Chapter 657

It is still in front of the dilapidated red brick house.

The air was stuffy and hot, even the wind blowing at night was hot and dry. The moon hanging in the night sky did not know when to disappear. Looking up, there were only a few stars left.

The man went through the long ridge and came to the wall outside the red brick house.

At night, frogs come and go, croaking frogs are everywhere. One squats in the corner of the wall in a clumped corner, and calls incessantly. However, when the man approaches quietly, the frog feels the danger. He jumps out of the grass and disappears in the next rice field.

The man walked from the wood room to the kitchen, made a detour, and finally arrived at the front door.

On the left is the living room, on the right is the kitchen. In the middle is the statue of the Ancestor Buddha. The door is open, but there is no light inside. The doors of the rooms on both sides are open. The light in the room with the lights on casts light on the hall in the middle.

There is a kind of meaning to invite the emperor into the urn.

There were also four men in the living room, walking up and down, discussing in English what to do with the woman.

He glanced quickly and saw a white sneaker inside - she was wearing it.

The gun in his hand pulled out the safety, and he walked quietly around the door to the window in the living room.

But --

he almost stood by the window when a figure flashed on his left side, and the muzzle of a gun was aimed at his forehead.

"Coming?"

A lazy voice, incomparably familiar, but the clear tone of voice only cool.

As soon as the voice dropped, the man saw through the window what was going on inside.

is indeed as like as two peas, with four figures and figures, exactly the same as those men. But at that moment, the men were tied up with their hands and feet, and they were thrown into the bedroom with the living room. A woman was sitting on the floor wearing a cloud of ink, wearing a hat and sunglasses, similar to the ink on the surface, but not the ink on the ink.

With a few cards in his mouth, he seemed to be playing cards with those men.

But when she heard what was going on outside, she lost her playing card and sat up from the floor.

The man turned his head slightly and looked at the woman who was holding the gun and was approaching him step by step.

Mo shangyun changed into a long sleeve T-shirt of Sisheng, but he didn't wear a hat. Under his short hair, he was a delicate and beautiful face, but at the moment, his delicate appearance was stained with frost, not half soft and gentle.

Holding a gun, the T-shirt was slightly raised, revealing two slender legs hidden under military pants and jeans all the year round. It was as white as a sharp contrast with the dark night. She walked through the window, and the incandescent light line in the room fell on her, and her skin was almost transparent.

When he looked at himself, Mo shangyun also looked at him.

Her hair is a little longer, covering her forehead. Her face is handsome, straight nose and thin lips. When I look at her, her expression is always irregular, bad, and a bit ruffian. However, both her temperament and appearance are mature, still bad, but more introverted.

Not the last time we met, but a little close to the memory of the appearance.

"Here you are."

He offered to hand over the gun.

With a smile in his eyes, he looked relaxed and seemed to have accepted his fate.

Mo shangyun stares at him tightly. The hand of the shotgun is very stable, which can blow his head off at any time. She stares at him slightly and takes his pistol.

At this time, a man with a round face appeared in the window, showed a pair of handcuffs, swayed in the light, and finally grinned at the man, "brother, although we have never met, we are sorry."

Said, the man with the action of no words in the polite, straight to the man to handcuff up.

"Go in."

Mo shangyun still put a gun against his head.

The man was obedient, without any sense of resistance. After listening to Mo shangyun's words, he turned around and walked in from the gate.

It was not like a captive handcuffed and pointed to the head, but a distinguished guest respectfully invited in by the host.

Along the way, Mo shangyun felt like an entourage. He was upset and drew a piece of waste brick directly from the window.

When the man heard the voice, he turned his head and saw the bricks in her hands. He pursed his lips slightly and the lip line became a straight line. She hesitated and asked, "isn't it?"

Before the words fell, a brick of Mo shangyun had been patted against his forehead.

Yan Tianxing had a wound on his forehead.

