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Chu Xun drove more than a hundred miles in one go, bypassed a big snow mountain, and saw that the pursuers had completely escaped from behind, so he stopped at a leeward mountain depression.

Chuanwu panted, and his voice was very low: "Drive further, in case you catch up."

Chu Xun: "Just spend the night here."

Chuanwu: "...drive back to Los Angeles first."

Chu Xun's eyes suddenly turned red: "If you don't wrap it up again, your feet will bleed a lot!"

American secret agents and agents have fixed schedules, so they go to work on time and get off the night shift when the time comes, so they don't stay up late and work overtime.Chu Xun guessed that a group of opponents must find a hotel to rest, and they will not come over until the next morning.Chu Xun carried a miniature plasma stealth instrument in the car, a fashionable gadget newly developed by the military, which interferes with radar waves and GPS locators, and the other party could not confirm their whereabouts for a while.

The air in the car was messy and hot.Chu Xun carried Chuanwu on his shoulders, and slowly put him down on the back seat. The slight movement made Chuanwu pant for a long time.When this person frowned, his eyebrows became more and more dark and dignified, his facial lines were slightly distorted, his perfect face was tangled due to pain and abuse, and his muscles spasmed nervously, which immediately made Chu Xun uncomfortable and his heart twisted into a ball.

Chu Xun squeezed into the narrow compartment, turned sideways, and tried not to hurt the other party as much as possible.With his back to Chuanwu, he buried his head in his work, and felt that Chuanwu's two big hands were holding his ribs and waist tightly.That deadly force must have pinched his waist out of bruises.

The bullet lodged in the bone seam on the side of the pelvis, and it hurt like hell.Chu Xun couldn't imagine that Er Wu endured the pain and walked a long way in this situation, and could still fight with others, with blood scabs sticking his pants to his skin.He picked up the warhead carefully, because the position of the warhead stuck was very deep and the angle was weird, just this one, he took a long time to dig.Chuanwu panted violently, suddenly let go of Chu Xun with one hand, grabbed the handle on the side of the carriage, and pulled it off...

Chu Xun's hands were covered with plasma, and his eyes were filled with bright red.A large amount of blood flowed out again, and the bone fragments were embedded in the flesh, which was difficult to clean up, and the pain was estimated to last for a long time.

He bit the corner of his mouth and bit his own lower lip to bleed out, as if it hurt him.He is not a surgeon after all, he knows how to do it, but he is not skilled.It was only before the battle that I began to regret. When Zhang Wenxi was with the kid, the two of them played cats and dogs all day long and didn't do anything serious. Why didn't they learn useful skills from that kid at that time!Zhang Wenxi's magical knife, lightly wiped the wounded area with his hand, and cured the disease, and applied the ancestral magic medicine, healed quickly by stopping bleeding and pain, why should he suffer this crime?

Chu Xun injected a small tube of anti-inflammatory injection into Erwu's gluteus maximus, reapplied the hemostatic powder, and bandaged it.

"It's stuck in the bone, no arteries, no internal organs."

Chu Xun said.

"Hmm... it's about oiling."

Chuan Wu comforted in a rough voice, knowing that Chu Xun was worried.

Chu Xun asked back, "Did you shake like this because of the oiling?"

"The shaking made me flustered and irritable, and my hands were shaking with you!"

The location of this wound is unbiased, in that place.Chuanwu's trousers were taken down to his knees, and his underpants were also taken down, revealing everything, bloody and bloody, which made Chu Xun's heart tremble with pain.

Chuanwu was wearing a pair of dark striped underwear he bought, and the pants were burnt with a big hole by the gunfire.The second master had to buy new underwear for his little sister later.

Whatever Erwu wanted, he wanted to give it to him, and it was not enough to treat this person with all his heart...

Chu Xun washed the surrounding blood with water.Blood flowed down the groin to the thigh, and the thick hair under the abdomen was also covered with blood foam and ammunition residue.His second martial artist is always on the bed, full of lust, the hair in the triangular area is blown, thick black and shiny, with a unique masculine smell.When mating, the hair would always gently brush to his buttocks, rubbing against the fragile and soft area between his balls and the buttocks, numb and itchy, making him very comfortable.

