Late at night, half past one.
Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing were standing next to a motorcycle.
Yamaha R1, new, cool model, black, visual... very exciting.
"Sit here?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, eager to try.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing took out the key.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, then asked Yan Tianxing, "Let me try?"
"No," Yan Tianxing refused without hesitation, "It's disgraceful to be a woman's car."
Mo Shangjun spared no effort to ridicule, "Leader, you are called machismo."
Yan Tianxing turned to look at her, but didn't speak.
Dressed in black, with a jacket and denim, it outlines a good figure, sexy and handsome.
In the face of such a woman, if she is not careful, she will be in a weak position and easily reduced to a "little white face".
After a while, Yan Tianxing said slowly: "Girl, the environment is like this."
Mo Shangyun was slightly startled, his brows moved slightly, but it was difficult to refute his words.
In Yan Tianxing's identity, she drove the car, and in front of the people he brought, she lost face somewhat.
Yan Tianxing got in the car first.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, walked over, put one hand on his shoulder, stepped on it with one foot, the whole person rose up with strength, the other foot made a beautiful arc in the air, and then sat down behind Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing handed over a helmet.
Taking off the cowboy hat, Mo Shangjun took the helmet, her short hair was lightly raised, and she put it on slowly.
at the same time-
The passers-by on the street accidentally saw Mo Shangjun's light movement of getting into the car. Although they didn't care too much, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: How handsome.
The motorcycle galloped away.
Mo Shangjun grabbed the cowboy hat with one hand and Yan Tianxing's shoulder with the other, and his eyes swept across the street under this night scene. More and more cold and bleak.
Two in the morning, five minutes to go.
The neighborhood became isolated.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the hills in the suburbs come into view. The roads are rough, not paved with concrete, and the ground is full of mud and gravel, but the speed of the motorcycle is not reduced in the slightest.
It was a bit cold, and Mo Shangyun was very energetic. He always observed the surrounding terrain, the roads and scenes he passed by, and paved a road in his mind, forming a partial map.
Years and months of habit are at play. The more remote the place, the more memorable it is, and the subconscious observation allows her to understand the surrounding terrain better.
At some point, the motorcycle stopped.
Mo Shangjun jumped off the first time, took off his helmet, and then Yan Tianxing got off the motorcycle.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the grass.
Mo Shangjun's hand stretched out to his waist subconsciously, and paused in the middle, realizing that there was no weapon, and the other party should be on his side.
Sure enough, it was Mu Cheng in casual clothes who got out.
"team leader."
Mu Cheng called out to Yan Tianxing, and then handed over two daggers, communication equipment, two true and false USB flash drives, and bulletproof vests to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun took it and placed the dagger, communication equipment, and USB flash drive while observing the surrounding situation, weighing how many people were hiding nearby.
"Drive, go straight ahead, you'll be there in two minutes." Mu Cheng introduced the specific location to Mo Shangjun simply and clearly.
"Well." Mo Shangyun nodded calmly, then returned the body armor to Mu Cheng, "It's not convenient."
Mu Cheng hesitated for a while, and persuaded: "Just in case."
The opponent has two pistols, although they are loaded with blank ammunition, if they shoot at close range, they are still very easy to be injured.
"If something goes wrong, I'll take the responsibility." Mo Shangjun said lightly, without any meaning of "obey".
"This… "
Mucheng looked at Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing glanced at Mo Shangyun, and then nodded to Mucheng.
Mu Cheng said in his heart that the two of them had enough hearts, and then took the bulletproof vest and returned to the previous hiding spot.
Turning his head, Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows at Yan Tianxing, "The key."
Yan Tianxing tossed the key in his hand.
Raise your hand and grab the key evenly.
Taking the helmet back, Mo Shangjun walked straight to the motorcycle, and when he passed by Yan Tianxing halfway, he paused and said, "Bye."
A single word, accompanied by the cold wind, fell to Yan Tianxing's ears in an extremely relaxed and comfortable tone.
Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids.
At this time, Mo Shangyun had already grabbed the handlebars of the motorcycle and got on the bike with a twist.
Insert the key, step on the accelerator, and quickly move away, setting off a gust of cold wind.
Yan Tianxingjing stood there, the night was very dark, without the aid of night vision goggles, only the front lights of the motorcycle could be seen, and the figures of Mo Shangyun and the motorcycle were hidden in the dark, leaving only a vague outline.
After a while, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows and eyes, his evil charm was mad, and his smile spread.
How much strength will she show this time
The destination is a dilapidated and abandoned red brick house.
A man and a woman stood at the door.
Both of them were in their early twenties, and they were both dressed in casual clothes.
The man was handsome, with gentle eyes and a vigilant look, staring straight ahead. The cold wind seemed to have no effect on him, standing still and standing still; the woman was half a head shorter than him, but she looked good, but her face was red from the cold. , I was wearing a brown windbreaker outside, but it was really cold, I couldn't help clenching my arms and couldn't stop breathing in my palms.
Suddenly, hearing the sound of a motor vehicle, the woman immediately put down her hand, touched the pistol hanging on her waist, and looked intently at the trail ahead.
The sound is getting closer and closer, faint, and light can be seen.
"An Chen, here we come."
Ni Ruo lowered her voice and said something to the man beside her.
The man called An Chen nodded slightly, touched the gun, and stared straight ahead.
The light ahead is getting brighter.
Finally, he broke through the obstacle of the corner and appeared.
A motorcycle came galloping at an unimaginable speed, driving like a life-threatening humming sound, and it was too late to even draw a gun. The motorcycle was already in front of him.
but-
It stopped a meter away from them.
"Get down!"
"parking!"
An Chen and Ni Ruo raised their guns, quickly opened the insurance, and aimed their guns at the car on the motorcycle.
At the same time, the "kidnappers" who were hiding nearby also rushed out "whoosh" and surrounded the motorcycles with their tiger faces.
This one by one response is quite timely.
Mo Shangjun released the handle of the motorcycle, stepped on the ground with one foot, and sat leaning on the motorcycle. Then, under the gaze of many eyes, he took off the helmet.
There are nine "kidnappers" in total, whether there are other hidden, temporarily unknown, the people surrounded by the left, right and rear, either with bare hands or with daggers, and the two in front with guns...
Mo Shangyun quickly observed the situation, but soon, when his eyes swept across the man in front, he paused slightly.
At this time, An Chen also recognized her.
With a tight heart, An Chen Duan grabbed the action and looked at her almost inconceivably.
Hooking his lips, Mo Shangyun stared at him closely, raised his eyebrows with a smile, and laughed, "Yo."
054. Come on, let's talk