Being His Little Fox

Human flesh bomb, who knows how powerful the bomb is, everyone is running, to leave that place, far away.

Song Yi fell, no one looked at it.

at the same time.

"Team Tang, the other party has a long-range sniper!" someone reported.

Tang Si's eyes were cold, and he spoke to the intercom: "Can Chen Jiu be found?"

Chen Jiu answered: "Searching——"

The other party was clearly prepared, a fake Jiang Nai, a few human bombs, and a sniper.

It looked like a terrorist attack, not a rescue of Jiang Qin.

...

Song Yi was only fortunate that his parents should be drinking with our friends, and they should leave after drinking. They should give them away or do errands.

She just watched it, and they were not inside.

She was squinted by the light, trying to avoid her.

But the brain is blank and numb.

Because she didn't know which way to hide, she didn't have these things in her mind, and she hadn't been trained.

She only knew that there was a gun, and the black muzzle was aimed at her head.

In the next few seconds, the bullet might go through her head.

There is fear in the subconscious, and the uncomfortable drowning.

She just doesn't want to die, just doesn't want to.

Zhou Liang wanted to bring Song Yi, but because of her fall, she was a little far away from herself.

His heart was hanging up.

Suddenly, a figure passed by, pulling Song Yi's whole person aside.

Song Yi felt his whole body being dragged in pain.

Then there was a dull hum from the man.

Her closed eyes opened, and she saw a gentle face.

The eyebrows are somewhat similar to Tang Si, but very different.

One is gentle and the other is wild.

This is... Wen Mu.

"You..." Song Yi said, but found that his voice was very dumb.

Her eyes were red, she couldn't cry anymore, her heart was blocked like cotton.

"Are you okay?"

Song Yi felt that the bullet had hit Wen Mu.

"It's okay." Wen Mu gritted his teeth and said softly.

He got up, clutching his left arm, blood pouring out from between his fingers, scrambling to get ahead.

Soon it infiltrated the sleeves of the sleeves, running along the wrists, the back of the palms of the hands, and dripping to the ground.

The night sky was originally a bright moon with shining stars, and momentarily dark clouds obscured the sky, covering the glittering stars and moon.

The night is very dark, if it weren't for the light reflected by the headlights if it weren't for a car on the highway.

This is really unavoidable.

This club has been blocked.

Song Yi frowned very deadly, she only felt that the current situation was terrible.

She has nothing to do.

Wen Mu looked at Song Yi and said again, "Sister-in-law, I'm fine."

How could this be called okay.

"Counselor Wen." Zhou Liang said quickly: "Hurry up and find a place to hide. You are likely to lose too much blood and faint, and then die in shock."

Zhou Liang worked under Tang Si for many years and learned a lot of skills.

He has the ability to stand alone.

Pulling Song Yi and Wen Mu, they squatted behind a pillar for an instant.

I thought that the sniper would continue to shoot the rest of the runners, however, there was no...

...

The bomb disposal is underway, the child has been tied up, and another one with a bomb **** has also been found by Tang Si.

Inside a certain building, it is dim, dark, and everything is silent,

In the unrenovated cement room on the first floor, there was one person lying there, sniper framed, motionless, ambushing, waiting for the prey to come out from behind the pillar.

Through the remote mirror, I saw everything downstairs.

Over there, a small section of Song Yi's back was exposed, and the man sneered his lips together, ready to buckle the motivational version.

The next second, the gun he was holding up was suddenly kicked from the sky.

The man from the window upstairs, holding the rope, quickly descended, broke the window, and kicked the gun.

Came him off guard.

Here, the eighteenth floor!

Before he could react, his head was locked by a pair of legs——

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