she's a rose she's a gun

This kid is a cruel character, and he can't stay after dealing with civilization.

Qian Zhongguo looked at Sun Xuao who was beside him, and when he was thinking like this, suddenly a man came to the gate and reported: "Boss, there is a woman sneaking around the gate, we knocked her unconscious and brought her here."

After speaking, a comatose body was thrown in front of Qian Zhongguo.

Qian Zhongguo leaned over to take a look, and frowned in shock: "This is... Mu Yang?!"

Sun Xuao's voice sounded from behind: "The person I was talking about has arrived."

Before Wen Wenming went out today, Mu Yang felt that his eyelids were always twitching. Ever since Wen Wenming lived as Tang Qing, in order to prevent Qian Zhongguo from sending people to investigate and follow her, Wen Wenming lived everything according to Tang Qing. The Yang family moved out, and Mu Yang usually couldn't meet with Wenming except when he was undercover.

When she learned that Wen Wenming had been invited, her heart was overwhelmed, and she almost fainted as soon as her eyes went dark.

As a female artist in the entertainment industry, she knew what such an invitation meant.

Mu Yang stared blankly at the Wanjia lights outside the window, bit her lips, and unconsciously touched the phone in her hand. When she came back to her senses, she had already sent a message to Wenming: Tonight, it’s okay if you don’t go ?

She hurriedly wanted to withdraw, after all, she had promised not to disturb the case handling plan, but the moment she wanted to withdraw, she stopped again, and her trembling fingers stayed in the air above the screen for a long time.

The news of civilization came in at this time.

Don't think about it, it will be over soon, don't think about it.

A line of clear tears slid down Mu Yang's cheeks and dripped onto the phone screen.

Mu Yang sat like this until midnight, and every minute she got later, the less she dared to think about what happened in Room 1 of Santa Fea Hotel at this moment, she felt her heart was bleeding.

Until one o'clock in the morning, a message "Zizi" vibrated into my mobile phone.

Mu Yang saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

I'm Wenming. I'm in a factory at the foot of Mount Naiqing. Can you pick me up?

Mu Yang jumped up on the spot, she covered her mouth, she couldn't believe it was true, how could civilization be in Naiqing Mountain?Didn't what you thought happened?

Fortunately, she still had a certain degree of vigilance, typing on the keyboard quickly.

What happened?How do you prove that you are civilized?

Ten seconds later, Civilization replied: There is a party here, they were pulled over, they have been making trouble until now, my mobile phone was thrown into the wine, Qian Zhongguo drank too much, I took the opportunity to run out, here In the wilderness, can you come pick me up?

A second later, another message: I love you.

Mu Yang looked at the last message, her eyes filled with tears instantly, she covered her mouth with her hands, squatted down, and suppressed her crying.

When Mu Yang Youyou woke up, the first thing he saw were bloodstains on the ground.

Then, immediately, she realized that she was tied to the chair and could not get free.

What happened?She remembered that she was waiting for civilization near the factory building, why did she come here as soon as she opened her eyes?What is this place?What about civilization?

"Mu Yang, are you alright?"

It is the voice of civilization!Mu Yang raised his head in surprise, but looked at the terrifying scene in front of him in disbelief.

Wenming was sitting on the chair across from him covered in blood. The brand-new baseball uniform was now tattered, almost like strips of blood-stained cloth, barely hanging on Wenming's body. John seemed to be covered in more blood.

"Civilization!" She roared heart-piercingly, the chair was shaken by her, and she desperately wanted to rush to Civilization.

Suddenly, she felt a stabbing pain in her right shoulder, and she couldn't help but yelled. She turned her head and saw that a cold knife pierced her body from behind, and the blood stains soon spread.

Accompanied by a civilized hoarse roar: "Don't!"

The knife was pulled out with a bang, Mu Yang was unprepared, she couldn't help but screamed again in pain, her body also leaned back, more blood flowed down the wound.

A man's voice came from behind, and seemed to be speaking to Wenming: "Say it or not! If you don't say it, I will continue to stab her!"

