Chapter 53

Late at night, half past one.

Mo shangyun and Yan Tianxing stand next to a motorcycle.

Yamaha R1, new, cool model, black, visual experience It's very exciting.

"Sit on this one?" Mo Shang Yun raised his eyebrows, a little eager to try.

"Well."

Yan Tianxing took out the key.

Mo shangyun raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat. Then he asked Yan Tianxing, "can I try it?"

"No need," Yan Tianxing refused without hesitation, "it's disgraceful to be a woman's car."

Mo shangyun spared no effort to ridicule, "leader, you are called male chauvinism."

Yan Tianxing looked at her but did not speak.

Black dress all over, jacket and jeans collocation, outline a good figure, sexy and handsome.

In the face of such a woman, an inattention, will be in a weak position, easy to degenerate into "small white face".

A moment later, Yan Tianxing said slowly: "girl, the big environment is like this."

Mo Shang Yun micro Zheng, eyebrows slightly move, to his words, but it is difficult to refute.

In Yan Tianxing's identity, she will drive. In front of the people he takes, she will lose face.

Yan Tianxing gets on the bus first.

Mo shangyun raised his eyebrows and went over. He put his hand on his shoulder and stepped on it with one foot. The whole person got up with the help of his hand. The other foot crossed the graceful curve in the air, and then sat down behind Yan Tianxing.

Yan Tianxing handed over a helmet.

Take off the cowboy hat, Mo shangyun took the helmet, short hair light, she slowly put on.

At the same time, although he didn't care about the car, he couldn't help but feel surprised.

The motorcycle sped away.

Mo shangyun grabs the cowboy hat in one hand and Yan Tianxing's shoulder in the other. His sight sweeps across the street under the night scene. The snow falls ceaselessly. The trees in rows are stained with white. The sparse crowd on the street becomes more and more cold and bleak.

*

two o'clock in the morning, five minutes to go.

The neighborhood has become remote.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, you can see the hills in the suburbs. The roads are rugged, not paved with cement, and covered with mud and gravel, but the speed of the motorcycle is not reduced at all.

It was a little cold, and Mo shangyun was very spiritual. He always observed the surrounding terrain, the roads and scenes he passed, and paved a road in his mind to form a partial map.

She has been haunted by years of habits. The more partial she is, the more she can remember deeply. The subconscious observation helps her understand the nearby terrain better.

I don't know when, the motorcycle stopped.

Mo shangyun jumped off the motorcycle for the first time and took off his helmet. Then, Yan Tianxing got off the motorcycle.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the grass.

Mo shangyun's subordinates reached to their waists and stopped to realize that they were unarmed and that the other side should be on their own side.

Sure enough, what came out was the nomadic journey in casual clothes.

"Captain."

Mu Cheng shouts to Yan Tianxing, and then gives Mo shangyun two daggers, communication equipment, two USB disks with true and false data, and bulletproof vests.

Mo shangyun took it and placed the dagger, communication equipment and USB flash disk well. While observing the situation around him, he thought about how many people were hiding nearby.

"Drive straight ahead. It's only two minutes." Mu Cheng simply and clearly introduces the specific location to Mo shangyun.

"Well." Mo Shang Yun nodded quietly, and then returned the bulletproof vest to Mu Cheng, "inconvenient."

Mu Cheng hesitated a little and advised, "just in case."

The other side has two pistols. Although they are loaded with empty ammunition, they can be easily injured if they are shot at close range.

"If something goes wrong, I'll take the responsibility." Mo Shang Yun said lightly that there was no meaning of "obedience".

"This..."

Mu Cheng looks at Yan Tianxing.

Yan Er Mo nods.

Mu Cheng says in his heart that the two men are wide-minded, and then they return to the previous hiding point with bulletproof vests.

Partial head, ink on Yun Dynasty Yan Tianxing eyebrow, "key."

Yan Tianxing throws the key in his hand.

Raise your hand and grasp the key impartially.

Take the helmet back, Mo shangyun goes straight to the motorcycle. When he passes by Yan Tianxing on the way, he steps forward and says, "bye."

A word, accompanied by the cold wind, fell to the bottom of Yan Tianxing's ears in an extremely relaxed and comfortable tone.

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids.

At this time, Mo shangyun had grasped the handle of the motorcycle and got on the car with a spin.

Insert the key, step on the gas pedal, quickly move away, set off a gust of cold wind.

Yan Tian and Xing Jing stood in the same place. The night was very dark. Without the assistance of night vision mirror, he could only see the front light of the motorcycle. The figure of Mo shangyun and the motorcycle disappeared into the dark color, leaving only a blur of outline.Half ring, Yan Tianxing eyebrows raised, evil spirit crazy, smile spread.

This time, how much strength will she show?

*The destination is a dilapidated red brick house.

A man and a woman were standing at the door.

They're both dressed in casual clothes.

The man is handsome, gentle, wary, staring at the front, the cold wind seems to have no impact on him, standing still; the woman is half shorter than him, and looks good, but her face is red with cold, covered with a brown windbreaker, but it is cold. I can't help but hold my arms tightly and gasp in my heart.

Suddenly, hearing the sound of the motor vehicle, the woman immediately put down her hand, touched the pistol hanging on her waist, and looked at the path ahead.

Sound, closer and closer, faint, can see light.

"Anchen, here we are."

Ni Zhen lowered his voice and said to the man on his side.

The man, who was called an Chen, nodded slightly, touched the gun and gazed at the front.

The light ahead is getting brighter and brighter.

Finally, he broke through the corner and showed up.

A motorcycle came at a high speed, driving at an unimaginable speed. The only thing I heard was the buzzing sound. I didn't even have time to take out the gun. The motorcycle was already in front of me.

But -

at a distance of one meter, they stopped.

"Come down!"

"Stop!"

An Chen and Ni Zhen hold up their guns, quickly open the insurance, and aim the muzzle of the gun on the motorcycle.

At the same time, hidden in the vicinity of the "kidnappers", also "whoosh" to run out, each tiger face surrounded by motorcycles.

These reactions were timely.

Mo shangyun released the handle of the motorcycle, stepped on the ground and sat on the motorcycle obliquely. Then, under the gaze of many eyes, he took off his helmet.

There are nine "kidnappers" who appear. Whether there are other hidden and unknown for the time being. The people around the left and right sides are either unarmed or armed with daggers and the two in front with guns

Mo shangyun quickly observed about, but soon, his eyes swept over the man in front of him, slightly.

At this time, an Chen also recognized her.

Under the heart a tight, an Chen Duan grabs the action a meal, looks at her almost inconceivably.

Hook lips, Mo Shang Yun staring at him, smilingly pick eyebrows, ridicule voice, "yo."

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