Yan Jiucheng looked at Gu Miqing's video, watching it again and again, without saying a word, his face seemed to be calm,

Lao Hang paced back and forth behind Yan Jiucheng, he had never been so flustered, and he had never been in a panic, there was no cigarette in his hand.

This made Lao Hang instantly enter a state of rage, and his heart was in decline.

"What should I do next?" Lao Hang reversed the steady Jianghu qi he had practiced when he walked at the bottom on weekdays, and his tone was very frizzy and even out of control.

The hand reached for the pocket over and over again.

"*&%¥#!" After reaching out to his pocket several times to touch the cigarette but it was empty, Lao Hang cursed angrily, stretched out his foot and kicked the bed violently, only to hear a bang, and the bed board was almost kicked open by him.

"What should I do next?!Xiao Gu won't really sacrifice?!What should I do?!?" Lao Hang stretched out his hand and slapped the table heavily, and the notebooks on the table bounced up.

"Yes, what should I do?" Xuanlin, who had always been calm and rational, also trembled in his voice, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply: "I watched her disappear into the surveillance, but I didn't expect it...... ”

There was an air of despair in the room.

In this case, there is more luck than luck.

Yan Jiucheng didn't speak, just quietly looked at Gu Miqing's picture repeatedly, his eyes seemed to be glued to the screen.

The manic old hanger and the desperate Xuanlin, after the two looked at Yan Jiucheng, they were stunned.

I saw that Yan Jiucheng didn't have any expression on his face, as if nothing had happened, just sat there quietly, watching the video, and his hands that were originally clenched were also released.

And so on. Yan Jiucheng opened his mouth, stood up, and no longer looked at Gu Miqing's video, but turned to look at the place on the old hanging bed.

"Wait, she's ...... now Already...... ”

"I can only wait. Yan Jiucheng interrupted Xuan Lin's words and smiled coldly: "Otherwise, everyone will be exposed, if Gu Miqing is trying to find a way to escape, and we will only increase her danger if we kill her, so we can only wait." ”

Whether Gu Miqing lives or dies, he can only wait.

If you die, you can't collect the body, it's easy to be exposed, and it can be said that 100% of it will be exposed. After biting down between the teeth, the person's face will change, of course, not the kind of makeup-like change, but under the stimulation of the poison, the distorted face makes the original face disappear.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Lao Hang and Xuan Lin dimmed.

At this time, nothing can be done except waiting.

Because of Yan Jiucheng's uncontrollability, Gu Miqing taught him very harshly in the class of "adding food" to him: Once the team members are exposed, they must destroy the watch as soon as possible and bite the poison between their teeth, and other teammates must not approach to avoid exposure.

Yan Jiucheng remembered Gu Miqing very clearly on the day he said this.

That day, the sky was as blue as washing, and there was no need to turn on the lights in the room, and the sunlight spilled in and sprinkled on Gu Miqing, who was lecturing.

Her skin is so white, Yan Jiucheng thought to himself.

The sunlight fell on her exposed arms and slender neck, shining slightly, as white as a piece of cream, making people want to pinch it.

"Yan Jiucheng, you just deserted. Gu Miqing walked to Yan Jiucheng's seat, the light became thicker and thicker, she knocked on his table, and frowned slightly: "What do you say once exposed, what is the first action?"

The first action is natural, and the watch is destroyed immediately.

But Yan Jiucheng was stunned, and didn't answer anything, as if he hadn't heard it.

He really didn't hear it, his mind was full of beads and eyes were aimed at Gu Miqing, and his saliva almost flowed down. It's not to blame Yan Jiucheng for being lustful, but the sunlight through the window shone on Gu Miqing's body, through the thin black chiffon skirt, the body inside is hazy.

Yan Jiucheng's first action was not to destroy the watch, but to stand up and salute with his lower body.

Her bumps are so charming, not exaggerated or abrupt at all, it is Yan Jiucheng's favorite figure: she looks thin when she strips, she has flesh when she strips, she can't control her chest with one hand, but she is light at the waist with the other.

And at that time, the flank, standing proudly, was right in front of Yan Jiucheng's eyes.

At that time, Yan Jiucheng's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the desire in his body couldn't be controlled at all, and in just a few seconds, he stabbed Gu Miqing frantically countless times in his mind.

All kinds of poses, all kinds of scenes.

It's a pity that the imagination is so real, but there has been no Gu Miqing's voice in my mind, the voice that men are looking forward to, Gu Miqing in class did not disguise herself, she did not use cosmetics to make herself ugly, she is so beautiful.

It was so beautiful that the man's muscles tensed instantly, and he longed to pounce on his prey like a lion, longing for the pleasure of the final blow.

"What do you want?" Gu Miqing's brows furrowed more and more.

"Spring is not called, it is done with real guns. Yan Jiucheng blurted out.

With a snap, Gu Miqing picked up something and slapped him on the shoulder, which was quite heavy, and Yan Jiucheng screamed.

At this time, Yan Jiucheng was likely to never see Gu Miqing again, except for the extremely blurry figure on the screen.

"I can only wait. Yan Jiucheng said these three words with difficulty.

Bang, there was another sound, Lao Hang's foot kicked the bed again, and scolded again in a low voice, scolded twice, and after walking back and forth many times, he walked to the door.

"I went to smoke with cigarettes, and I couldn't stand it. The old hanger's voice choked and left the room.

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High in the sky, a plane flew in the air, it was a private jet.

"What?!" a man's voice became sharp, and he stood up from his chair with the phone in his hand, his face full of disbelief: "Gray Hitomi is dead?!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several Caucasian men wearing black short sleeves next to him instantly became solemn and looked over.

"Fight against the people of the Nighthawk and die?!"

After hanging up the phone, the group of people seemed to be lost in thought, no one spoke, and after a full minute, one of them broke the silence and said, "The Nighthawk Organization is indeed powerful, but the gray pupils don't eat white rice, how can they be killed so quickly?"

"Yes, logically speaking, not, right?" The other person was also very unconvinced, frowning and pointing to the phone: "Could there be a mistake in the news over there?"

"There could be no mistake, Grey Hitomi was wounded by a sniper and almost couldn't escape. The man who answered the phone sat down on the couch and stretched out his hand to pull his hair, with a headache.

After confirming the news of death, although Lao Hang and Xuanlin still didn't believe it, the facts were here, and they had to believe it.

"None of us went over, and someone picked out our eyeballs?"

The gray pupils used to be laid out, which was equal to their eyes, and they went to investigate in the early stage, but now they are fierce, and their eyes are actually gone.

Before the battle was fought, he was blind.