Chapter 109

China, Nanxing, which is four hours faster than Dubai, is now in the early morning. Due to seasonal reasons, the sunshine time is shorter. Now the night outside is as rich as ink, winding and dizzy, occupying the whole world.

The beautiful and quiet Jinyu manor is shrouded by the night. The bright lights in the room are weak against the endless darkness, just like an island struggling in the night.

In the isolated island, Ning Ou wears a white shirt, rolls up his sleeves, and solemnly walks behind the desk. His eyes are so dark that they are filled with night water, and the lights are floating.

Sitting quietly for a long time, he breathed out a breath, got up and walked slowly to the window with his legs not neat. The moon was hanging high overhead, and the dim moonlight was overflowing, but he still could not escape the shackles of the night.

The night wind comes slowly, reverberating in the ear, whimpering, just like a light voice.

In peace, dark waves gather.

In ningou's trance, a light that pierces the shadow suddenly rises from the boundary of the vision, just like a sharp sword that splits the darkness.

Then there was a roar of earth shaking and mountains shaking. In front of the light, a thick cloud suddenly rose. In the cloud, there were also wisps of fire and cluster of light flashes, just like breaking the sky.

His dark eyes shrank in that direction

At the same time, the telephone in the room rang, breaking the peace in his room.

He went back to his desk and picked up the phone. Zhang Xun's voice, warm as jade, mingled in the gunfire, seemed to hiss.

"Ao, our warehouse has been bombed, and I'm surrounded now. Please send someone to meet me."

When Ning Ou heard Zhang Xun's words, he frowned and said calmly, "how many people are there over there? Give me an exact location. "

"There are four, but the other side is very angry, and the number is higher than me. I am now in the woods behind the warehouse, and the other side is killing us."

"Well, I'll come at once." Ning Ou hung up the phone, the murderous gas in his eyes came out with his breath.

Tonight is the day for Zhang Xun to check the number of people and equipment. In order not to attract too much attention, they choose to do it at night. The warehouse is their base camp in Nanxing, where they store all the weapons and equipment they went to Syria. Now the enemy's bombing has destroyed a lot.

In this way, the time to go to Syria is bound to be delayed. Thinking of this, he would like to find out the people behind the scenes immediately and solve it by himself!

Though indignant, the string of reason is still in the consciousness.

He took out his mobile phone and made a phone call. He made an appointment with the other party near his home. Ning Ou paced in the room, feeling a surge of emotion in his chest, but it was unreasonable to relieve it.

Glancing over the desk, he found that he didn't know when a box of cigarettes had been put on the desk, so he reached for it. Since he was injured, he has been very careful about eating, and he doesn't touch stimulating things.

When he lit the cigarette, he held it in his hand and put it into his mouth until it was half burnt. He took a deep breath. His chest, which had not been burned for a long time, didn't adapt to choking. He coughed.

Coughing for a long time to stop, he can't help laughing at himself, injured so far, but a few months, unexpectedly feel it strange, can't adapt!

So have been used to her heart, is not soon alienated, will not hurt?

A cigarette burned out, he only smoked that one mouthful, more time is looking at that wisp of light blue smoke in a daze. Until the ceiling was swept by a strong light, and there was a sound of cars stopping downstairs, he threw his cigarette and went outside.

Ning Shen got up early in the earthquake. After a while, he heard the sound of the door opening and vehicles entering. He knew Ning Ou was going out. When he opened the door and went out, he saw that the dark bottom was suddenly penetrated by a warm light. He went to the outside of the railing, just in time for Ning ou to come out from the inside.

"Xiao ou, where are you going so late?" Although the two father and son are still in the cold war because of the previous events, the previous sound makes him uneasy.

When the other party looks at it, they deliberately make such a big noise. It is clear that they are not afraid of Ning's family, or even Zhang's family. Then the other party will definitely plan to go to ning'ou and prepare a series of traps for him.

Ning Ou didn't look at the gentry at the top. As he walked forward indifferently, he replied: "you don't have to take care of this, just take care of your Ning family."

"It's dangerous for you to go out like this." Seeing that Ning Ou turned a blind eye to him, Ning Shen was upset. But his concern that blood is thicker than water made him remind.

"I don't know what you can guess." Ningou steps slightly, beautiful face like frost invades in the dark, edges and corners are indistinguishable, but sharp and pressing, mouth is still indifferent tone, "besides, I'm not you can't do to shrink head tortoise, the other party dare to shout in my territory, you have to be ready to be cleaned up."

