Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"The people in your hands are such a group of half-hangers?"

Slightly leaning his head, Mo Junjun's mouth was gently ticked, and when he looked at Shirakawa, a scornful and provocative sneer appeared in his eyes.

More than half of the people present could understand Mo Shangyun's words, and only a few of them were confused.

As soon as she said this, Shirakawa didn't see any movement, and others couldn't stand it anymore, and the sudden rage came up. At that moment, the murderous sight swept toward Mo Shangyun, almost inking Shang Yun was face to face in general.

But Mo has been accustomed to this atmosphere for a long time. In the face of so much hatred, anger, and hostility, it is actually painless, and he did not take it seriously at all.

"Compared to you, there are few who are not half-hangers." Shirakawa took her words angrily.

Not arguing with her, not angry with her, this echoing way of speech made Mo Shangyun annoyed for no reason.

Shirakawa gave a glance to the people around Xiaohei, and soon two people from left to right approached Mo Shangyun, directly grabbing Mo Shangyun's arms, limiting Mo Shangyun's movement.

And all the communication equipment of Mo Shangjun was taken off to prevent Mo Shangjun from secretly communicating with people nearby.

Mo Shangyun struggled for a moment, but in the end he still did not choose to resist hastily.

After all, her head was still pressed by Xiao Hei's muzzle.

This is, Shirakawa stepped toward Mo Shangyun step by step.

In a few steps, he came to Mo Shangjun.

Mo Shangyun looked at him coldly, his eyes cold.

Shirakawa looked calm and calm, and took out a dagger without any haste.

Kaba 1217 multi-purpose straight knife, known as the eternal blood hero on the battlefield. Shoot with a sharpened knife tip, wide blood groove. The handle is made of pure cowhide, which makes it non-absorbent and has a certain degree of anti-slip properties, and has been treated with mildew. The bottom end of the handle is a smooth iron ring. In addition to avoiding hooking or scratching the clothes, it is often used as a hammer.

This is a tool commonly used by Shirakawa and one of his favorite tools.

What made Mo Shangyun worthy was that the Kaba 1217 in his hand was given to him by Mo Shangyun while he was in the military school.

This was the last gift Mo Shangyun gave him before they became strangers.

But right now, Shirakawa pulled the knife out of the scabbard and pointed it at Mo Shangyun.

"Left hand."

Shirakawa said two words to the person on the left of Mo Shangyun.

The other party immediately grabbed Mo Shangyun's left wrist and pulled her sleeve up to reveal a white and tender arm.

In this hot summer, the blade is cold, and as Shirakawa hands rise and fall, the cold blade temperature is transmitted through the skin of the arm, and then with a tingling pain, fresh blood emerges from the cut wound. The hot blood expelled the ice from the blade.

A long wound, blood flowed.

Mo Shangyun looked at Shirakawa coldly without even frowning, and his expression was calm, as if the wound did not appear on her body at all.

Xiao Hei glanced at Mo Shangyun with anxiety. The hand holding the pistol was quite unstable, but it was only for a moment. When he saw nothing at the next moment, before Shirakawa issued an order, he still pointed the pistol at the ink. Shang Yun's head.

"The account is finished."

Shirakawa said in a hurry, and put the **** knife back into the scabbard.

Mo Shangyun sneered.

Go!

Dig such a big hole for her, the feeling is "settlement" for Shuijian?

If he was confused at first, but the wounds and pain in his left hand, Mo Shangyun successfully linked the cause and effect.

Nothing else, when she saw Shui Jian last time, she made a cut in Shui Jian's left hand.

Shirakawa tried his best to return the knife for Shui Jian.

funny.

Mo Shangyun just felt funny.

Funny that cannot be described in words.

She simply gave up communicating with Shirakawa and felt ridiculous with his last word.

At this moment, she heard footsteps on the corridor, and soon a familiar figure appeared in her vision.

"Release her."

A familiar and magnetic voice came.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and glanced at Shirakawa to Yan Tianxing.

He was still wearing casual clothes and had no extra equipment, but he was holding a rifle in his hand and was aiming at Shirakawa's head. And his sight with transmission power fell on Mo Shangjun steadily, even though he didn't have any emotions, but it was just a look, and it was also the same as a centering agent for Mo Shangyun.

Behind him are several armed armed policemen.

The battle outside is still in a state of intense heat, and it has not calmed down... How can Yan Tianxing as a commander appear here?

Mo Shangyun mentioned that it was a little unexpected, but it was definitely not a surprise.

At the same time, a few red rays came from nowhere and all aimed at Shirakawa.

Eyebrows, throat, heart.

Shirakawa was very calm, but Xiaohei guarded his heart, grabbing the gun for a moment of instability, and Mo Shangyun took advantage of this gap, his head tilted back slightly, avoiding the muzzle, and relaxed the other side because of her left hand injury. Shackled his left hand free, and then an elbow knocked Xiaohei away, and at the same time his knee hit the person holding her on the right. The other side released his hand when he was in pain, and Mo Shangyun recovered his freedom. .

The moment she was doing it, Yan Tianxing and the armed police began to act.

Suddenly the narrow corridor was flooded with gunfire.

Mo Shangyun pushed open the door next to him and flashed in directly, but before the door could be closed, Shirakawa followed, and Mo Shangyun quickly joined hands with him.

The left hand is injured, and hemostatic has not been stopped. Mo Shangjun's left hand's reaction speed is a little slow, and even the silk thread is not flexible, and Shirakawa has avoided it several times. Even though Shirakawa is slightly inferior to her in her hands, and her injuries are hindering her, Shirakawa has an advantage.

But in a few rounds, Mo Shangyun was suppressed by Shirakawa.

There were gunshots in the corridor, very dense. When Mo Shangyun thought of Yan Tianxing who didn't even wear body armor, his movements became a little eager for no reason.