Wenming struggled to move forward, but the chair didn't move at all. Her face was full of tears, and she begged hoarsely, "No! Please don't! Come to me, come to me!"

"Pfft."

It was another knife, this time piercing into Mu Yang's thigh, but Mu Yang clenched his tongue tightly and didn't say a word.

"Huh?" The man behind leaned over to check, and when he found that the knife had indeed been inserted but Mu Yang didn't scream, he pulled out / pulled out / out viciously, and stabbed at the same position again.

Mu Yang's body bowed even harder, her upper body was almost parallel to the chair, she almost fainted from the pain of the wound, but she still clenched her tongue and teeth, forcing herself not to make a sound.

"Don't! Don't!" Not far away, came the desolate roar of civilization.

Mu Yang raised her head and forced a smile towards Wenming. She looked at Wenming's red eyes and made a mouth gesture.

A silent mouth shape, but Civilization understood, what Mu Yang said was: Don't be afraid.

Wenming's tears burst like a bank, and she almost lost the strength to shout in an instant, she just murmured repeatedly: "Don't...don't..."

The next knife was inserted into Mu Yang's left waist, and when he pulled it out again, Mu Yang was already sweating and almost lost any strength.

The accident happened in an instant.

Just when Takeshi was about to insert the fourth wound, two gunshots of "bang bang" suddenly came from the gate of the factory building, followed by the chaotic shouts of workers and the sound of gunfights.

"What's going on?" Qian Zhongguo looked in the direction of the noise with a look of horror on his face. He glanced at the two blood men in the room, picked up his pistol/gun, and said to Wuzhi: "Go, go and see!"

Mu Yang felt in a daze that the torture to her had stopped, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the blood from all over her body seemed to be rushing out from the three small holes on her body.

"Muyang! Muyang!" In a trance, she heard the voice of Wenming.

She took a deep breath, opened her eyes desperately, and saw Wen Wenming's bloody face appeared in front of her, and her hands were untying herself. On the chair not far away, there was a circle of frayed rope.

The moment the rope was untied, Mu Yang's body fell towards civilization.

"Let's go!" Wen Wenming put Mu Yang's left arm on his body with heartache, ignoring the fact that the wound on his left arm was bleeding again due to weight bearing.

As soon as he walked to the door of the office, Qian Zhongguo ran back sweating profusely holding a pistol/gun. He stopped and looked at Wenming for a second.

The moment Qian Zhongguo fired, Wen Wenming pushed Mu Yang aside, picked up the chair in the room and threw it at Qian Zhongguo.

Qian Zhongguo was hit by this, the bullet deviated from the track, and the gun in his hand was also thrown into the distance. His arm bears most of the force of the chair. When the chair was scattered on the ground, when he ran to pick up the pistol/gun, Wenming and Mu Yang had almost run out of his range.

The two ran towards the darkness deeper in the factory building.

Wen Wenming supported Mu Yang, and the two ran with all their strength, limping, and came to the door of a warehouse.Civilization looked inside, and there were many large boxes scattered on the ground, which looked very suitable for hiding.

Just when Wenming was about to rush in, Mu Yang grabbed her arm. Wenming turned around, but saw Mu Yang pointing to the right side deep in the warehouse.

Following the direction of Mu Yang's finger, Wen Wen saw two workers who were pointing and seemed to be counting the goods. The commotion at the gate did not spread to the deep warehouse.

Wen Ming gritted his teeth. If he was his normal self, it would be no problem for one person to bring down the two of them. However, according to his current physical condition, it would be very difficult for him to forcefully bring down either of them.

How to do?

Just as Civilization was thinking hard, a soft thing came to his mouth.

Wen Wenming turned around in surprise, only to see Mu Yang stretching out his forefinger like a green onion, gently wiping away the blood from his mouth, with a distressed expression all over his face.

Wen Wenming smiled at Mu Yang in relief, but unexpectedly Mu Yang said in a mysterious and low voice: "One for each."

Without waiting for Wenming to react, Mu Yang took out the left arm that was supporting her, crossed his fingers and started the preparatory exercise.

Looking at Mu Yang's earnest appearance, Wenming took a deep breath and started the preparatory activities together.

one!two!three!

