Chapter 566

It can be said that Yan GUI and an Chen were forced out by Mo shangyun.

After all, the two men had a mission, and the white powder they found seemed to have no direct relationship with them. Now, as commander, Mo shangyun asked them to leave and go back to continue the exercise, so they had no reason to stay.

Although, after leaving for a period of time, Yan GUI thought of a way to secretly report the matter to another officer Ji Ruonan.

Mo shangyun went on looking for traces.

She hardly wants to look for it. All traces are easily exposed, which can be regarded as no anti reconnaissance skill. In addition to the obvious white powder, there was no trace on the road after that, which made people feel that the powder was deliberately sprinkled.

This represents a kind of naive and ridiculous trap. Because it is too naive and does not conform to common sense, it is more like a kind of temptation.

She seemed to see someone clearly saying to her --

"no matter how good or bad the arrangement is, you will come here, so please forgive us for our perfunctory. "Mo shangyun explored the way with his rifle and walked forward step by step. His action of hitting the branches and shrubs in front of him with his rifle was full of unknown anger.

In this way, as a half lame, she walked five kilometers.

She was really amazed that this kind of deliberately artificial trap could be pulled so long, and she was not afraid that she would go astray if she was not careful.

When she reached the most obvious spot, she stopped.

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

She raised her eyes to observe the situation around her, but she carefully scanned the front, but she did not see anything unusual.

Then she heard a slight movement behind her.

"Mo'er."

Two words in my ears.

Familiar, strange.

Familiar voice and address, strange is intonation and feeling.

Mo shangyun's right hand moved, a scabbard sword fell into the palm of her hand, and she grasped the handle.

She turned around.

For a moment, the tall and straight figure came into view. The wind blew through the gap in the dense jungle, and the hair under the helmet fluttered gently, making her neck itchy.

Her pupils shrank, and the cold and murderous air at the bottom of her eyes mingled and mingled, like a sharp blade, flying straight into the shadow that suddenly fell into the fundus of her eyes in this dark and narrow space.

The sky seemed darker. Dark clouds covered the sky, and the light was blocked by dense jungle layers. It was clearly day, but it was like night.

The man was standing two meters away from her - coming out of the jungle nearby.

He was tall and straight, dressed in black, loose casual clothes and a wide brimmed hat. However, from Mo shangyun's point of view, he did not hide his appearance.

The familiar appearance, sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes in my memory reveal the sharpness everywhere, but they are surprisingly much more convergent than before. The facial features are handsome, the lines are deep, and the temperament is more mature. The whole body is full of awe inspiring dignity and pressure.

Can, that pair of forever elusive eyes, as if lifting an eyelid, and will smile with you at any time.

The light is very dark, Mo shangyun saw this ghost like appearance of the man, there is no half close meaning.

She was even in a trance.

What's his name?

It doesn't matter. It doesn't have to be the real name anyway.

The man looked at her, and saw her rarely seen look of embarrassment - a helmet, hair and clothes stained with dirt when jumping out of the car. Her beautiful and delicate face was smeared with military oil paint, which was scratched with blood by branches. In his left hand, he held a Type 95 automatic rifle as a crutch, and the trouser legs were stained with mud and stains along the way.

He laughed.

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

He had never seen Mo shangyun in such a mess.

"You want to kill me."

He took a step forward, his leather boots stepped on the grass, and the dead branches were broken, making a sudden sound.

However, no one noticed the sound.

He looked at her, she also looked at him, one is like a stroll in the court, the other is full of vigilance.

"Yes."

Mo Shang Yun spits out a word coldly and grabs the knuckle of the dagger and turns white.

Can, in hearing her so simple answer, the man's eyebrow smile deeper, he almost firmly said: "you can't start."

"Not necessarily."

Mo shangyun was staring at him, and his voice became colder.

"There's a lot more you want to know."

When he said this, he had come to Mo shangyun.

Mo shangyun grabs the hand of the dagger and is caught in the moment when he lowers his head.

Mo shangyun seemed to be frozen, did not move, also did not break free.

He guessed everything.

She still has a lot of mysteries to solve. She can't kill him here.On the contrary -

"but," the man slightly lowered his head and leaned close to her ear. Like a whisper, the words suddenly floated to her ear, "Mo'er, I'm here to kill you."

Mo'er, I'm here to kill you.

Report, we blew up the blue headquarters.

Two voices came from the same moment, and the voice of the left ear at that moment was like a mirage.

Mo shangyun seemed to wake up suddenly.

The channel cheered, but the pain from her wrist made her unable to respond.

As soon as the strength of the dagger became loose, the dagger fell into the hands of the man, and Mo shangyun also launched an attack on the man at the same time.

Right wrist, left foot wrist, the pain made her a little breathless.

She can win him when she's not hurt.

In fact, he lost every time.

This time, however, she was knocked to the ground at a very fast speed and was subdued.

At the moment when she fell to the ground, Mo shangyun thought that if she didn't die this time, she must take a bullet to put on her body, or a bullet to pierce her heart. Anyway, she didn't want to know anything about it.

"Hurt your foot?"

The man first found her wrong, and then pressed her on the ground, a hand touched her left foot down.

When he touched her left ankle, he observed Mo shangyun's expression. He seemed to be playing a prank. He just wanted to curse his mother.

"Damn it!"

Mo shangyun also really scolded.

The two rings fell into the palm of her hand. Mo shangyun bit her teeth. A silver thread that was too thin to capture ran through the air and wrapped the man's left hand against her throat. With a little effort, the silver thread pierced into the skin and blood suddenly appeared.

"Oh."

The man seemed surprised at the weapon of destruction he had never seen before, and with a low smile he took his hand back.

Mo shangyun elbow to the ground, just want to take the opportunity to escape, but the man's eyes flash, grab the right hand of the dagger, mercilessly down.

The dagger, which was well maintained by Mo shangyun, easily pierced her military boots and skin, almost penetrating the whole sole of her foot.

Get it!

She was hurt by her own weapon. She didn't even dare to die. She was afraid to see her master in the underworld, which would be humiliating.

This time, Mo Shang Yun was so painful that she couldn't even scold her mother.

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

When he looked back, he didn't even have any expression. He was cold and calm. Maybe, he looked forward to Mo shangyun's expression at the moment.

Mo shangyun nearly fainted from pain.

He pressed her shoulder, bowed his head, and approached her affectionately. He studied her face carefully. The pain covered her face with sweat.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you." His bloody hand from the wound of silver silk cut her forehead, leaving a bloodstain. "I just want to see how clean and thorough you have forgotten your master and your hatred."

Mo shangyun did not speak because of pain and anger.

She heard him ask her in his coldest voice, "because of that man?"

Then she heard herself ask him in a very unstable voice, "what's your relationship with Black Hawk?"

They asked each other, and no one answered.

He reminded her of the day word by word.

Blood, explosions, sacrifices, and hearts.

Everything that she tried to forget, everything that everyone wanted her to forget, was awoken cruelly by him word by word.

And then let her be sure that he is indeed her enemy, a mortal enemy.

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

She did not know where the strength came from, struggling to cut his neck, in the moment she was about to strangle him, he gave her a knife, she almost powerlessly lost consciousness.

And --

in a trance, she seemed to hear Yan Tianxing's voice.

And the familiar sound of gunfire.

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