"The bullet misses a little more, and your dick will be knocked out."

"Your thing is useless, who can I go to in the future?"

Chu Xun muttered in a low voice, touching Chuanwu's lower body.Probably due to injury and blood loss, and his body was weak, Second Master Huo limply leaned to one side, hanging down, quite obedient.

Chuanwu said in a low voice: "It's not useless, it's easy to use, when will it not work for me?"

Chu Xun said: "From now on, every time I do 'that', I have to look at that scar on your body. There is a scar on the chicken, and this time there is another scar on the hip bone."

Chuanwu's eyes were as dark as ink, he stared at Chu Xun, and said masculinely: "What's the matter, don't you think it's ugly?"

Chu Xun rolled his eyelids: "It looks good, very handsome."

"Yes, the two big babies are still there, and we didn't break a single egg."

Chuanwu's face was covered with sweat, expressionless, very cool: "I can do it even if I'm dead, I won't let you down."

Chu Xun scolded with a smile: "Fuck, do you understand medical principles! If you are dead, you don't want to harden that thing, lie flat and let the master serve you."

Chu Xun endured the pain in his heart, his face was pretending to be relaxed, and he made Er Wu laugh, which meant to comfort others.He played with someone's two beautiful red eggs, and the result was that his hands were covered with blood.He couldn't speak soft and pleasant words.They are all men who do big things, and on this occasion, they can't whine and wipe their tears like a girl, what else can they say?

He looked deeply at the person, then bent down suddenly, with strong love bursting out of his eyes, he leaned close to Chuanwu's ear, and quickly whispered something.

Chuanwu's face was burning hot, and he slowly smiled, a real smile, and a radiance appeared on his blood-sucking pale face.

He made Chu Xun amused, a little embarrassed, but also very proud and satisfied.

Chu Xun blew hot air into his ears and eyes just now, without any shyness, and said, "Every time that thing of yours swells up, the scar also swells up very big, I can feel it all over there, the bulging , scratching me inside, itching..."

Chu Xun calculated the distance, from Vegas to Los Angeles, at least four and a half hours.They happened to stumble on the road at this time, in the vast desert on the border between Nevada and California, with no villages or shops in front of them.Even if you contact Shangfeng to call for support and send someone from Los Angeles to pick you up, it will take several hours by car, and it is already dawn.When Chu Xun went out to do errands, he didn't bother others easily, and he didn't contact the people in the consulate unless it was a last resort.The two sides are not part of a departmental system and do not know or trust each other.

Chu Xun is stubborn and obsessive-compulsive in his bones, and he pursues perfection in everything he does.When he came out to do work this time, he held his breath in his heart, and he would never let his opponent and the big bald bird succeed.He risked his own safety and wanted to keep all the people he wanted to protect, but in the end it was the people closest to him who were hurt... If He Xiaozhi and the others had a smooth journey and traveled overnight, they would be able to drive to the border in the early morning, and there would be someone in Mexico Over there to take them back home.

Huo Chuanwu recovered from the initial severe pain, propped his upper body up on his back elbows, and pressed his head against the window glass, rubbing his head hard from time to time, panting heavily.When this person endured the pain, he was even more muffled, silent, only frowning and wrestling with teeth.

Chu Xun hugged him from behind, his lips buried in Chuanwu's wet hair.Sometimes, "accompanying" is the best placebo.

Chuan Wu suddenly said, "Xiao Xun."

Chu Xun: "Yes."

Chuan Wu: "Ye and Daboluo, we knew each other before."

Chu Xun: "Oh... I have known him for a long time. I came to the United States to study ten years ago and met him once. He is very good, taught me a lot, and made me understand many things."

Chuan Wu rested his pillow on Chu Xun's chest, panting.In the dark, Chu Xun whispered about the relationship with John Wei that year: "I was in a bad mood and fell ill that year, just like a little lunatic. The whole person fell into a state of self-denial, depression, hostility, and resentment. I couldn't figure it out at the time, I didn't know what I was doing all those years, for whom, why I became like that..."

