Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Moer, long time no see."

Mo Shangyun looked back at him, his brow furrowed, and he looked like "I don't really want to see you."

Shirakawa seemed to understand, and cheered.

"Is this pit specially dug for me?" Mo Shangjun asked with a frown, feeling uncomfortable for no reason.

I thought that Shirakawa wanted to use the blind eye method to confuse people who came to rescue Duan Zimu and Shang Yuanting, but so many people from Shirakawa and Black Hawk appeared here...it didn't seem that simple.

Shirakawa: "Only you can have this face."

Very straightforward positive response, even without a bend.

Mo Shangyun's face was slightly cold.

I thought she was an unexpected person. The purpose of Blackhawk was nothing but Ding Jing, and it would not be counted on other people, so she thought at first that she and Subei would even break in and hit the person of Blackhawk. It may not necessarily hit Shirakawa.

did not think of……

"Thanks." Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, with silver thread wrapped around his hand, and said coolly, "What do you want to do?"

Shirakawa's gaze paused slightly on the silver line in her hand, and then casually moved away.

When Mo Shangjun introduced the weapon in his mind, the scene flashed by, and it was mentioned that she secretly played her mother's family weapon. After her mother found out that it was robbed in three or two moves, her uncomfortable expression was still fresh in her memory. .

And now, the weapon that was impossible to get in her mouth when she was young appeared in her hand and became her possession.

that's nice.

For a few years, nothing was what it used to be.

Shirakawa looked at Mo Shangyun who was in front of him, but he did not take a step forward—a step forward, and passed the safe area, and the two of them could not stand and talk.

After a slight meal, Shirakawa said, "I'll let you go after finishing the calculation."

"..."

Mo Shangyun was silent and did not speak.

Let her go?

Monitor her behavior, investigate her whereabouts, spend so much thought to predict and arrange traps, the result is only to "calculate an account"?

Shirakawa glanced back.

Immediately, all the people behind him moved forward, picked up the guy and followed Mo Shangyun to start the fight.

Mo Shangyun greeted the family of Shirakawa in the heart.

Fuck!

If you can't win by yourself, you still learn to find a helper?

These people all have weapons in their hands, but they don't have guns or the like. They also use small daggers. Xiaohe and Xiaoyin take the lead in her hands, and the rest are responsible for the siege.

With two fists lost to four hands, Mo Shangyun, even with great ability, would have no chance of meeting so many people in the narrow corridor.

If they are just hooligans and hooligans, and they haven’t learned serious boxing skills, it’s relatively easy to deal with, but these people are all practising family members, all of whom are from professional backgrounds — Mo Shangjun just confirmed with them at this point.

With two or three people, Mo Shangyun can still earn some chances, but this time a group of seven or eight people, she can only delay the time as much as possible, so that she should not be subdued so quickly.

I haven’t used this silver silk weapon for a long time. Mo Shangyun was a little stiff at first, but soon got started, and a silk thread was used by her handily, turning flexibly and beautifully in her hand, but touched The skin of others is an absolute lethal weapon. It uses the ingenious situation to easily cut the skin of others, as sharp as a dagger.

In a few moments, several people were painted.

Shirakawa watched Mo Shangyun's wonderful fighting on the side.

From the last time I met, Mo Shangyun seemed to be more powerful.

She is actually quite soft-hearted. In ordinary fighting, she always avoids some vital parts, because her opponent is usually her own person, or an ordinary wicked person. Over time, she will subconsciously keep avoiding when fighting. Critical actions, unless it is when she clearly realizes that the other party will endanger her life and cannot be tender to the other party.

However, Mo Shangyun now has no such problems. All of her attacks are critical. All of them are carried out unconsciously. The use of silver silk as a weapon has injured many people, and she has also spattered a lot of blood on her body, but she But he didn't even frown, and kept a cold face all the way, even the fighting mentality became different from the past.

He was injured, but Shirakawa did not panic and watched calmly.

Under his command, no one took the initiative to hurt Mo Shangyun. Mo Shangyun seemed to have discovered this too, pulling the fighting time a bit longer. No one could beat her, but she could not break through this encirclement.

She knocked the person down, but the other party's rough skin was thick and she could climb up easily.

When she was about to slay her hand, someone would bump into her and stop her.

This is an annoying battle.

Mo Shangyun bothered this group of people.

Fighting is a neat and simple, this group of lords are rubbing.

I don't know how long it looked, Shirakawa looked down at his watch, and after confirming that the battle took a little longer, he glanced at Xiaohei.

Receiving the silent command of Shirakawa, Xiaohe pulled out the gun from his waist without any pause, and pointed the black muzzle at the ink on the ink as soon as he pulled the insurance.

One foot kicked the person in front down on the ink on the floor. His eyes moved slightly, and then he stopped silently.

She does not have the confidence that "Shirakawa will never dare to kill her", and naturally will not have the loneliness to bet on her life.

After all, from the beginning to now, she has no determination to "will die here."

With Xiao Hei drawing a gun, the rest of the people did not continue to siege Mo Shangyun, but retreated to one side, giving Shirakawa a way to retreat to the side.

They looked at Shirakawa, and also watched Mo Shangyun's every move.

I have dealt with her, knowing that she can't make any resistance with her own strength, but no one dares to underestimate her skill.

"The people in your hands are such a group of half-hangers?"