He folded his legs, and the silenced gun in his hand was naturally placed across the table.
The muzzle avoided Wen Xiqin's sight.
He leaned forward slightly, asking for advice, and asked, " Then when do you want to go back?"
Wen Xiqin didn't think much about the meaning behind her words, and said casually, "Ask me, of course I hope the sooner the better.
My parents have urged me several times."
Jing Mohao sneered, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world.
He put the tip of his tongue lightly against the corner of his lips, put his index finger in the trigger ring, and quickly rotated the pistol around his hand.
The voice came out softly, "It's hard to go back early.
I can send you back now."
"Now" before Wen Xiqin could say anything, she saw that the muzzle of the rotating gun in the man's hand had stopped and was facing her chest.
Jing Mohao still smiled charmingly, but his voice was as cold as the depths of winter, "Don't worry, I will let your man find you as soon as possible."
Before he finished speaking, his index finger had already pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out silently, spreading a gorgeous rose on the left side of Wen Xiqin's chest.
Before Wen Xiqin could retract the smile on her lips, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and then she lost consciousness and fell on the table.
She was the last chess piece placed by the Australian side.
He originally wanted to keep a counter-general, but he didn't expect her to be exposed so impatiently.
Even if he didn't kill her, he would feel sorry for her poor acting skills.
Jing Mohao put away the gun in his hand, stood up and accelerated his actions today.
Since the doorway was stained with blood by the housekeeper, Jing Mohao chose to jump out of the window in order not to soil the soles of his shoes.
As soon as I grabbed the window frame and stuck my head out, I heard the roar of sirens outside, and there were a lot of people moving in the dark night.
A group of people rushed out, shouting and shouting.
“Damn, it’s so noisy at night.”
"What the hell are you talking about?
Come out quickly, hurry up."
"What happened?"
"I heard that the power grid system was broken, and the wild birds outside flew in and set off all the infrared surveillance cameras."
"Wucao, this guy is so excited.
I asked, is the young marshal here?
If he comes, will he set us on fire?"
"If you keep your fucking mouth shut, I'm going to beat you up."
"Come on, come on" "You, wait for me" Taking advantage of the chaos caused by the sirens and the dark night, all the guards of the arsenal were dispatched, but they also fished in the chaotic waters, and their lax morals were clearly revealed.
Jing Mohao's eyes were bright, and he evoked a proud smile.
It seems that Li Xian and the others successfully broke through, but they did not expect that they could also introduce these wild birds to interfere with the enemy's sight and provide him with such favorable conditions for action.
Then he changed his expression, turned around and locked the door, picked up Wen Xiqin who was still breathing, climbed to the roof along the window frame, threw Wen Xiqin on top, and jumped towards the room where the arms were stored.
After all, it is a small arsenal, and the number of manpower it can mobilize is limited.
In order to keep the infrared monitoring system quiet during the repair of the power grid system, and to prevent the young marshal's sudden visit, almost everyone was sent to the woods to clean up the intruding wild birds. .
Even half of the people responsible for guarding the arms heavy area were transferred away.
Jing Mohao casually moved the muscles and bones of the remaining shrimp soldiers and crabs a few times before falling asleep with each blade
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