"Why Xiao Jun'er and Bowen are normal people, and I am the only one who is not normal. What I do every day is like trying my best to pretend to be a good person in front of outsiders, and then hide in a dark place. Experimenting, practicing, making my body more and more abnormal..."

"Uncle Wei made a special trip to see me. He didn't say it clearly. I guess it's because Mr. He couldn't bear it with me and wanted to get rid of the burden!" Chu Xun grinned happily at this point, embarrassed, "I make overseas calls all day, Arguing with him, losing his temper, and swearing at others, Mr. He took the risk of sending Uncle Wei over to do ideological work for me. If I don’t clean it up again, I will 'give up' me, and treat me as a 'scrap' and eliminate me as a functional person... ..."

Chuan Wu listened silently, his fingers gradually strengthened, and he hugged Chu Xun tightly.Xiao Xun never told him this.

Chu Xun said half of what he said, and kept the half.He would not tell Chuanwu that he suffered from insomnia every night, took a lot of drugs to survive, and the doctor diagnosed him with severe depression.

He was also embarrassed to tell Chuanwu that he was hysterical with Boss He on the phone, why do you control me? Playing with you... Spoiled and rolling, the child is ignorant, it seems that everyone in the world owes him, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

When we met that year, John Wei was wearing a beige windbreaker, a round felt hat, and holding a strong bamboo cane. His trousers and leather shoes were spotless and elegant.

The campus is full of fallen flowers and yellow leaves all over the place. After the splendor, it returns to calm.

The two sat face to face in the dormitory, looking at the changing colors outside the window.

John Wei said, boy, I know that you are struggling in your heart, you are panicked, and you want to vent. The experience you have endured now, I also experienced it back then.You have someone you can't let go of in your heart, you miss him, and you can't get rid of him emotionally. I also had it in my heart back then.

You have been wandering abroad for three years, and you feel very bitter.

Do you know how many years I have been out? 25 years.

You will go back soon, you still have relatives there, and you have a home.

I didn't plan to go back after I came out. I didn't even have a home there, and my close people... were gone.

Only we know how difficult and lonely people in our line of work are.In the eyes of uninformed outsiders, those of us who are full of literary novels are praised as national heroes and martyrs on the unknown front, all of us seem to be possessed by romantic feelings, personal heroism is invincible, will is tenacious, and we are invincible. can not.In fact, we ourselves know how fragile a person's will can be.Faith is sometimes hit by cruel reality, and faith is often shaken by being tempered. People who fought side by side yesterday may fall on the road in the next second and die one by one beside us.I will continue to walk because of the smallest thought in my heart, or one day I will not be able to go on because of the smallest thought, and leave completely.

John Wei stretched out his hands to rub Chu Xun's hair, comforting the children in the confused years.Boy, I can see clearly, I know why Lao He chose you.You are a persistent person with clear goals and a firm heart, knowing what you are after.Your superficial publicity and hostility cannot be hidden from my eyes. You are a person with a peaceful heart. You can endure loneliness for a lifetime. If you are sure, you will not give up.

John Wei watched Chu Xun burn out a picture on the white paper. The young man was handsome and energetic.Chu Xun shed two tears on the painting, then silently lit the drawing paper with his finger, burning it to ashes.Draw a picture every night, hold it under the quilt, face each other all night, burn it before dawn, leaving no trace.

Chu Xun seemed to be caught in a deep memory, with a smile on his face. Looking back on those embarrassing things now, he is not as resentful as he was back then. The happiness of reunion is enough to dilute the frustration of 15 years.Holding his boy in his arms, all these years are worth it.

Chuanwu suddenly said, "Draw me another picture."

Chu Xun: "Draw what?"

Chuan Wu: "I want to see how Yee draws me."

Chu Xun pinched the other person's face: "Just like you. I only draw for fun when I can't see you. Now that you are a living person by your side, what else do you draw?"

Chuanwu: "... draw another one, I want to see it."

