Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 635 Yin Mo is seriously injured

  Meng Jun and Gu Chen quickly came to Li Qiao's side, protecting her in the middle.

  The bullet grazed her shoulder and hit the wall, not missed, but deliberately.

  How could the mercenary’s marksmanship be inaccurate, besides, an emergency light was already lit on the corner of the corridor.

  There is only one possibility, the other party is not going to kill her.

  Li Qiao tilted her head to look at the direction from which the bullet came, and was a suite at the end.

   Without hesitation, she raised her foot and walked over.

  Meng Jun stretched out his hand to block her, pressed his pinna, and asked the communicator, "How many people?"

   Without waiting for the other party to answer, the doors of the three suites suddenly opened, and shadowy figures could be seen pouring towards them in the dim light.

  Rough observation, more than ten people.

  Meng Jun sneered and pulled Li Qiao behind him, arranging clearly, "Left to you."

  Gu Chen twisted his neck, kicked his toes on the ground, and jumped out directly.

  A few people present, no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

  The two attacked at the same time, and they fought with the group of mercenaries instantly, making the scene noisy.

  And Li Qiao never moved, standing still, feeling the things on the back of her head, and chuckled out: "You are really well-intentioned."

  The back of her head is against the black muzzle.

  The gunman, Yin Mo.

  Meng Jun and Gu Chen were still fighting the mercenaries, Li Qiao stood alone in the corridor, her expression faint, no sadness or joy.

   "Follow me, I won't hurt you."

   Yin Mo’s tone seemed to never fluctuate, even if his eyes fluctuated slightly, he was covered by the dark light.

  Li Qiao ignored the gun in her hand and leaned on the window sill at will, as if chatting and laughing calmly, "The mercenary is just a gimmick, is it actually trying to take me away?"

   Yin Mo tightly squeezed the handle of the gun, breathing slightly, "It's all true, the mercenaries are covering me."

  Li smiled, she remembered that Yin Mo had been detained by Gu Chen before, no wonder she came out so quickly, "Second sister, you don’t have to tell me this."

   "I won't hurt you."

  Li Qiao looked back, and looked at the slightly trembling muzzle with the faint light, "The premise is that I have to go with you?"

   Yin Mo pointed a gun at Li Qiao’s temple with one hand, and tried to hold her wrist with the other, “Don’t struggle, otherwise we will all be unsightly.”

   "If I don't." Li Qiao stopped her movement with a twist of her backhand.

   Yin Mo looked down at the palms held by the two of them, and asked inexplicably, "Do you remember what I said?"

   "Which sentence?" Li Qiaoyang asked, her eyes full of deep meaning.

   Yin Mo swallowed his throat, and then vaguely glanced at the door of the suite, the sound of flesh fighting in the corridor was endless.

  But they were standing at the door of the suite, and they could clearly hear the sound of the door lock being opened.

  As the door of the room was opened by a gap, Yin Mo's gun hand was slowly loaded...

  In an instant, the muffled sound of two silencer guns exploded in the ears, and bright red blood burst out.

  Li Qiao’s words were blocked on her lips, with a few drops of blood on her face, which belonged to Yin Mo.

  In front of him, Yin Mo was shot twice in the wrist and upper arm.

  If she was not Yin Mo, and if Shang Yu didn't see her face, those two shots would probably hit her temples.

  At this time, Shang Yu's eyes were full of hostility, and he strode to Li Qiao's body, holding the golden desert eagle in his hand, and reaching Yin Mo's head, every word, murderous intent, "finding death?"

  Yin Mo didn't move when facing the muzzle of her gun. The pain made her look in a trance, but a smile of relief spread across her eyes.

  She watched Shang Yu pull the trigger with her own eyes, and looked at Li Qiao with nostalgia.

  If you can die here, it’s actually not bad.

  The moment the trigger was pulled down, the man's wrist was held down, Li Qiao looked at Yin Mo calmly, and said in a low voice, "Go back and tell Xiao Yehui that if you want to kill me, I will come myself."

   Yin Mo lowered his eyes, clutching his arm, and it took a long time to turn around and disappear into the night.

  Shortly after she left, the lights in the corridor turned on again, and there was a piece of mercenaries who had been dealt with by Meng Jun and Gu Chen lying on the ground.

  But the two of them are also hanging on their bodies, and they are leaning against the wall and panting.

  Especially Gu Chen, because a bunch of long hair on the top of his head was not tied up, a strand was rubbed off during the fight, and his hairstyle was even more worrying.

  Li Qiao was still staring at the direction in which Yin Mo disappeared. She clenched a fist with her left hand, with a few drops of bright red blood hanging on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

  Shang Yu's eyes were covered with a gloomy gray, his nose fluttered, and he was full of fierce anger.

  The man’s cloak is no longer visible. He lowered his eyes to watch Li Qiao's movement of pressing his wrist, and his voice was tense, "She wants to kill you, don't you hide?"

   Li Qiao closed his eyes with a sigh, put his left hand in his pocket, leaned over to pick up the gun that Yin Mo had fallen from the ground, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "There are no magazines, how can you kill me."

  Shang Yu’s cold eyes suddenly became turbulent, his jaw line was tight and straight, he threw the desert eagle up on the window sill, grabbed Li Qiao’s back neck, and raised his hand to wipe the blood on her eyebrows.

  He didn't say a word, and his actions showed some roughness. The semi-dry blood stains were not so easy to wipe off, but Li Qiao's skin was rubbed red.

  The man pulled her wrist, turned around and walked into the suite.

  Out of the corridor, Gu Chen bends down on his knees and keeps breathing calmly. Although he doesn't know the specific situation, something must have happened just now.

   "What's the matter? Someone escaped?"

  Both of them were fighting with more than a dozen mercenaries. Li Qiao was protected by them and should be safe.

  Meng Jun looked at the other side of the corridor, his face was very ugly, "Okay, I get it, first take her down and wait for me to notify."

  Gu Chen was puzzled, tilted his head and looked carefully, only to find that there was a small communicator in his auricle.

  At this time, Meng Jun straightened up, took a deep breath, and said gloomily: “There is a computer expert among the mercenaries who hacked into the surveillance at the entrance of the hotel’s fire exit and copied the surveillance footage for ten minutes.”

   "Fuck!" Gu Chen's face changed suddenly, "Then when we deal with this group of mercenaries, isn't Li Qiao..."

  Fire exit, just behind Li Qiao’s location.

   Without waiting for Meng Jun’s answer, Gu Chen asked again: “You didn’t arrange for someone to guard the fire escape?”

  That lot was originally a blind spot for monitoring, but it was so careless?

  Meng Jun glanced at him coldly, “It is an overkill for the Black Hawk members to guard the fire escape.”

  Gu Chen was dumbfounded and speechless.

  What the **** do you have a face to say?

  In a flash, the two exchanged their sights and moved toward the fire exit in unison.

   Push open the heavy fire door, and the sensor light turns on instantly.

  Gu Chen and Meng Jun looked at the corpses of the six mercenaries on the ground with strange expressions, staring at each other in a daze.

   "Did you solve it?"

   Hearing the sound, Meng Jun raised his foot and walked in, and looked a little, his tone was a bit blunt, "No. The surveillance screen was not discovered when it was hacked, they should have been in ambush here long ago."

  (End of this chapter)