No matter how powerful he is, he is not a good person!Ning Shen was stabbed by Ning Ou again. He pursed his mouth and looked down. Only then did he find that Ning Ou didn't lean on a stick or sit in a wheelchair. Instead, he came out of the room by himself.

He was full of emotion, but he didn't know how to express it.

"Well Be careful on your way It's useless to stop him again, and he can only tell me so powerlessly.

Ning Ou doesn't care and goes out.

Outside, three processed bulletproof cars lined up one by one. When the people waiting by the car saw ning'ou, they stood up one after another. Levin, next to the first car, took the initiative to open the door for ningou.

"Mr. Ning."

"Let's go." Walk quickly and get on the bus neatly.

Others get on the bus quickly, and the vehicles run wild on the road with only street lights.

The destroyed warehouse was still ablaze with fire. The golden red fire was also in general. There were woods all around. In addition, the climate was not too humid. The fire spread from one place to another and began to sweep towards the woods.

People around them have no time to pay attention to the fire. They are all chasing forward with guns, because they know that the target tonight is still alive, and they must kill each other!

Under the cover of his own people, Zhang xunmao spread his legs and ran in the woods. In order not to be hurt by stray bullets, he always took a circuitous route. Once he saw the good terrain, he immediately ambushed and killed the people who broke out and pursued.

After a run and a rest, the original Junlang's extraordinary appearance was rubbed by every inch of clods and black smoke. The cutting work is excellent, and the valuable suit is also hooked up by the branches and sharp edges, which split one after another. It's very embarrassed.

When the enemy saw that the other side was still struggling, and when they fled, they took advantage of their familiarity with the terrain and killed many of them, turning their obvious disadvantage into a comparable advantage. I don't want to fight against each other like a gentleman. I start to sweep with a machine gun.

Zhang Xun suddenly saw that the other party's patience was exhausted, and he began to kill unilaterally. He immediately hid under a stone. The bullets burst out all around, making the branches tremble, the rocks sink, and the ground smoke.

Dust and smoke dance together, which makes the dim vision even more limited.

"Fool!" The other side of the crowd exposed a fury, and then the machine gun was thrown to the rear.

After a series of actions, all around suddenly fell into a stalemate of silence.

The other side of the command of their own people around, while carefully step forward.

Zhang Xun suddenly hid under the stone and waited for a few seconds. He saw that the other side didn't move, but the sound of footsteps was approaching step by step, seeing through the other side's purpose. When the eyes become serious, if you are really surrounded by the other side, then you must die.

Looking at the time by the faint moonlight, half an hour has passed. Ao should be near here.

Suddenly a silver light flashed through his eyes. Zhang Xun didn't have time to think what it was. His body was faster than his mind and took action. Bending over on the ground, a breath of smoke came from the convenience. As soon as he fell, he turned around, raised his hand and shot at the man who was hiding in the dark.

Heard a low murmur, he knew that the other party was shot, casualties do not know, but can not move freely, that is true.

The pressure of the other side's shot turned him from dark to bright. The people who were looking for him before found his figure and immediately launched a fierce attack. The sudden gunfire accompanied by the silver light, just like the silver pearl, illuminated Zhang Xun's eyes. The smoke of gunpowder and the pursuit of gunfire can be heard everywhere in the air, so that he did not find a suitable shelter on the open ground.

Before the protection of his two people, against the footsteps of death, desperate to protect him in the back, while fierce fire, while pressing him to another dark irrigation from the gap.

The two men had protected Zhang Xun as much as possible, but a bullet from the other side was still hitting Zhang Xun's right arm.

"Ah He shook his arm in pain, and the pistol slipped uncontrollably from the palm of his hand.

Ling Shen, the two men who protected him, wanted to fight back, but they were stopped by a series of random gun sweeps at their feet to show warning.

At the moment, the three of them know very well that they have become the prey of each other.

"You'd better not move, or my gun will not hesitate to hit you in the head." A voice without emotion rang out in the dark forest ahead.

Zhang xunmao's eyes and eyebrows are full of vigilance and hostility. He covers his right shoulder with his left hand, and his eyes follow the voice. Under the heavy night, in the dark light, a lean figure slowly came out.

Under the masculine cuntou was a handsome face with no expression. The gray pupil seemed to be lifeless and turned a blind eye to the mess of the place and the blood in the dark.

Each step seems to step on his breath, which makes him feel obscure.