"Yo, long time no see."
The slightly raised tone and the lazy voice were a little familiar for a moment, but Ruan Yan just couldn't find the corresponding identity in his mind.
He paused for a moment, then turned his head quietly.
A familiar figure came into view.
The rain is beginning to clear, the haze on the horizon is dissipated, and in a warm yellow cloud, there are strands of sunlight slanting down, just falling on the figure, tall and slender, wearing a camouflage combat uniform is very handsome and soft. The warm sun shone on that small and delicate face, even with camouflage on it, it was difficult to hide the good looks, the outline of the eyebrows and eyes were blurred with light, and the expression was high, with a smile on his face, with a mocking gesture.
This person, at some point in time, appeared one meter away behind him.
She put one hand in her trouser pocket, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she looked at herself with a slight smile.
"You are?"
Ruan Yan raised his eyes, his voice was cool, and his tone was mixed with doubts.
Mo Shangjun looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a combat uniform and was the same as in his memory, and immediately became happy.
With picturesque eyebrows, handsome, cold and detached temperament, he gestures elegantly and calmly, taking off his military uniform must be the appearance of a noble son.
I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a paper map on the ground in front of him, with a red pen marking many ambush marks, a GPS device and a notebook at hand.
Mo Shangjun took a step forward unhurriedly, and touched his shoulder with his left hand. Ruan Yan realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.
With a slight movement of his fingers, an unsheathed saber suddenly fell into his hand. The weak sunlight hit the chrome-plated saber, but it did not reflect the light, but was just chilling.
Holding the handle of the knife with his backhand, Mo Shangjun's hand fell two centimeters in front of Ruan Yan's shoulder, close to his chin, while the blade was close to Ruan Yan's neck. to its existence.
Ruan Yan paused, and then made the wisest choice - give up resistance.
"I remember you." Ruan Yan's expression was calm, looking straight at the wisps of sunlight in front of him, he said word by word, "Feng Fan's blind date."
Feng Fan's blind date
Mo Shangyun raised his brows.
Feeling that her performance as a specially invited instructor is not as memorable as Feng Fan's blind date
"Oh?"
Mo Shangyun's tone rose, seeming to speak playfully.
Ruan Yan's eyes flashed.
He remembered.
Half a year ago, the specially invited instructor of the X Special Forces, this female officer with a knife in her hand, was one of them.
Code Name: Queen.
It is said that Ye Qianxiao often contacted her later.
It is said that she became Feng Fan's blind date.
It is said that Feng Fan's father was very satisfied with her, and it was widely spread...
After that mission, when I went back with Ye Qianxiao, I heard Ye Qianxiao mentioned her and gave him advice—
"If you encounter it in the future, if you face it head-on, you should admit defeat as soon as possible, so as not to go back with an injury and not look good. 』
Ruan Yan always made the right choice when he had to fight to the death.
"Queen?" Ruan Yan said.
"Mo Shangyun."
Shrugging his shoulders, Mo Shangyun briefly introduced himself, and he didn't care about the fact that he remembered himself lately.
"Ruan Yan."
Mo Shangyun hooked his lips, "Their leader?"
The old god Ruan Yan was there, "Almost."
"How to say?"
Raising his eyelids, Ruan Yan glanced at her lightly, and said truthfully, "I am in charge of formulating an attack plan."
Now that all the plans have been arranged and communicated in place, even if there is no him, the people he brings only need to follow the plan, and then use their minds in the event of an accident, and there will be basically no problems.
As for him-
Just looking for a reason to quit.
Mo Shangyun lowered his eyes, glanced at his notebook, map and GPS, and guessed something.
"It seems that even if I catch you, it doesn't change the situation?" Mo Shangyun asked with his lips hooked, and took the dagger back directly.
Mo Shangyun, who squinted carelessly, Ruan Yan lowered his brows with a hint of doubt, and answered lightly, "En."
"Then what do you want to do next?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"Abstain."
Ruan Yan answered calmly and naturally.
"How bad is that?"
"Go back for tea."
Ruan Yan raised his hand and took off the headset.
"… "
Mo Shangyun frowned slightly.
Look at what he means, he really intends to abstain from this.
The heart is really big.
Putting the general knife away, Mo Shangjun put his hand on his shoulder, thought for a few seconds, and then asked, "How about we cooperate?"
"It's okay to cooperate, but—" Ruan Yan tilted his head slightly, glanced at the long and beautiful hand on her shoulder, and spit out a word, "Hand."
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun glanced at him casually, as if he didn't understand the meaning, "Is it not good-looking, or is it not clean?"
Ruan Yan: "…"
It's nice and clean.
However, he doesn't like being touched.
It's just that when he looked up and saw Mo Shangjun's half-smile but not smiling eyes, as well as the stingy look on his face, "the old man is still stingy, he just wants to respond to you", Ruan Yan simply didn't bother to follow him. She said more.
393, Mo Shangyun is shameless enough [two more]