Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

A black commercial vehicle was parked in a temporary parking space opposite the train station. The man in gray clothes in the back seat was holding a small and delicate binoculars in his hand, aiming at the gate of the train station.

He saw three familiar figures, two men and one woman, walk into the train station. Although the three were dressed very low-key and dragged a few suitcases in their hands, as if they were on vacation, the man in gray still took a look at them. recognized their identities.

"Gao Rose and the others went in." He smiled sternly, and said to the man in black who was the co-pilot.

The man in black was chewing gum: "Follow them first, and get off the bus after the rest get ready. Don't startle the enemy. Ali stays in the car. Pay attention to all the cameras in and around the train station. Keep in touch and cooperate with us."

The people in this car are all American agents. They all participated in the bombing of the Lakeside Hotel a few days ago. A slap-sized area was burned on his left arm, and the black-clothed man in the co-pilot was blasted far away by the airflow when the grenade exploded. .

However, according to the news he got, Fu Liang and his gang were also seriously injured. Among them, Fu Liang and his most experienced veteran agent were seriously injured and sent to the ICU.

Their operation this time was relatively smooth, Rose and his two flower guardians did not notice that they were being followed, and when they also caught up with the train, it was too late.

After early morning, the two people who had already figured out the room number of the Rose sleeper car easily unlocked it and sneaked in.

Rose slept on the top bunk, lying on her side, her chestnut wavy hair soft and soft...

The man in gray carefully covered "Rose"'s mouth with a handkerchief sprayed with ether, while the man in black pointed guns at Little K and Ah Lun respectively.

"Ok?"

The man in the gray clothes frowned puzzledly. Although the man on the bed smelled of the perfume that roses liked, and his body and skin seemed to be the same, he noticed sensitively that the man was not breathing.

He quickly reached into the bed with his other hand, and what he touched was not the warm, fragrant and soft body temperature of Rose, but the exquisite curve of silicone...

be cheated.

He said angrily in a hurry.

Everything happened so fast, it was like lightning.

The two thought everything was under control, but the man in black was taken aback by his words. Before the gun in his hand was pulled, Ah Lun and Little K preempted the attack, and Ah Lun, who was sleeping on the lower bunk, shot from under the bed. It hit the man in black on the right thigh, and at the same time his body fell to the ground very smoothly, avoiding the bullet of the man in black in time.

At the same time, Little K's gun hit the man in black in the heart, and then took advantage of the opportunity to roll out of bed to avoid the gunshot.

Relying on the narrow terrain, the man in gray clothes wanted to pounce on Ah Lun and grab the gun in his hand, but someone under the lower bed held a military dagger and slashed at his calf. The man in gray clothes fell forward and was caught by little K. Bullets grazed his neck as he rolled over the bed.

The bullet flew through the door panel and hit the window.

The woman hiding under the bed stepped on the wall of the carriage and slid out nimbly with her strength. The dagger in her right hand ruthlessly penetrated into the right thigh of the man in gray clothes.

At this time, the man in black was shot in the heart and couldn't continue, and the man in gray couldn't resist the three men's siege. Enduring the severe pain, he pulled out his pistol in time and fired several shots in the direction of Ah Lun and Little K respectively. But they missed. When he turned his gun to the woman who was attacking him, a bullet passed through his lung, and the woman turned her head to avoid the bullet he shot/crooked.

Immediately afterwards, the woman jumped up and slammed the dagger into the left shoulder of the man in gray clothes.

The violent fighting and gunfire in the carriage caused panic among the crowd. Passengers screamed and crowded to escape from the carriage. The order was once very chaotic. The train security personnel struggled to advance to the departure carriage while maintaining order.

When the security personnel arrived, the three of them had already subdued two American agents. The woman raised her hair to reveal her delicate features. She did look like a rose, but it was a pity that she was not a rose.

"The secret service is on a mission." The woman showed her ID card to the security personnel sassyly.

Outside the car window, the night fell like a pool of stagnant water, and the half-covered crescent moon hung alone in the sky.

In the double sleeper car, Fu Liang and Ji Jiu sat on the bed respectively, and a sumptuous Western-style meal was placed on the small solid wood round table in the middle.

However, at this moment, most of the plates were empty, and there were only two desserts left in each of the two small discs.

There is also a bottle of expensive red wine on the table, and there is still a third of the red wine in the bottle.

Oh no, there were three empty red wine bottles placed upside down on the ground.

Holding a dangling red wine glass in his right hand, Ji Jiu got up and sat beside Fu Liang. His cheeks were flushed with intoxication, and he handed the red wine in his hand to Fu Liang's lips.

Fu Liang tilted his head against the wall of the carriage, gently pushed his arm away, his eyes were blurred and intoxicated: "Farewell, if you drink any more, you will be drunk."

"I think you're already drunk."

Ji Jiu was delighted in his heart, he handed the wine glass to Fu Liang's lips without hesitation, and persuaded him softly: "Honey, drink a little more, with me here, what are you afraid of?"

His free hand was also very dishonest when he spoke.

Fu Liang's cheeks, earlobes and even neck were flushed red by his teasing, like a ripe red tomato.

"My mission is to protect you. What if someone hurts you while I'm drunk?" Fu Liangmi squinted her eyes slightly, her head was too heavy to lift.

Ji Jiu smiled slightly, and when he heard him say that he wanted to protect himself, even though it was only because of the mission, he still felt sweet in his heart.

"Baby, you have to believe in yourself. Our plan was successful. The killers were led to Little K and Ah Lun. We are safe now..."

He paused, and took the opportunity to sip on Fu Liang's cheek, "Besides, if someone really cheats on me, he will end up just like Ah Yu."

This turning point was gloomy and gloomy, but Fu Liang's expression was unmoved, as if he was drunk and turned into mud.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that since Ji Jiu was able to get the bomb from the train station, it meant that the forces behind him were likely to catch up with the train.

It's just that he doesn't know where the forces behind Ji Jiu come from. It may coincide with the three known forces, be a branch of one of them, or be another group of people.

But no matter who it is, Ji Jiu is within a safe range for the time being.

Ji Jiu saw that he was really drunk, so he stopped trying to persuade him to drink, put the wine glass back on the table, and pressed him on the bed...