Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"Want to go to the special forces?"

"I am I..."

Liang Zhiqiong stuttered at once, somewhat flattered, and at the same time reluctantly kept a little calm. He didn't nod in his surrender to Ye Qianxiao's consciousness.

However, Peng Yuqiu, who has been talking to Liang Zhiqiong, was relieved because Liang Zhiqiong and Mo Shangyun were out of danger. Although the earphones were hung in his ears, he took the glass in his hand and took a glass of water.

He was dying. Ye Qianxiao was drinking water when he was talking. Hearing the sudden invitation, Peng Yuqiu was choked by water.

Yan Tianxing, who was on the phone, still had a mobile phone in his hand, and glimpsed Peng Yuqiu's movements. His cool eyes swept away, with a cold and dangerous atmosphere.

Peng Yuqiu shuddered, raised his hand to cover the delivery microphone of the headset, and then looked at him: "Yan Ye, you may be digging the wall."

"Ok?"

Yan Tian Xing Leng narrowed his eyes, and the murderous eyes were raging.

After a pause of two seconds, Peng Yuqiu made psychological preparations and then said: "Ye Qianxiao just invited Liang Zhiqiong to go to the sword, and I will also invite Mo Shangyun."

can--

Peng Yuqiu, who was looking forward to Yan Tianxing's united front, saw that Yan Tianxing's austerity did not gradually loosen, and there was no point to worry about it.

Peng Yuqiu blinked and had an ominous hunch.

"No one will invite Mo Shangyun when she invites." Yan Tian Xing Yun said lightly, as if he had a full confidence.

"why?"

Peng Yuqiu's ominous hunch came true, and he couldn't help but ask.

Yan Tianxing handed him a cold eye--

"Why do I need to tell you? 』

Peng Yuqiu was a little bit embarrassed, and had lost the time with Yan Tianxing for some time, so he gradually recovered.

It is estimated that Ye Ye has already greeted him there.

Moreover, anyone who knew that Mo Shangyun might become an instructor of the new special operations force would not take the initiative to invite her.

If you invite people over, can you afford a higher position?

It seems impossible.

However, Liang Zhiqiong...

Peng Yuqi felt cold in autumn.

He pondered for a while, and just wanted to talk to Liang Zhiqiong, but the sound of Mo Shangyun came from the headset again-

"Sorry, I have booked this person first."

"..."

Peng Yuqiu almost didn't bite his tongue.

*

Inside the room.

Hearing Mo Shangyun's answer, Ye Qianxiao glanced at the two lightly, then hooked her lips and said, "OK."

His eyes fell on Ye Qianxiao, and Mo Shangyun directly said: "I owe you one."

"can."

Ye Qianxiao took this kind of favor from the good.

Seeing the two of you circumvent the topic sentence by sentence, Liang Zhiqiong couldn't help being relieved.

Although I have a fascination with this name called Ye Qianxiao, but just so hastily agreed to go to her special forces, Liang Zhiqiong still hesitated. And her husband saved his life again, and Liang Zhiqiong was also embarrassed to refuse directly.

Fortunately, there is ink on it.

Liang Zhiqiong suddenly felt that Mo Shangyun looked more and more pleasing.

"Hiroshige, you are handed over to you."

Clapping his hands, Ye Qianxiao planned to go out.

Helian Chang, who had dealt with Lu Yang's simple injury treatment, heard a frown, raised her eyes, and looked at her daughter-in-law who ran away from the pot.

"Well."

Ye Qianxiao turned around, tilted her head, and glanced at him lightly.

There was no obvious emotion, but when Helen Company looked at her, he suddenly had a headache.

"Remember the phone is turned on." Helian Changfu urged.

Finally, the two took a vacation together and dropped the two small burdens to play, but the result of such a thing is nothing to say, you have to throw the trouble to him to run.

If it weren't for his own wife...

No way, who called his daughter-in-law his choice.

"know."

Ye Qianxiao waved her hand, showing a perfunctory meaning between her hands and feet.

"What about the cell phone?" Helian Chang asked with a sullen face.

"Did not bring."

Ye Qianxiao looked calm.

Helian Changping: "..."

Liang Zhiqiong and Mo Shangyun both watched silently beside them, silently saying nothing.

