Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

Mo Shangyun settled the bill and went out with Yan Tianxing.

Mu Cheng, who bought bread from the supermarket opposite, saw them go out side by side, and just wanted to raise their hands to greet them, they saw them walking in the opposite direction of the parking.

Mu Cheng looked at them both in wonder.

then--

Decidedly ignorant.

Because he saw these two people, at a very fast speed, unlocked a truck, and then jumped up silently.

As soon as the truck started, it disappeared in the traffic.

Mucheng was deeply entangled in his heart, and his mouth twitched fiercely, not knowing what to say.

How can you jump directly on someone's truck while eating? !

Sighing, Mucheng took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

"Old Chen, isn't it in the bureau?" As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Cheng took the attitude of an old acquaintance.

"Yes." The answerers didn't give face at all.

"I'm here to call the police." Mu Chengke said politely.

"Yo, you have to report to the police, there is a robber or something, and you have solved it by not taking two or two?" Chen Jun ridiculed irritably.

"Every industry is in charge of every business, even if I solve a bunch of robbers, do you still have to rely on you to pull people?" Mu Cheng said with a smile.

"Don't talk about the calf, hurry up." Chen Jun urged angrily.

"Yan team got on a truck. I think there is a situation. I will give you the license plate number." Mu Cheng finally got the words to the forefront.

"Team Yan?"

Chen Jun's voice rose sharply.

"...Don't be excited." Mu Cheng said calmly.

Calm down, Chen Jun changed his previously disgusted attitude and was busy, "What's the situation?"

"I don't know." Mu Cheng said calmly.

But in my heart, I really sighed.

Lord Yan, Lord Yan...

Where are your fans of the elderly?

*

On the truck.

Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing held up their phones and probably browsed the situation in the lower car.

A pile of boxes are marked with souvenirs.

"We don't seem to have the right to check."

Mo Shangyun shrugged, but the saber in his hand was already taken out.

"..." Yan Tianxing glanced at her silently.

Mo Shangyun looked at him silently.

There is a chief, and of course she listens to the chief.

and--

If there is a responsibility, it is also the bureau chief.

Mo Shangyun didn't have any psychological pressure. Anyway, it mainly depends on Yan Tianxing's decision.

"Do it." After a moment, Yan Tianxing made a decision.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded unexpectedly.

However, just one step forward, one hand reached out from the side and grabbed her into her arms.

Raising the saber in his hand, Mo Shangyun felt that his head had been tapped before he even hit him.

After that, Yan Tianxing lowered his head slightly, came to her ear, and asked lowly, "When you run, remember to avoid the camera."

The warm breath sprayed on the ear, itchy, some ears were inexplicably red.

"..." Mo Shangyun controlled to break his elbow, then raised his eyebrows with a grin, "I hope the sir will not drag his legs."

"Relax," Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows evilly, and his tone was very determined. "I have always been the only one who has been holding me back."

"..."

A man can be narcissistic to this kind of share, Mo Shangyun also had to serve.

Both of them are activists and have made a good decision. Now they open the box with a saber.

It stands to reason that a person who is in a panic when he sees soldiers should not secretly do this kind of thing even if they feel suspicious.

can--

In the absence of exact evidence, they are used to choosing to believe their eyes and observations.

Two minutes later, Mo Shangyun turned from the box around the corner to something that could prove their guess.

"Tibetan antelope fur."

Something turned out from inside, Mo Shangjun took a picture with the phone screen, then shrugged.

Yan Tianxing received the knife, walked over and looked at it, then raised his eyebrows, "I'm left to your right."

"Row."

Mo Shangyun responded without hesitation.

The saber was also retracted, and Mo Shangjun jumped from the two stacked boxes.

I just wanted to go outside, but my wrist was suddenly caught.

"Be careful."

Yan Tianxing lowered his head and told her.

"Relax," Mo Shangyun squinted and smiled, pushed his hand away, and then learned his narcissistic tone, "I've always been only careful about others in front of me."

"..."

Yan Tianxing mouth slightly pumped.

"gone."

He waved his hand and smiled on the lips of the ink, and walked directly towards the door of the carriage.

Yan Tianxing kept up.

The door of the carriage was pushed open by the two of them while driving.

The truck has driven towards the suburbs, the road is relatively bumpy, and there are no cameras nearby.

It is convenient for them to move.

The two glanced at each other, then jumped tacitly, climbed the left and right doors, and then leaned over to the roof.

Mo Shangyun is the first "real combat".

But her movements are perfectly consistent with Yan Tianxing.

*

Front.

"Can you drive the car faster?"

Blushing in a rough voice, he urged the driver.

He sits in the middle, the driver sits on the left, and there is a car that sits on the right all day, lying in a drowsy window.

"The road here is not easy to drive!" the driver said angrily, and then mumbled, "and the brakes are not too good, too fast to cause accidents."

"The two people I just met were already in an accident!" The rough voice sputtered badly.

"Isn't it the two big-headed soldiers," the driver said lightly, not at all reassuring the matter, "we're not in a position to let them go."

"Fart, if you're not afraid of 10,000, you'll be afraid of it." The rough voice couldn't suppress the inner mania.

He was doing this for the first time, in case he was found--

Then you will lose money!

"..."

The driver ignored him at all.

Seeing him, you Zaozao's dead son, he grunted in a rough voice, and could only digest his stomach full of anger and anxiety.

"Boom. Boom. Boom."

Suddenly, a knock on the door came from somewhere.

The coarse voice realized the something was wrong for the first time, then raised his eyes and looked around.

Finally, the sight was fixed on the window on the right.

I saw a familiar face, protruding from the top of the head.

and--

He smiled at him kindly.

"what--"

His heart sank, and his thick voice subconsciously yelled out.

I wipe!

Why is she here!

This sound awakened the person sleeping on his stomach and scared the driver who was driving.

However, before the driver and the sleeping person had reacted, they heard the sound of banging on both sides and the sound of broken glass.

As soon as he got up, he felt his head was hit hard, and his eyes suddenly turned black, but he could not bear to faint, but he didn’t have time to see what happened, and he felt the door on the right suddenly Was opened, and then—

The whole person was forcibly pulled out of the co-pilot.

He subconsciously grabbed the door.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he bumped into a pretty smiley face.

"It's too crowded, please go ahead and wait."

The clear and pleasant voice, accompanied by the cold wind blowing into the eardrum, made him stunned.

However, the next moment-

He flew out of the car.

"God's day, I'll **** your ancestor--"