Chapter 611

Step by step the sound of footsteps approached.

Liang Zhiqiong is full of the corner of the machine room, breathing deeply, holding tightly the dagger that Mo shangyun gave her.

She was lucky. Only one person came to deal with her. She had a fight with the man outside. She had the courage to confront him. However, the other side had a gun. After a bullet was rubbed against her arm, she realized the great difference between the two men's equipment. After getting Peng Yuqiu's permission

Well, that's it.

With the premise of leading the other party away, Liang Zhiqiong wandered around, but she was also taking people around. She did not find her figure for a long time.

But now, Liang Zhiqiong is forced into a corner.

"What's the situation?"

Peng Yuqiu's anxious inquiry came from the earphone.

Liang Zhiqiong gasped and did not speak.

It's hard for her to control the volume now. If she makes a little noise, it may attract the other party's attention.

Moreover, she felt faintly that The man is getting closer.

"Zhi Qiong, calm down first." Peng Yu Qiu's voice came out from the earphone again, "keep calm, observe the surrounding situation, what can be used, don't worry, take your time..."

Liang Zhiqiong blinked. Almost under the guidance of Peng Yuqiu, she slowly recovered from her nervousness and anxiety. She raised her head slightly and began to observe the situation around her. From the nearest airport to a pile of accumulated containers, she obediently searched for everything that might be used.

Although, from time to time, she thought of the gun in the man's hand, the dark hole, and the burning pain left in her arm after a bullet.

The pain continued, and she couldn't ignore it for a while.

To make matters worse, she had an uncontrollable fear at the thought that the bullet had shifted a few centimeters away from her heart.

She hated it.

But it can't be overcome in a short time.

Liang Zhiqiong pursed her lips, and finally her eyes fell on the pile of containers.

If, if possible

Liang Zhiqiong slowly exhaled a breath and let herself gradually calm down. She relaxed her grip on the dagger, and then tightened it tightly. She accumulated enough courage.

There are two rows of machine tools in this room, which are placed against the wall. Liang Zhiqiong is locked between the end of the machine tool and the gap between the wall. Because of the thick dust accumulated in the place where no one has stepped all year round, she can even notice her footprints under the condition of nervous tension, not to mention the person who is always chasing after her.

Realizing that she could only fight, Liang Zhiqiong clenched her teeth tightly, and simply broke her can, waiting for the man's approach.

Step by step, step by step, she was more calm than she thought.

Liang Zhiqiong's lips turned white, and her hands gradually lifted up and put them on the machine tool beside her.

When the sound of footsteps approached the direction of the container, Liang Zhiqiong began to act coldly. She jumped up and put her hands on the machine tool. The whole person rolled on the machine tool. In an instant, she came to the container. She pushed the container that contained not only something, but also the accumulated container clattered towards the man.

The air was full of flying dust, which made people cough.

Liang Zhiqiong didn't hold the hope that the container would kill a person. Instead, at the moment when the container fell and the man retreated, the whole person rushed to the other side, narrowing the distance with each other, so as to achieve the purpose of close combat.

As for who can win the close fight, it's up to you!

However, the other side obviously did not give her this opportunity.

The man almost didn't step back. He let a row of containers fall in front of him. He calmly raised his eyes to see her in the flying dust. He raised his right hand and pointed the muzzle of a pistol at Liang Zhiqiong's head.

Liang Zhiqiong was immediately confused.

She coughed because of the dust, and her tears flowed out. When the gun was aimed at her, she froze in place. When the tears were whirling, she didn't even notice the difference between people three meters away.

"until you hear her, who is it?"

It's three simple words. It's straight and round with no accent.

Liang Zhiqiong only thought that her tears were moved by the standard Mandarin.

"Say the name."

The voice in the headset reminds me.

"Liang Zhiqiong." She raised her hand and rubbed her dusty eyes. Liang Zhiqiong gave her name.

"Come down."

The man looked at her and put the gun away.

In the blurred vision, Liang Zhiqiong tried to see the face of the person in front of her, but she could only see the outline. She could not help asking, "are you?"

"He company commander Feng." The man replied.

Salvation!

Hearing the name, Liang Zhiqiong immediately breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and jumped off the machine tool.It's good that she didn't jump. With such a jump, the dust just dropped off, and in a flash, she was choked and coughed twice again.

Raising her hand and patting her chest, Liang Zhiqiong rushed to the humanitarian: "I still have a friend."

Mo shangyun is a man against three people!

"She's OK."

"The one who just chased me..."

"Down the door."

The man's voice was simple and clear, his tone was really indifferent, and he did not show the meaning of friendly communication.

Anyway, it should not be easy to get along with.

Liang Zhiqiong thought for a while, and finally nodded to the rescuer, "Oh."

Vision gradually restored to the clear, but the man has turned to walk out, Liang Zhiqiong can only see a back of the head.

The man was so tall that even Liang Zhiqiong had to look up. Just a figure from the back gave people a sense of calm and reliable, which made people feel extremely secure.

Liang Zhiqiong patted her chest.

If she had not known that the man was married, her little heart might have jumped twice.

After he company commander Feng went to the door, Liang Zhiqiong really saw the man who fell at the door - it was the one who was chasing him.

"Alone?" He company commander Feng Leng asked.

"Well."

Liang Zhiqiong nodded with red eyes. She was so guilty that she did not dare to lift her eyes.

"Good performance," he company commander Feng said faintly, and then said, "let's go."

"Is that good?"

Liang Zhiqiong followed in surprise.

He company commander Feng: "yes."

Liang Zhiqiong's eyes flashed at once.

Through the phone, the two people talk to hear clearly Pengyu autumn, almost no blood to vomit to death.

Isn't it that the selection requirements of Sha Jian are very high?!

Isn't it said that the captain of Sha Jian is more demanding?!

It's a good performance. Where can I meet you so much? Liang Zhiqiong is such a fool

Peng Yu thought with gnashing teeth.

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the other side.

In the room.

Time goes by little by little.

Almost under Mo shangyun's eyes, the fallen man is slowly moving towards the direction of guns and weapons.

Mo shangyun was nervous, thinking about the possibility of winning over each other.

The person who points to her is also thinking about this problem, so the other party places more hope on her companion.

However -

as long as the second accomplice is given a gun, Mo shangyun is doomed to have no hope of victory.

"You! Who are you? "

The man with the gun on the opposite side asked Mo shangyun fiercely.

He still used English, but Mo shangyun could not understand him. He squinted and looked at him with a little doubt.

Her steps moved slightly to the side.

It's the direction in which people on the ground move.

"Stop!"

The man on the other side immediately called out, using stiff Mandarin, a word called earth shaking, as if shouting slogans again.

He could not help frowning.

She froze down and tried to find a breakthrough, but it was too late.

As soon as I saw the man on the ground, he would reach out and reach for the pistol.

A drop of sweat ran down the chin.

Almost at the same time -

Mo shangyun's vision suddenly flashed another figure. A fruit knife crossed a sharp arc from the air, reflecting the dazzling light under the hot sun. Then it stabbed the man with the gun from the opposite side of his neck, stabbed it through his throat and pulled it out mercilessly.

In an instant, blood dyed red vision, the man was killed by a knife, to death do not know where the ghost killed him.

That is, in these seconds, the man on the ground found the pistol, but he did not know the fate of his companion. He immediately turned over and raised his hand to Mo shangyun.

Mo shangyun's muzzle almost did not stop to shift direction. She aimed in the shaking. She did not hesitate to pull the trigger. The bullet penetrated through the man's arm, and the pistol just reached his hand fell to the ground.

"Good shot."

A cool sound came from the window.

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