The workers in the warehouse are squatting on the ground and counting boxes, but they don't know that the danger is approaching them.

Suddenly, a worker smelled blood, stood up, and just turned his head when he was punched in the throat by a figure. Another worker was about to reach out to help him, but was thrown over his shoulder and fell to the ground. , Both of them lay on the ground and passed out.

Wen Wenming and Mu Yang stuffed the two of them into the box. They put their hands on their knees and panted heavily after exhausting almost all their strength. The two stood up halfway, looked at each other with a smile, and walked towards the innermost part of the warehouse with each other's support. .

"Just here." The two found a relatively secluded place. Civilization spread out the surrounding boxes more scatteredly, and in order not to be so eye-catching, all the surrounding boxes were bumpy on the ground.

Mu Yang sat down on the ground, stretching out his hand to cover the wound on his thigh, which was the most severely injured, and blood was gurgling again because of the frequent walking just now.

"Come here." Wen Wenming looked at the scars on Mu Yang's body distressedly, and hugged her in his arms, their chins resting on their shoulders, hugging each other quietly.

"What is this?" Mu Yang felt the wound on Wen Wenming's left arm pierced by bullets in the dark, she held it up to her nose and smelled it, she couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"You got shot?!" she yelled in a teary voice.

Wen Wenming endured the pain and showed a smiling face, her white teeth could be seen in the darkness: "It's okay, it didn't hit a key part, it doesn't hurt, but you were stabbed so many times, I blame me." Her voice became more and more serious. The more depressed.

Mu Yang lightly scratched Wen Wenming's nose: "Fool, I wanted to come here by myself, what has it to do with you?"

When Wen Wenming heard this, she almost burst into tears. She sniffled and said in relief, "Don't worry, Lao Yang and the others should be here soon, just hold on."

The two patted each other's palms, trying not to let each other fall asleep.

"Civilization!" A roar suddenly resounded through the warehouse.

"Mu Yang!" Then came another cry.

Wen Wenming and Mu Yang were shocked, it was Qian Zhongguo!He found here!

Wenming made a silent gesture to Mu Yang, who covered his mouth, but Wenming could see her hands trembling slightly.

Wen Wenming caressed Mu Yang's right hand calmly, and nodded firmly to her. In the darkness, Mu Yang saw that her eyes were extraordinarily clear.

"Where is it? Come out!" On the other side, Qian Zhongguo was still rummaging through boxes and boxes. He seemed to believe that the two were hiding here, and even searched inside the box.

Hearing that Qian Zhongguo was getting closer and closer to them, Wen Wenming signaled Mu Yang to stand up, and the two quietly shifted positions.

In this way, Wen Wenming and Mu Yang played a game of cat and mouse with Qian Zhongguo in this huge warehouse.

"Be careful." When they moved for the third time, Wen Wenming gently moved the boxes in front of him to the two sides, clearing an open space for Mu Yang.

Mu Yang clutched the wound on her thigh, her movements were getting slower and slower.

"Boom!" Just as Mu Yang was moving, he unexpectedly kicked some part in the dark, and the noise sounded particularly ear-piercing in the quiet warehouse.

Wen Wenming didn't have time to think about it for a moment, and grabbed Mu Yang's arm.

"run!"

"Don't run away!" Qian Zhongguo's voice followed closely behind.

When Wen Wenming turned his head to pull Mu Yang, through the hazy sweat, he seemed to catch a glimpse of the scene of Qian Zhongguo raising his gun to shoot. Judging from that position, the person aiming at should be...

"Don't!" Wenming yelled, and jumped on Mu Yang. At that moment, she thought of how she jumped on Mu Yang when she was watching a play at the Central Theater for the first time.

The difference is that at this moment in mid-air, she saw clearly in Mu Yang's earthquake-like pupils, there was shock, fear, and——

The despair of losing a loved one.

sorry.Civilization closed its eyes.

I only have this body to protect you well.

Haven't had time to say I love you yet.

I am sorry.

"boom!"

The author has something to say:

Ah, what a devil I am. . .I was wrong. . .

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