Originally I wanted to show the life-saving benefactor that my mobile phone can be given, but Liang Zhiqiong touched the headset and found out that his mobile phone had been shut down without power, and I did not know when to hang up with Peng Yuqiu.

"I brought it." Mo Shangyun pulled out his phone, and then said to Qian Qianxiao, "Let's go together."

Since it was determined that Lu Yang would "die" for a while, and when he noticed Lu Yang's injury while sneaking in, he asked Yan Tianxing to call an ambulance. This time should be approaching.

Continue to stay here and wait for the police to come, and then it is tossing to be taken to the police station to ask questions, and Mo Shangjun also has the idea of ​​leaving.

As for Lu Yang, waiting to see him after the police leave should have no effect.

"Row."

Ye Qianxiao nodded politely.

"What about me?" Liang Zhiqiong tried hard to show his sense of existence.

"Do you want to stay here?" Mo Shangjun asked rhetorically.

Liang Zhiqiong immediately understood and nodded hurriedly, "Let's go together."

With a shrug, Mo Shangjun looked at Liang Zhiqiong and Ye Qianxiao. The three of them met, and then tacitly abandoned Helian Changfeng and Lu Yang, and walked out of the abandoned factory together.

When they left the abandoned factory, the three heard the whistle of the ambulance and glanced at each other. After confirming that Lu Yang was not in danger, the three left.

Ye Qianxiao left the car key to Helian Changfeng, so that Helian Changfeng could come to pick her up at that time, and then she took a generous seat in the front seat of Mo Shangyun.

Liang Zhiqiong couldn't afford to bother him, his mind was still full of the miserable state of the two dead people, sitting absently behind Mo Shangyun, and obediently fastened his seat belt.

She thought that although she came back alive this time, she would definitely have nightmares for a few days.

There is no way to imagine that when you meet a rival, you will encounter such a thing. And she now seems to feel that the permission she saw in the morning seems to have happened a long time ago. When she thought of the outstanding girl again, she had no sense of inferiority and frustration.

Liang Zhiqiong bowed his head thoughtfully, feeling that there were many things that needed to be taken care of.

Driving the car out of the fork, Mo Shangjun drove the car back toward the city.

However, less than two kilometers away, the phone in his pocket buzzed.

Mo Shangyun hesitated and drove the car to the side of the road to stop. Then he took out his mobile phone and glanced at the numberless display. It was probably clear who the caller was. She gently tickled her lower lip, but it was delicate The arc is surprisingly cold.

Ye Qianxiao, who was wiping her knife with a tissue, could not help but glance at her.

"speak."

Click to connect, Mo Shangjun handed the phone to his ear, the voice was cold.

"Why not take the gun?"

There was a familiar voice over the phone, and the tone was also cold, without half emotion.

The ink on the ink was slightly gloomy, but he did not answer him aloud.

She took the gun, but didn't take him.

If he really wanted to help her, he didn't have to observe their actions in the dark. Obviously, dropping such a bag of weapons would have no other purpose.

"Mo Shangyun, you can't even kill them, there is no way to kill me."

Nearly determined tone, said a statement.

Then, Mo Shangjun cut off the phone before him.

At the next moment, shut down directly.

Oh shit!

Mo Shangyun's eyes flashed a moment of smear, but after a pause of two seconds, he concealed it in time.

When the phone screen dimmed, a cold voice came from the co-pilot's position next door, "There is a question I always wanted to ask."

"Ok?"

Putting the phone down, Mo Shangyun turned her head and looked at her with a little doubt.

Ye Qianxiao buckled her seat belt and tilted Erlang's legs. The knife was wiped clean sometime, and she kept playing in her hands.

That gesture, always with a natural calm, as if anything fell into her hand, it was all at ease, no need to worry.

"Hasn't you killed anyone?" Ye Qianxiao asked, leaning her head.

Listening to her casually asking such words reminded Mo Shangyun of her fierce decisiveness without any hesitation, as if life and death seemed to her to be taken for granted.

Kill, kill; never be merciless.

Liang Zhiqiong, who had been thinking about life in the back seat, couldn't help but looked up, staring at the two people in front with some curiosity.

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded softly, feeling sad and unhappy.

"Oh." The knife was turning in his hand, Ye Qianxiao seemed to nodded suddenly, but soon, she smiled, almost indifferently, "Only the first time."