Wounds don't have to be consistent, but they have to be.

As for whether or not he interfered in the matter, then it's time to talk about it. Anyway, she doesn't like him now. It's very good that she didn't stab him twice.

Man down.

"Come on, do me a favor."

Si Sheng leaned on the door of the living room and looked at all this. Under the sunglasses, I didn't know what the expression was. But the corners of her lips betrayed her.

Mo shangyun glanced at her.

After Si Sheng, two men come out and help them to get up."To the second floor." Mo shangyun said to them.

Finish saying, Mo Shang Yun Dynasty Si Sheng command way: "below a few give you."

"Yes."

Si Sheng responded casually.

In the living room, four strong men groaned and tried to break free, but in vain.

Si Sheng moved his fingers, and his knuckles rubbed and clattered, as if preparing for the next thing.

Mo Shang Yun took back his sight, afraid that he didn't stare at him. The man slipped away and soon went upstairs with the other two people.

-- all the four people acting in the living room were called by Si Sheng, who didn't say their identity or occupation, but they must not be good at it.

They arranged the play in advance.

From the moment the curtain was pulled down, the play had already begun.

Mo shangyun and Si Sheng changed their clothes and waited in advance by the window where the person was likely to observe in advance. It was Si Sheng who fought with those individuals.

The appearance of Si Sheng, who was supposed to go after another group of people, naturally had been discussed earlier.

Although he was very interested in those people, the purpose of Mo shangyun's coming this time was not for them, but just by chance. In order to make the original plan go smoothly, Si Sheng was an indispensable factor, and he could not leave.

However, in order to relax the vigilance of the people following him and believe that she was the only one, Mo shangyun asked Sisheng to leave a distance, but at a selected corner, he let ease Yi continue to drive instead of Sisheng and continue to catch up with those people. Sisheng arrived here one step ahead along a small road.

With the help of Sisheng, the manpower was not a problem, and each one was more reliable than the other. Mo shangyun basically didn't need to worry, so he finished the plan easily.

Of course, all this planning stems from her confirmation that the person will come. Even if he thought it was a trap, he would come.

He didn't kill her last time we met, so now he will never let her die. He does know her.

But by the same token, she knew a lot about him.

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second floor.

He chose a stool that had been covered with dust for a long time. Mo shangyun asked people to throw the man on the chair, and then he personally tied the man's hands and feet to the chair. All of them were dead knots. Moreover, the strength was not light at all. The binding for a long time was enough to leave a mark on his hands and feet for a few days.

Mo shangyun searched him from head to foot, and even his fingernails were completely searched. Finally, he found a pile of familiar self-defense objects, and all of them were confiscated by her.

In less than ten minutes, all the external weapons on the man were thrown aside by Mo shangyun. The only person to be on guard against was him.

However, Mo shangyun did not pay much attention to it.

Although he is good at it, he can't run away with her.

After finishing everything, Mo shangyun waved his hand and let the two people go downstairs.

Soon, in the dark room on the second floor, only Mo shangyun and he were left.

Different from the first floor where people can live after cleaning up, those people didn't clean up the second floor. Even the air in the upstairs smelled of mildew. They were afraid that they would bring snipers. Even the doors and windows of moshangyun were closed. The only light for lighting was a flashlight hanging on the top of a man's head, which was hanging upside down. The flashlight hit the man's head, from top to bottom, the shadow was vertical and overcast The shadows were all over the place.

The general's knife went into the scabbard, put it in the only left pocket of the long T-shirt, and put it with a pistol. Mo shangyun picked up the mineral water on the table beside him, slowly unscrewed it and drank it himself.

Then, approach the man.

The mineral water bottle was lifted up to the man's head.

"Ah --"

sensing something, the man moved and made a sound.

However, before he finished speaking, Mo shangyun's hand tilted, and the rest of the mineral water poured down from the mouth of the bottle, all of which hit the man's head.

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