Chu Xun couldn't find any drawing paper, so he drew on the car window.The night is cold and the glass of the carriage is covered with a layer of white breath. Chu Xun's fingertips are ghostwriters. His fingertips are sensitive to touch, and he has a bit of talent. The dots are connected into pieces, and he depicts a facial features with a freehand style, with a thin face and black hair. Stubbornly piercing the sky, he looks like the young hero of the Huo family who had fluttering clothes in the Yuquan Road compound back then, a silent, handsome and very characterful boy.

Chu Xun couldn't help laughing while drawing, and the smile swayed from his chest: "You were so stupid back then, chasing after my ass all day, you are so stupid."

Chuanwu said in a low voice, "Well, it's pretty good."

Chu Xun rubbed Chuanwu's head and teased this man: "The painting on the glass is not good. When I go home, I will fast for seven days, bathe in incense and clean my hands, and earnestly draw a good one for you."

Chuan Wu was sweating from the pain, but his cheeks were dimpled from laughter: "I framed it and hung it on the wall."

Chuanwu used to want to frame his big beautiful girl and hang it on the wall, so that he could look at it every day, it would look good.Now it's not enough, he wants to hang Chu Xun's feelings for him on the wall, Chu Xun loves him so much.A memory is worth a thousand words of confession.

That night, Chu Xun was lying on the back seat of the car, holding his Er Wu tightly in his arms, and stroking his hair.

The two faced each other, their noses rubbing against their noses, and they looked at each other silently in the dark without saying too much.

Chuanwu said in a low voice, "Driving back at night."

Chu Xun said: "The driving is too bumpy, you hurt, I will sleep with you for two hours, and leave in the early morning."

"Is it cold, I'll warm you up with a small heater."

Chu Xun wrapped Chuanwu in his arms, slowly heating up, and rubbing his warm palms against Erwu's back to resist the coldness of the desert night.

Chuan Wu's whole body was warm, he kissed back quietly, and suddenly said: "You can get hot everywhere on your body?"

Chu Xun: "Haven't you tried them all?"

It is a man's nature that half of the blood on his body is about to bleed, panting, and thinking about that kind of thing in his head.Huo Chuanwu followed Chu Xun's throat and chest, and couldn't stop looking down: "That place, you can also get hot?"

Chu Xun: "..."

Chu Xun lowered his head, rummaged and caressed the second master by himself, shook the pink bird in his crotch, and couldn't help being happy: "I, I, I will heat one... heat one... I will definitely heat it up if I go in! Otherwise, you Try it? Are you coming or not?"

"Hey, someday I'll do that to you."

"It can definitely generate heat. It must be so hot that you are very comfortable inside. It's very enjoyable. It's like making a spa for you inside. It's a 360-degree massage with no dead ends, and it also has hot springs. It's fumigated and massaged at the same time... ..."

The two of them talked about the obscene words between men in rough voices, three points vulgar, seven points sweet.

Chuanwu couldn't stand Chu Xun's gossiping mouth, none of his words were reliable, he was so fucking capable.When he smiled, he touched the wound under his lower abdomen, bit his lip and endured it.

Chu Xun asked: "Did you feel comfortable when I went in last time?...Are you comfortable or not?"

Chuanwu thought for a while, and said the truth that had been suppressed for a long time: "You didn't go in that time, and I didn't feel it—it was gone."

Chu Xun: "...I just said I didn't poke it in!"

"The information has gone in, but I haven't gone in yet. I blocked the door. The narrow door is stuck, and the second master can't get in or get out. That's an itchy heart. You still rely on me to bully you."

Chu Xun spoke with a hint of coquettishness, and pinched Chuanwu's face, not daring to pinch anywhere else for fear of hurting: "You bastard, lie to me, fool me, I have never done it on you, you wait I'll go back and pack yours."

"Wait back to Beijing, be at ease."

As if making a promise, Chu Xun suddenly kissed Chuanwu hard, and kissed Chuanwu's forehead a few times. The kiss between his lips was full of salty sweat.

