Holding Mo Shangjun forward, Yan Tianxing casually spoke about the intention of the black eagle and the shotgun to appear in Ancheng.
It's nothing more than a matter of interest.
There is a group of long-established gangs here in Ancheng. They want to cooperate with foreign countries. It stands to reason that a mercenary organization like Black Hawk should not participate in such a thing, but Black Hawk seems to be not satisfied with this. They contacted and hired help to run the goods at a low price - the Black Hawk member Mo Shangyun met at the beginning of this year should be on the way to run the goods, but accidentally bumped into Mo Shangyun.
There were very few failures, but more than once. A few months ago, the Black Hawk squeezed out the shotgun that had been eyeing this piece of fat, traded with it as a partner, and successfully captured this piece of fat.
When Mo Shangjun participated in the Chen Lu and Shen Xi incidents, most of the drugs that appeared came from Black Hawk.
The group that deals with the Black Hawk has committed a lot of things, and the anti-drug police have been watching.
The latest news is that there will be some action in the near future.
Listening to Yan Tianxing's narration, Mo Shangjun's expression gradually became solemn.
Hei Ying has connections with Ancheng's gang, and she also knows something about it. During the training camp, Yan Tianxing showed Mo Shangjun the interrogation materials of the two arrested Black Yings at the beginning of the year, and revealed some news.
But guessing is one thing, confirming it is another.
"Wait a minute," Mo Shangjun stopped abruptly and looked at Yan Tianxing with his eyebrows fixed, "Is it related to this incident when you came here this time?"
Yan Tianxing frowned and flicked her forehead with her fingers, "Can't I be worried about you?"
"What does it have to do with me?" Mo Shangjun raised his eyebrows inexplicably.
Yan Tianxing was happy, and asked with a half-smile, "Who called the office directly?"
Mo Shangyun: "..."
It turned out to be such a "worry"...
Raising his hand to touch his nose, Mo Shangyun walked straight ahead, "Let's go."
The strength of holding her hand increased slightly, and Yan Tianxing laughed lowly.
Out of the corner of his eye, he squinted at him, but soon, Mo Shangyun took his eyes back.
Smile and laugh, you know laugh, and the little girls around can't take their eyes off.
Thinking so, inexplicably, Mo Shangyun pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his lips curved in a subtle arc.
have to.
Go shopping first.
A military hostel.
Anya was in a wheelchair, and a soldier pushed out the door.
"Xiao Lin, where's An Chen?"
Anya looked up at the soldier and asked suspiciously.
The soldier smiled and answered truthfully: "The chief has been asked to leave. I heard that he is going to Ancheng. He will be back in the afternoon. The company commander asked me to show you around."
Because of physical reasons, Anya resigned this month, and she was idle anyway, so she came to An Chen to visit relatives. She just arrived yesterday.
An Chen is very busy. Yesterday, she took a leave of absence and came to see her. Anya is already very happy. I didn't think so... Asking for leave today
After thinking about it, Anya asked, "Did he bring a cell phone?"
"Well, I brought it." The soldier nodded.
After thinking for a while, Anya took out her cell phone from her bag and called An Chen.
"mom."
The call was picked up quickly.
It seemed to be on the street. In addition to An Chen's voice, there were many other sounds, which were a bit noisy.
"Achen, where are you?" Anya asked.
"An Cheng, I have something to do. I want to meet a friend." Afraid that Anya would be worried, An Chen's voice was very gentle.
A little surprised, Anya couldn't help but ask, "Do you have friends in Ancheng?"
"... Hmm." An Chen responded.
After a pause, Anya said, "I remember, Momo works in Ancheng."
"Um."
"You and her..." Anya said hesitantly.
An Chen interrupted her in time, "Mom, don't think about it."
With a sigh in her heart, Anya said obediently, "Xing Xing Xing, when will you be back?"
"About one or two in the afternoon." An Chen guessed.
"Then I'll wait for you to eat together."
"Mom, you..."
"Okay, hang up first, and pay attention to safety outside."
With a gentle smile on her face, Anya also interrupted him, and hung up the phone after explaining.
The soldier who pushed Anya forward looked at Anya with a bit of envy—this envy was mainly for An Chen.
It's great to have such a gentle mother.
No wonder they can teach them to arrange such a good son out.
at the same time-
Ancheng, on a bus.
An Chen sat near the window, and after seeing Anya's phone call hung up, he thought about it and opened the latest text message with a little doubt.
〖Are you free to come to Ancheng at noon tomorrow? I have something to tell you. 〗
〖Where shall we meet? 〗
〖Let's talk when we arrive. 〗
A text message from Mo Shangyun's note.
After he asked again, he never got a reply, and no one answered the phone.
Although he was very puzzled, it was Mo Shangyun's information after all, and An Chen didn't have any doubts. He took leave this morning and came over.
Just now, Mo Shangyun sent him an address.
He is now on the bus to go there.
But, I don't know what's going on, I always feel weird.
Mo Shangyun... Will you ask him out
After strolling with Yan Tianxing all morning, Mo Shangyun felt that this thing was more tiring than traveling 20 kilometers with a heavy load.
Although it is not a weekend, but it is a relatively famous tourist attraction, the number of tourists is still staggering. Mo Shangyun was ready to take a few photos as a souvenir, but he gave up at the beginning - because in the scenery he photographed, There are always some disturbing figures.
She proposed to record it with her eyes, and Yan Tianxing agreed dumbfoundedly, but after a morning, he still found a chance to take a few photos of Mo Shangyun.
—Mo Shangshuang said that there are very few photos that Mo Shangyun can leave behind.
If there is a chance, Yan Tianxing still hopes to have more photos of Mo Shangyun. At least, the 21-year-old Mo Shangyun in his memory is a little different from the 22-year-old Mo Shangyun.
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(*/ω╲*) Brother An, who wants to finish his career, said he wanted a monthly pass.
297. Couple head portrait