficult to mobilize, would rush over so quickly and consume so many combat resources and drive so many helicopters over. If the delay continued, they would really have no choice but to wait to be surrounded and suppressed. life.
The cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against Mo Jingshen's head.
The eyes of the person who came first were full of hesitation, but the eyes of the person who came later were full of murderous intent, and they didn't believe that letting him go would really leave them with a chance to survive.
At the same time, Ji Nuan in the haystack knew that she could no longer hide. She found a strong stick in the haystack, which was probably chopped firewood that had not yet been split.
She held the wooden stick tightly in her hand and slowly made preparations. When their attention was not fully focused here, she almost jumped out of the haystack and pushed the person closest to the haystack with all her strength. He fell to the ground, and while rushing over, the wooden stick in his hand hit the wrist of the man in front of him hard, knocking the gun out of his hand.
The two of them were instantly knocked to the ground by a woman emerging from the grass, and their guns fell aside.
Mo Jingshen picked up the gun almost immediately, but when he raised his head, the person who fell to the ground first quickly jumped up and put the gun in his hand against Ji Nuan's forehead.
The man grabbed Ji Nuan's arm and pressed the gun against her temple.
He narrowed his eyes coldly and stared at Mo Jingshen: "Let's try it and see which one of us is faster."
The gun pressed against Ji Nuan's temple looked cold. It was a long and cold black spear that Ji Nuan had never seen in China, Haicheng, or even on TV. It glowed with a black and cold light.
He threatened Mo Jingshen and threw away the gun. Mo Jingshen held the gun tightly and pointed it at his head without letting go.
The man suddenly sneered and said in Ji Nuan's ear: "It seems that Mr. Control is not that sympathetic. You pretended to be mute and lurked here for two or three days, but in the end he didn't even value your life."
The trigger in her hand was slightly pressed, and there was a click, right on her temple.
Ji Nuan's whole body tightened.
Mo Jingshen's eyes moved, his heartbeat almost stopped, and he finally let go of his hand at this moment.
He slowly leaned down and put the gun on the ground.
The other man had also stood up at this time, and took the opportunity to step forward and pick up the gun again. He first stepped on Mo Jingshen's hand on the ground, then turned around and slapped Ji Nuan hard on the face. , and cursed a bitch.
The wrist bone was almost broken by the stick she just struck. It really hurt.
He was extremely ruthless and did not hesitate at all because she was a woman.
Ji Nuan's head suddenly turned to one side, and her whole body trembled. Her cheeks swelled rapidly, and she was numb from the pain. She could feel that her mouth was broken by her teeth, and the salty liquid spread on the tip of her tongue because the movement was too violent. The pulled up hair fell down, covering half of the swollen face.
She swallowed the mouthful of blood foam and said nothing, letting her hair cover her face.
In this way, Mo Jingshen cannot be seen.
It’s okay if you can’t see it.
Mo Jingshen's muscles all tensed up at this moment. As soon as he made a move, the gun of the man who came first was already pressed against his head again. He said in English: "If you dare to move again, she will be dead." !”