Chuanwu didn't raise the flag to object, his eyes seemed to be really thinking, the two of them took a spa together, what kind of ecstasy would Chu Xun feel for him "like that"...

Bleeding, suffering pain, and talking about love, the two men are desperate in the world.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was bright, and the rising sun dispelled the cold air of the desert.The magnificent snow-capped mountains stand far away at the end of the road, like a mirage hanging in the air.

The follow-up agents and agents of the CIA caught up with four or five vehicles, trying to attack from east and west.

American secret agents are also conducting secret investigations and pursuits, which cannot be made public. They dare not be as grand as the police station chasing and killing ordinary gangsters.In the espionage war between superpowers, once the truth is revealed, no matter whether it wins or loses, either party will lose face, and it is not a serious business that can be put on the table.

"The target was found in a small town in the California border desert."

"Someone tried to attack the encrypted file inside the Ministry of National Defense online, the signal was intercepted by the satellite, and the location was determined!"

"This road comes from Vegas and leads here. It is likely to be the two Chinese suspects who escaped from the Belleji Hotel last night!"

"There was blood at the scene last night. Type A blood. Someone must have been injured. They couldn't run far. They might be hiding here."

Investigation team officials deployed nervously using walkie-talkies.

Heavily armed special forces members wearing steel helmets and bulletproof suits quickly surrounded the town, and slowly approached a seemingly abandoned and deserted single-family small courtyard with their guns in hand.

People in the U.S. military and police who work in this industry are actually quite afraid of death and cherish their lives, especially when they suffered a loss in the battle at the Belleji Hotel last night.This group of people was very vigilant, ambushed behind the bunker at the door, looked for shooting angles, shouted desperately, threatened, persuaded them to surrender, and finally approached slowly.

A group of three blocked the door of the wooden house, formed a dead-end lore from three directions, broke the door lock with one shot, and kicked the door open!

Secret agents quickly occupied the small courtyard, rushed into the house, searched around with guns, and looked at the ceiling... No one? !

The room was empty.On the dining table in the living room, there was Chu Xun's smart watch, and dense codes ran on the display.This is the use of timing devices and program instructions for manipulation, using network programs to continuously attack the Pentagon's internal archives and databases.

The leader of the investigation team looked on in surprise, with his mouth half-opened, he murmured: "Son of a bitch, we fell for it."

The man's face changed: "Run!!!"

The tall and fat soldiers who were fully armed turned their heads and fled, scrambling to be the first to rush outside the house. With a loud "boom", the roof was overturned, the cabin exploded into pieces, and the entire small courtyard was engulfed in flames.

Earth-shattering explosions could be heard two miles away, and the residue of gunpowder smoke floated in the heat wave...

Chu Xun heard the loud bang through the earphones.

It was so loud that it hurt his eardrums.He turned off the earphones, his brows were calm, and he tried his best to suppress the turbulent emotions.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to kill indiscriminately.He carried a seriously injured number and couldn't run.This was an accident that was not planned in advance. He had to find a way to get rid of the chasing soldiers who were attacking from both front and back, and the attack was really ruthless.

From the early morning of this day, Chuanwu relied on willpower to survive the initial pain and suffering, and then he began to have a fever and his whole body was hot.It is easy to cause high fever due to inflammation within twelve hours after receiving a gunshot wound. No matter how tough a person is, he is not made of iron.

Chu Xun held Chuanwu's hand and kept talking, as if talking to himself.

"Er Wu, I dumped those people, they are now at least an hour and a half away from us by car."

"Baby, hold on, it's coming."

"We're in Los Angeles, someone will pick us up."

"..."

Chuan Wu lay on his back on the passenger seat, did not respond, his face was flushed, the corners of his mouth were tightly closed, he supported firmly, and his palms slowly clenched Chu Xun.

Chu Xun drove at high speed in the desert, like a lonely wild horse, with thick smoke billowing behind him and vast yellow sand in front of him.In the distance, the bustling metropolis full of skyscrapers is floating in the heat wave, and the light refracts mountains and hills in the air, shadowy and shadowy, like a mirage scene, within reach, making people throb deeply, longing...