Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit: 423. Malicious [End of this volume]

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It can be said that Yan Gui and An Chen were forcibly driven away by Mo Shangyun.

After all, the two people have a mission, and the white powder found is not directly related to them. Now that Mo Shangyun, as a commander, asks them to leave and return to continue the exercise, they have no reason to stay.

Although, after leaving for a while, Yan Gui figured out a way and secretly reported the matter to another officer, Ji Ruonan.

Mo Shangyun walked forward looking for traces.

She almost didn't look for it deliberately, all traces were easily exposed, and she didn't have any anti-reconnaissance skills at all. However, in addition to the obvious white powder before, there was no trace of it on the road afterwards, and it became more and more that the powder was sprinkled on purpose.

This represents a naive and ridiculous trap. Because it is too naive and unreasonable, it is more like a temptation.

She seemed to see someone tell her clearly--

『No matter the arrangement is good or bad, you still want to come here, so please forgive us for our perfunctory. 』

Mo Shangyun used a rifle to explore the road, and walked forward step by step. There was an unknown anger in the action of hitting the branches and bushes in front with the rifle.

In this way, as a half-crimp, she walked five kilometers in her life.

She was really amazed that this deliberately artificial trap could stretch so long, and she was not afraid that she would go astray by accident.

Walking to the most obvious place, she stopped.

The next traces are very messy, as if they were cleverly hidden when they left-that is to say, this is probably the end.

She raised her eyes and observed the surroundings, but she scanned the front carefully, but she didn't see anything unusual.

Then she heard a slight movement behind her.

"Mo Er."

The word fluttering in my ears.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar voices and titles, but unfamiliar voices and feelings.

Mo Shangyun moved her right hand, and an unsheathed saber fell into her palm, and she grabbed the handle of the knife.

She turned around.

For an instant, the tall figure came into view, and the wind blew through the gap of the dense jungle, and the hair under the helmet fluttered gently, stabbing her neck.

Her pupils shrunk slightly, and the coldness and murderousness in her eyes mixed together, like a sharp blade, flying straight to the figure that suddenly fell into the bottom of her eyes in this dark and narrow space.

The sky seems to be darker. Dark clouds cover the sky, and the light is blocked by the dense jungle. It is clearly daytime, but it is like night.

The man was standing two meters away from her—walking out of the nearby jungle.

He is tall and tall, dressed in black, loose-fitting casual clothes, and wearing a hat with a wide brim, but from Mo Shangyun's point of view, he does not hide his appearance.

The familiar appearance in the memory, the sharp eyebrows, and the sharpness everywhere, but surprisingly more convergent than before. The handsome facial features, the deep contours, the more mature temperament, the whole body is full of palpitation majesty And pressure, the aura is intimidating.

But, in those eyes that are always elusive, it seems as if you lift your eyelids and smile at you at any time.

The light was very dim, and Mo Shangyun didn't mean to get close to this man who appeared like a ghost.

She was even in a trance.

What is his name?

It doesn’t matter anymore, it’s not necessarily the real name anyway.

The man looked at her and saw her rarely seen embarrassed appearance-the helmet, hair and clothes stained with dirt when jumping off the car, military oil paint on her beautiful and delicate face, blood stains scratched by branches, He held a Type 95 automatic rifle in his left hand to act as a cane, and his trousers were stained with mud and stains as he walked along.

He smiled.

It's like laughing, so it's cruel to laugh like that.

He had never seen Mo Shangyun so embarrassed, never before.

"You want to kill me."

He took a step forward, his boots stepped on the grass, and the dead branches were cut off, making an abrupt noise.

However, no one noticed the sound.

He looked at her, and she looked at him too, one wandering like a walk in the courtyard, the other vigilant.

"Yes."

Mo Shangyun spit out a word coldly, grasping the knuckles of the dagger and turning white.

But, when she heard such a blunt response, the man smiled deeper, and he almost assuredly said: "You can't get your hands off."

"Not necessarily."

Mo Shangyun stared at him closely, his voice getting colder.

"There are still many things you want to know."

When he said this, he had already come to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun's hand holding the dagger was caught the moment he lowered his head.

Mo Shangyun seemed to froze, did not move or break away.

He guessed everything.

She still has a lot of mysteries unsolved, she can't kill him here.

