Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

This is it!She turned around and rummaged through the suitcase for a while, then found a bow, and tied it.

Turned around in front of the mirror, perfect!

Yang Zhuoying blew a kiss towards the mirror, her makeup skills have not regressed, and now, even her relatives who get along with her day and night may not be able to recognize her.

Looking at the time, it was two o'clock in the morning, and the agreed time was running out, so Yang Zhuoying acted immediately.

According to the shared location sent by Yang Xiaoyi, Liu Yun was hanging on the deck at this time. The intention was self-evident. The other party used her to fish out her companions, and then caught them all.

This time the rescue operation has a high risk index, not only the dangers during the rescue process, how to evacuate safely, but also the aftermath, which will test Yang Zhuoying's ability.

Yang Zhuoying naturally knew that this matter was extremely dangerous, and if it was not handled properly, it would delay the tasks of others, but she had no choice but to go.

The deck was empty, and there was hardly anyone walking on it. In the dim light, there was only one injured woman hanging from the pole, and she coughed occasionally.

Suddenly, the sound of an object rolling on the deck sounded.

The person hiding in the dark woke up suddenly, fixed his eyes on Liu Yun's position with piercing eyes, saw that she was still tied there, looked around again, and finally stopped on a silver object on the deck.

It can't be a bomb, can it?

After waiting for a while, there was no change in the thing. The man's tense nerves relaxed, but he was still vigilant, and the fish was caught.

1 minute, 3 minutes, 10 minutes and [-] minutes passed, let alone a human figure, not even a mouse appeared.

Could it be that he thought too much and no one came to save him?

How did that thing appear again?
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Knowing that this might be a temptation from the other party, the man couldn't help but sneak out from the dark, walked to the railing, first checked that the clues binding Liu Yun were intact, and then He looked down at the silver object.

Only in the dim light did the man see clearly that it was a bottle. The bottle was plugged with a wooden stopper, and he didn't know what was inside.

The man curiously picked up the bottle and pulled the cork away.

The next second, a gust of night wind blew by, and there seemed to be a pungent smell in the air.

The man frowned, and when he realized something was wrong, a burst of dizziness hit him immediately.

The bottle fell from the man's hand to the floor, and then there was a sound of a heavy object hitting the floor, which was the sound of the man fainting on the ground.

A few seconds later, a slender figure sprang out from the darkness, rushed straight to the railing, and quickly untied Liu Yun who was hanging in the air.

After being severely beaten and hung in the air for several hours, Liu Yun was almost in a coma at the moment, and even after being untied, she couldn't wake up.

He reached out and patted her cheek, "Liu Yun, wake up."

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yang Zhuoying worriedly checked her temperature.

Sure enough, he had a fever.

At this moment, a group of people poured in from the exit, rushing in the direction of Yang Zhuoying and the other two, obviously they were the people ambushing around.

The group of people rushed towards the left and right, and they were about to be surrounded by them, Yang Zhuoying made a decisive decision, picked up the unconscious Liu Yun, and pushed her down from the guardrail.

"Grab her, don't let her jump!" The blond man at the head shouted sharply, thinking that Yang Zhuoying would also jump off the boat.

After pushing Liu Yun off the boat, Yang Zhuoying prayed that the people who came to meet her would catch Liu Yun in time, and fled from the guardrail.

Those people saw that she was alone and had no weapons in their hands, so they didn't pay attention to her at first, but they didn't know that those who tried to block her way were all beaten to the ground by her, unable to stand up.

Since she was thrown into the sea by Yang Haining six years ago, Yang Zhuoying has been interested in training her skills since she narrowly escaped death. Not only her, but her son, too, began to learn Kungfu from a teacher when he was three years old.

The other party had a lot of people, and seeing Yang Zhuoying's thin body, he didn't pay attention to her. The pair suffered a big loss. When they reacted, she had already broken out of the encirclement and rushed into the cabin.

"Young master, there are people fighting below. It seems to belong to Mr. Lei. Let's just ignore other business and go in first."

On the second floor, the man with a country face persuaded the man next to him, lest the young master would meddle in his own business if his mind twitched.

Song Lijie had a playful smile on his unruly face, and his eyes chased Yang Zhuoying who was besieged by four or five people.

Her body is petite, her movements are nimble and ruthless, every move exudes the aesthetics of kung fu, her pair of agile eyes are shining brightly, it's a pity that her face is a bit ordinary, but he was still terribly amazed by her.

"No wonder you've been a bachelor all your life, and you don't feel pity at all." Song Lijie grinned, pointing Jiangshan carelessly.

"Young Master Lei, do you think I'm afraid? I look down on those bullies the most. With so many men bullying a little woman, I'm not afraid of being laughed to death."

Besides, looking at the battle situation, Lei Shao's people are no match for this woman at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Zhuoying had already knocked down the man who was blocking her way, and fled into the cabin.

Seeing that Yang Zhuoying was gone, Song Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief, since he disappeared, the young master should listen to his advice and go back to the room, and stop causing trouble.

"Go." Song Lijie withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked straight to the first floor.
Song Ming was stunned for a moment, and reminded: "Master, the room is on the fifth floor, where are you going?"

"Will be beautiful." Song Lijie said succinctly, Song Ming's face turned dark with Chinese characters, and he quickly persuaded like a grandson:

"Master, let's go back to the room. Anyone who is known by the master that you have provoked Young Master Lei will definitely kill me."

"If you're afraid, go back to your room by yourself." Suspecting that Song Ming was nagging non-stop, Song Lijie didn't even take the elevator, and went straight downstairs, unexpectedly meeting Yang Zhuoying who had successfully thrown off Young Master Lei.

Not daring to take the elevator, worried about being stopped by those people, Yang Zhuoying chose to take the stairs, but unexpectedly met Song Jiang Lijie coming down from the second floor with several bodyguards.

Thinking that they were also Shao Lei's people, Yang Zhuoying narrowed her eyes slightly, her murderous intent suddenly arose.

There are chasing soldiers behind and obstacles in front of us. We can only get rid of them in the shortest time. Otherwise, we will only explain here today.

Song Lideng was frightened by her eyes, and his back felt cold, as if he was in an ice cellar.

escape!
This thought flashed through his mind, and Song Lijie wanted to turn around and run away, but he couldn't move for some reason, and could only watch her approaching helplessly.

"Let go of the young master! We are not Mr. Lei's people."

When her fist hit Song Lijie's chest, Song Ming shouted loudly.

Yang Zhuoying turned a deaf ear to his words, stretched out her slender hand, grabbed Song Lijie by the collar, and pulled him over, like grabbing a rooster.