Gu Jingxing smoked slowly and looked out of the window at the moonlight and said coldly, "no matter how hard it is to attack, we have to attack her."

Otherwise, how can he go back? What is his promotion? How could he marry his little ran earlier?

"What we want is Gu's momentum. I believe we can catch her soon."

Gu Jingxing asked again, "have you ever met her?"

"No, no one has ever met her, but the two younger brothers who were arrested verbally described that the woman had been mixed up with her elder brother in her early years, but she didn't realize that she was the woman who mixed up with her eldest brother in her early years. She was the most poisonous person. She even killed the man who carried her to a certain extent in the organization. Tut Tut, you can imagine how cruel this woman is."

Gu Jingxing's eyes are full of cruelty. However cruel, he also vowed to take her down and hand it over to the state for trial.

Deep in the mountain, a line of motorcycles slowly driving in the mountain road, the head of the motorcycle sat a middle-aged woman in long clothes, the woman was very beautiful.

The motorcycles stopped in a village deep in the mountains. Someone came out to meet them.

The beautiful woman stopped the motorcycle and led a group of about dozens of people to go forward. She was met by a middle-aged man with scars on her face. She said in a cold voice, "sister Jin, are they forcing you to the end of your life again?"

The beautiful woman called sister Jin untied the scarf at the beginning and said with a sneer, "I want to stay away in your village for a few days. This time, the anti drug force is very strong, so I have to hide."

The man rushed to meet her and walked forward: "OK, the accommodation is ready for you. You can live in peace of mind."

"Thank you very much."

In a low wooden house, the woman sat with a cold look. Her deputy whispered, "sister Jin, I heard that the Central Military Region is supporting the troops this time."

Sister Jin's face was gloomy and terrible: "I heard that."

"The Central Military Region is in Haicheng..."

Sister Jin held out her hand, and the Deputy handed over the cigarette and struck a match to light it for her.

Sister Jin slowly smoked a cigarette, slightly narrowed her eyes, looked out of the window, as if in memory of something: "Haicheng Oh It's a good place... "

"Sister Jin, it's been a month since the anti drug efforts are so strong, and those people are still tirelessly searching the mountains every day. Are we going to hide like this all the time? They have found several of our dens and destroyed a lot of our goods. If we go on like this, we will surely lose a lot. "

Sister Jin glanced at him: "I know."

"We can't wait to die. If we keep hiding like this, we won't be able to deliver the goods to Guan boss next month."

Sister Jin seems to be a little irritable: "I know, I know, I have arrangements."

Young men are afraid to say more.

In Haicheng, yangjiayangfang, Yang Haitao sleeps on the sofa and song Xuan sleeps on his big bed. He looks at the man who is going to be his bride, and he can't help showing the smile of the foolish son of the landlord.

Beautiful, so beautiful. Now Song Xuan is willing to stay here. Although she still doesn't want to sleep in a bed, she will get married in more than a month. Is he still in a hurry?

He can afford to wait.

Song Xuan, a young man of literature and art, is now in bed with the lamp on her head cabinet reading. That day, song ran picked up Ms. Bing Xin's "little orange lamp" and searched out her collection of essays.