On the contrary--

"But," the man lowered his head slightly, leaning against her ear, as if whispering, words floating in her ears suddenly, "Mo Er, I'm here to kill you."

——Moer, I'm here to kill you.

——Report that the blue team headquarters was blown up by us.

Two voices came from the same moment. At that moment, the voice in the left ear was like a hallucination.

Mo Shangyun seemed to wake up suddenly.

There was cheers in the channel, but the pain from her wrist made her unable to respond.

The strength of grasping the dagger was loosened, the dagger fell into the man's hand, and Mo Shangyun also attacked the man at the same time.

The pain in her right wrist and left ankle made her breathless.

She was able to win him when he was unscathed.

——In fact, it is him who loses every time.

However, this time she was thrown to the ground very fast and was subdued.

At the moment when she fell to the ground, Mo Shangyun thought, if she didn’t die this time, she would have to bring a bullet to her body, and one bullet would pierce her heart. Anyway, she was embarrassed in a fight. What is she already doing? I don't want to know anymore.

"Have your foot hurt?"

The man noticed that there was something wrong with her for the first time, and the moment he pressed her to the ground, he touched her left foot with one hand.

Touching her left ankle, observing Mo Shangyun's expression, he grasped it like a prank and twisted it, making Mo Shangyun hurt so much that he just wanted to scold his mother.

"Damn!"

Mo Shangyun also really scolded.

Two rings fell into the palms of the palms, Mo Shangyun gritted his teeth, and a silver thread that was too thin to catch was traversed in the air, around the man's left hand against her throat, and the silver thread pierced with a little effort. Into the flesh, blood suddenly appeared.

"Huh."

The man seemed to be surprised by the weapon he had never seen before, and with a low laugh, he took his hand back.

Mo Shangyun pushed his elbows to the ground, just about to take the opportunity to get out, but the man's eyes flashed, grabbing the right hand of the dagger, and descending mercilessly.

The dagger well maintained by Mo Shangyun easily pierced her army boots, skin and flesh, almost piercing the entire sole.

Go!

Injured by her own weapon, she dared not even die. She was afraid that she would be ashamed to see Master in the underworld.

Now, Mo Shangyun was so painful that even his mother couldn't scold him.

The man released the dagger and let it go through the sole of her left foot.

When he turned his head, he didn't even have any expressions, indifferent and calm, perhaps, some look forward to Mo Shangyun's expression at this moment.

Mo Shangyun was so painful that she almost fainted.

He squeezed her shoulders, lowered his head, approached closely, and looked at her face carefully. The pain made her face sweat.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you." His **** hand was strangled by the silver thread across her forehead, leaving a blood stain, "I just want to see, you take your Master, how clean and thorough is your hatred."

Mo Shangyun did not speak because of pain and anger.

She heard him ask her in the coldest voice, "Because of that man?"

Then she heard herself ask him in a very unstable voice, "What is your relationship with Black Hawk?"

They asked their own questions, and none of them responded.

He reminded her of that day word by word.

Blood, explosion, sacrifice, and human heart.

Everything she tried to forget, everything that everyone hoped she had forgotten, was cruelly awakened by him word by word.

Then let her make sure that he is indeed her enemy, an incomparable enemy.

Yes, he didn't come to kill her, he came with the greatest malice, and wanted to pull her into his bottomless world.

She didn't know where her strength came from, and the silver thread cut through his neck while struggling, and when she just got up to kill him and wanted to strangle him, he gave her a knife and she almost lost it. perception.

And——

In a daze, she seemed to hear Yan Tianxing's voice.

And, the familiar gunfire.

－－－－－－Off topic－－－－－－

Unfortunately, Mo Shangyun is not as powerful as you think.

Unfortunately, I am not as capable as I thought. Maybe you don't like me saying that, but I did not write what I thought, my mind was empty, there was nothing, I even marveled at how poor I have learned over the past 20 years.

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Three words are specially added to the title of this chapter, so the end of the volume and the beginning of the next volume are not closely connected like chapters and chapters.

The next volume [Your Beliefs] well written is the finishing touch or the central idea of ​​the full text. If it is not well written, it has nothing to do with the full text.

To be honest, I am not very optimistic about myself because I am too ambitious but not capable enough.

If you want the hostess to hold hands successfully, you can take a look.

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Glass Heart, not accepting criticism, rolled away.