Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

He originally thought that Song Ye asked him to prepare this thing to scare people, but he didn't expect that she really planned to use it, and she still shot on the highway.

This is high speed, my mother.

In Zhao Chongbin's terrified gaze, Huali Li was despised by Song Ye, and she glanced over with a very indifferent look, the meaning of contempt was clear, "What is your night gang? One day, you have to learn, Cruel than that. Now, lesson one."

When the voice fell, all the bullets had been put into the box. Song Ye's slender arms carried the sniper rifle and placed it outside the car window. The wind whistled, and the soft short hair was rolled and swept into an insolent shape in the air.

Loading, aiming, pulling the trigger, with a bang, the smell of gunpowder along with the traces of the bullets was poured into the carriage, Zhao Chongbin felt the blood of his limbs smelling blood in this smell.

The first time he met Song Ye on the train, he knew that the young man was extraordinary, and then he followed her and participated in the Qin family dinner. He also saw the resourcefulness of the other party. At a young age, the teenager played around the entire capital, and even controlled a huge commercial industry chain. He was rich, and all the achievements that should not be achieved in this age group were placed on the teenager, and everything became routine.

But this was the first time that Zhao Chongbin realized that the boy he followed was not just a smart and resourceful child, she was also ruthless.

If he hadn't seen her kill herself, Zhao Chongbin would never have believed that a teenage child would shoot on the highway.

This all seems too sci-fi.

It was not until Song Ye fired the second shot that Zhao Chongbin saw that the car behind his butt slipped far away and hit the guardrail.

"The person in the car was knocked out, right?" Zhao Chongbin tried to take a deep breath and controlled himself not to tremble when he spoke. He couldn't help comforting himself. Maybe Song Ye just hit the other party's tire, which caused the other party to overturn the car, and the people inside Maybe there is help.

But even this only bit of luck was crushed into powder in Song Ye's answer the next second.

"They have already been killed by me." Two shots, two lives, Song Ye kept his eyes calm, and his tone did not fluctuate when he answered.

Zhao Chongbin fought a cold war, and suddenly felt that the wind outside the window was very cold.

Murder is the bloody experience Zhao Chongbin once again experienced after leaving the battlefield, not to defend the motherland and the people, but out of selfishness.

"This is a cannibalistic society, Zhao Chongbin, if you don't kill them, tomorrow will be your day of death." Song Ye calmly continued to load the bullets, and reiterated what he had warned him on the train, she didn't want a third party opportunity to repeat it to him.

Since the people around her will go through bloody baptism sooner or later, Song Ye feels that now is a good opportunity.

And Zhao Chongbin can be selected by Song Ye, naturally he will not be pedantic and stupid, he understands everything Song Ye said.

Just like today, the Han family killed them on the highway, avoiding all eyes and ears and choosing to start on this road, just because there were no eyewitnesses, even if they were killed here, the Han family still had a way to settle the surveillance cameras. matter.

And if the people of the Han family are left alive today, then both he and Song Ye will be exposed, and they will face the endless pursuit of the Han family in the future.

This is the world of the weak and the strong. In fact, he knows that Song Ye's first move is right.

She is only there to protect herself, to survive.

Shen Chen spit out the suppressed emotions in his heart, Zhao Chongbin wiped his stiff face, his eyes gradually became firm, "How should I cooperate?"

Song Ye, who was aiming, heard the words, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "Ten seconds later, change to the right side."

Ten seconds... Zhao Chongbin was thinking about the time in his heart. When the hour was on the hour, the steering wheel in his hand swerved instantly.

The rear of the big truck is very small, but just the exposed corner is enough for Song Ye to aim at the vehicle hiding directly behind.

Bang Bang, two consecutive shots, killing the same two people in the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

"After thirty seconds, slow down."

With Zhao Chongbin's cooperation, Song Ye's speed in solving the tail has increased significantly, and most of the vehicles that followed have already crashed and died before they had time to attack.

And even if they caught up and had time to shoot and attack, the accuracy of the high-speed driving would be greatly reduced. Not everyone had the professional perverted level of Song Ye.

After being broken on both sides of the glass, the dozens of chasing vehicles behind him were all wiped out, and the time was exactly 30 minutes, which was exactly the same.

And Zhao Chongbin also turned back to the correct route and ran all the way to the location of the private jet.

The huge wings roared, and all the personnel got on the plane and looked at the increasingly small capital under their feet. Then they breathed a sigh of relief and fell into their seats.

They had been in the martial arts hall for a long time, and this was the first time that they were so thrilling that they almost didn't have a heart attack.

Song Ye didn't have time to pay attention to them for the time being. After confirming Qin Zhan's physical condition, he stayed by the bed all the time.

A few hours later, Yuncheng Medicine King Hall secretly checked in a VIP, and the top floor of the entire Medicine Hall was completely blocked. At this time, it was Song Ye and Qin Zhan who were above.

When Zhao Zhen sent Jade over, he was also frightened by Qin Zhan's wound, and finally understood Song Yehuo's purpose of spending huge sums of money to make a bathtub.

Seeing Song Ye threw himself on the prescription, Zhao Zhen didn't say much, and turned around to stop Yun Hua, who was worried, so as not to distract Song Ye.

In the old home base of Yaoshi Yimai, the medicinal materials in the recipe were quickly prepared, and Song Ye did it himself, putting Qin Zhan into the jade to heat the medicinal materials.

For three days and three nights, Song Ye did not leave the ward for half a step. People inside did not come out, and people outside were also forbidden to enter. Apart from the smell of medicine, the room was eerily quiet.

Qin Zhan felt that he had had a long dream, and his mind was dazed. All he recalled was his fighting on the battlefield over the years, as well as every scene of struggling on the edge of life and death. The pain and suffering were too much. Too clear, the torment is excruciatingly painful.

Later, he dreamed of Song Ye, the first time he met the boy, the first kiss, the first hug, all the pain seemed to be healed in such beautiful memories, and the pulse from the heart gradually changed. be clear.

Later, he could feel a breath surrounding him all the time, a hand would come to touch his forehead from time to time, and the air was always filled with the unique fragrance of the boy.

Author's Note: I saw a lot of people say, why not use space to bring the big brother back. First, Song Ye didn't know that Qin Zhan was in a coma at the beginning of saving people, so he notified Qu Bai in advance to respond, and made a retreat arrangement. Second, Qu Bai already knew that Qin Zhan and Song Ye were together, and to use space again, wouldn't it be unnecessary to expose his abilities? Also, those who say that there is a spiritual spring in space, which of your eyes sees that I have written about it? Third, from a rigorous point of view, Song Ye will not use space to pretend people unless it is a last resort. This is too dangerous. If a living creature opens its eyes and discovers a secret, who will be responsible?

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