Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

A minute ago.

Outside the door.

"Take out your weapon!"

Pointing at Mo Shangyun, Ni Jie, holding a gun, approached Mo Shangyun, and shouted at her sternly.

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Shangyun gave her an impatient look, "I'm not?"

"Are you too rampant," Ni Jie looked at her sarcastically, "You are only a turtle in the urn, not qualified to resist!"

Mo Shangyun sighed, "You can try it."

Ni Jie was irritated by her indifferent, disdainful tone, irritated blood, and anger. Immediately, she made a look at the two people who were close. Two burly men, holding a dagger in their hands, went straight to the ink. Shang Yun rushed over!

Mo Shangyun lifted her eyelids and felt helpless, but the movement was not idle. Before the two rushed up, she didn't know when there was an extra dagger in her hand. As she threw it forward, the dagger flew towards Ni Jie's hands with guns.

Seeing this, Ni Jie subconsciously tried to hide, but took a step slower. The dagger scratched the back of her left hand. The handle hit the wrist of her right hand fiercely. With a loose hand, the pistol fell off.

All this seemed to happen in a flash.

In just a few moments, Mo Shangjun propped on the motorcycle with one hand, turned over and jumped, moving lightly and flexibly, easily avoiding the attacks of the two men.

Once again, she had come to Ni Jie, and the drop pistol was firmly grasped by her in the air.

Ni Jie was shocked, and subconsciously waved her fist and attacked, and the others approached.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun fell on the ground to avoid Ni's fist and struck, struck behind Ni's back, one hand extended from the side, the elbow was lying on Ni's neck, tightened without hesitation, strangled Her neck, meanwhile, grabbed the gun with the other hand, with the muzzle facing up, and pulled the trigger violently.

"Bang--" with a bang, successfully stopped others from approaching.

"How is it," Mo Shangjun's mouth smiled arrogantly, and she standing behind Ni Ai inadvertently leaned to Ni Ai's left ear, her voice was low and evil, "I am still a turtle in the urn?"

"you……"

Ni Jie gritted her teeth and spit out a word.

I wanted to scold her, but was stopped by the sound of the door behind him.

Two figures came out, incidentally, including the two hostages dragged on the ground.

For a time, all eyes were behind him.

Mo Shangyun also forced Ni Jie to turn around and face the gate of the dilapidated red brick house.

The light of the motorcycle was still on, just facing the gate, and the figure that appeared at the gate was also clearly exposed.

An Chen, and a woman.

The woman is very tall, more than one meter seven, with a well-proportioned skeleton, dressed in a thin denim suit, a long coat that reaches the knees, a short piece of hair fluttering in the wind, the eyebrows of the eyebrows, the nose bridge is tall, the features are three-dimensional, the temperament is proud At the moment of standing still, he looked at Mo Shangyun for the first time.

Mo Shangyun calmly met the hidden dangerous eyes.

"Mo Mo, let's talk," An Chen stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "You let her go first."

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun raised his eyes and ignored him at all, but stared at the woman next to him, "Just you."

An Chen frowned, not making a decision.

It was the woman who threw the hostage directly to An Chen, walked down two steps calmly, stepped on the snow, and stopped.

She said to the ink: "Talk, what do you want to do."

Mo Shangyun loosened Ni Nu, but the muzzle pointed at Ni Nu's head.

Ni Jie looked at her nervously, always suspecting that even if the gun went off, she could brazenly say that it was a pure accident.

"You want a USB flash drive, I want a hostage." Mo Shangyun ignored her, and looked at the woman in front. "Two USB flash drives, one on me and the other on my way, only I know the specifics. Orientation. Exactly, there are two hostages..."

Mo Shangyun lazily said: "Since the two sides are in a deadlock, it is better to make a deal."

The woman gave her a strange look, and she always thought this person was very interesting, so she nodded, "It makes sense, you continue."

"You are divided into three waves, one to find the USB flash drive; one wave to take the USB flash drive from me and leave it hostage; the last wave, just in case, take the hostage to escape."

Everyone: "..."

it is good.

well.

Especially for them.

What is her intention?

The woman was silent, thinking for a moment before asking: "What about you?"

"I have support, but they will only act for two reasons," Mo Shangyun played with the U disk. "One, I sacrificed; two, I rescued the'hostages', they would find the wave of U disk people ."

"You are alone, against two people?"

Ink on the corner of the lips, "This is my business."

The woman thought about it.

With the support, she feels normal, and no matter how powerful people are, they can hardly succeed with one person.

From the other party's words, it is difficult to determine where the real USB stick is, after all-

If she had a real USB flash drive, it would be reasonable for her to send a bunch of people to find a fake USB flash drive, but it would be too dangerous to deal with two people and save the hostage.

If she had a fake USB stick, she didn’t need to take the risk, even if she sacrificed, she could keep the USB stick, not to mention the support, but if the support needed to save the hostage and keep the real USB stick, then her existence would be insignificant. , Also not very consistent with her self-confidence.

This person is very delicate. Any possible arrangement is possible without revealing any flaws, so the only thing they can do is to keep a hostage with a group of people, find another U-disk with a group of people, and then drag a group of people with a hostage. Live her.

As far as Anchen's description is concerned—the existence of the second wave of people is to delay the time as much as possible.

Halfway, the woman said: "We need to discuss."

Mo Shangyun put the U disk in the palm of his hand and glanced down at the watch, then said: "Five minutes."

No matter how these people discuss, for her, the result is the same, it is better to decide quickly and go back to bed earlier.

After all, spending time with this group of people might as well supervise training in Huilianli.

"Yes." The woman agreed.

"This man," Mo Shangyun looked at Ni Jie casually, took the pistol, and pushed her forward impatiently, "Repay you."

Ni Jie stumbled forward and almost fell. As soon as she stabilized, she quickly turned around and yelled at the ink, "My gun!"

Looking at her, Mo Shangyun was surprised.

There are such uninteresting guys?

"Idiot, she didn't do you, she is already merciful." At this time, the woman's voice rang coldly behind her.

The implication is that the gun doesn't want to come back.

Ni Jie turned angrily, "Yu Yitong, you--"

"Nie, don't argue," An Chen interrupted her with a sullen face. "She was right."

It is said that although Ni Jie was unwilling, her brain gradually calmed down and did not continue to argue unreasonably.

Not long after, this group of people all entered the red brick house.

Mo Shangyun still stood at the door, looking at the door lazily, looking forward to them discussing a flower.

Just in the boredom, a mellow magnetic voice came from the headset, "Would you like to sacrifice it and give us a chance?"

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Yan Ye: Do you want to sacrifice?

Mo Mo: Ha ha.