Holding the dagger in his hand, feeling the sharp blade lingering on his fingertips, giving himself a sense of security, Leng Ji squinted his eyes and locked his gaze on their hands. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man watched her get closer and closer, his palms were inexplicably sweaty, his fingers nervously touched the pistol at his waist again, the smooth barrel of the gun slid over the calloused fingers, and a familiar feeling came from between his fingers, the man stood in place, paused for a long time, looked at the companion in front of him stiffened and did not look back, and the movements of his hands were the same as his.

I wanted to pull out my pistol, but I hesitated, almost the same movements, the same expression, vigilant and mechanical, and the stiff arms seemed to be out of control.

The closer the cold season gets, the clearer the small movements between their fingers, one finger by one, the cold season can see him put them weakly on the handle of the gun, the joints of the fingers are full of strength, and the cold season can feel their urge to pull out the gun anytime and anywhere from such a simple distance of two or three steps.

It's just that this impulse was endured by them.

In fact, to be honest, the cold season doesn't really understand why they are so stubborn, if it's just to not kill themselves, it's okay to take a gun out and intimidate yourself, or say that it would be good if you don't hit the fatal place when you shoot.

And they don't seem to have thought about the danger they will pose to them, are they underestimating themselves?

Look at their nervous appearance, they don't even dare to turn around, it's not like it.

Could it be that they have some other weapons?

Sighing, I don't know what they think in the cold season. Seeing them so persistent and entangled, it really makes the cold season very incomprehensible, but this is a good thing for the cold season, and she doesn't want to do it a few more times with the stupid thing of using cold weapons to fight hot weapons.

"You ......" The man in front of him spoke, breaking Leng Ji's thoughts, reflexively holding the dagger in his sleeve in his hand, looking up, Leng Ji glanced at him coldly, his cold eyes seemed to be looking at a dead man, and the words that came to his mouth were immediately choked, and the next second, the man forgot what he wanted to say.

To the surprise of the cold season, she thought that the so-called preemptive strike, they would take the first step before her, and she had already prepared everything to deal with this scene, but the two of them saw that she actually spoke first, obviously, they had no such plans.

"Huh?" Turning his head sideways, Leng Ji stopped, looked at him, reflected on his expression just now, forcibly withdrew his murderous aura, and blinked, his innocent expression seemed to be waiting for him to continue.

"Jay...... What about Jie?" Looking at the innocent expression on Leng Ji's smooth face, the man only felt that for some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of oppression, and he wanted to continue to say that the words disappeared from his mouth again, and finally he just subconsciously looked at Leng Ji and called out the name of his companion.

"Jay?" shook his head, looking like he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Right...... Right. Even he didn't react to himself, and it wasn't until he met Leng Ji's dark black eyes that the man realized what he had just said, and then immediately nodded affirmatively, his tone pretending to be calm, but his fingertips were still trembling. "Where's Jay?"

"Who?" shook his head innocently, spread his hands again, and put on a look of not knowing him.

Looking at Leng Ji's attitude, the man choked for a while, he didn't realize that between these three words, his hand had been put back from the waist of the gun to the naturally hanging side.

"It's a guy who is dressed and built like us. At this time, the man in front of the man turned his head in time, Leng Ji looked at him with innocent eyes with a smile, and clearly saw that his hand was on the handle of the gun pinned to his waist and did not put it down, as if he was going to take out the gun at any time.

"En......" pursed his lips, don't look over it in the cold season, as if he was thinking. Turning in a direction, Leng Ji could feel the vigilant gaze of the man from behind, and paused, she knew that this man was not as easy to deal with as his companion.

Aller, such words...... Then let's get you done first.

"I don't know. He pursed his lips and smiled, pretending to have a non-offensive expression in the cold season, just to confuse the man in front of him.

"Haven't you seen him?" The tone was obviously heavier, and the questioning component in the man's tone was a little heavier, listening to his tone, Leng Ji even suspected for a moment that he would take out a pistol and shoot at himself.

"Nope. Shaking his head affirmatively, Leng Ji looked at Shang Han with a slightly fierce questioning gaze without fear, and at the same time took two steps forward, walked in front of him, and looked at him affirmatively.

The man finally resisted his momentary urge to retreat, kept the aura he should have, and the vigilance and suspicion in his eyes never disappeared, perhaps this is an important reason why he can't help but retreat.

Forcefully let himself meet the eyes of the cold season, the man looked at her firm and clear eyes, with an unsuspecting smile on his face, with a girl's affinity, coupled with a delicate face, for a moment, the man almost wondered if he was looking for the wrong person.

"Then why are you here. The man's tone softened a little, there was still vigilance in his eyes, but the original doubts disappeared a lot in her firm attitude and innocent eyes, Leng Ji looked at him coldly from the inside, watching him lighten his guard against himself little by little.

Gee...... If it's usual, the cold season may think that it's good to just rely on your acting skills to fool around.

But now is not the time to do such a thing.

Lowered her head, a shy girl in the cold season, looking down and thinking about how to respond, the fingertips of her right hand swinging were still dancing back and forth beside the blade of the dagger, and the intriguing silence made the cold season think about when to make a move.

The man who didn't retreat let the cold season break into his space within fifty centimeters, although it felt a little weird at this distance, but the man didn't care more.

It's just that I don't think so in the cold season.

Now, Leng Ji knows that as long as he raises his hand, before he can react, he can slash through the man's throat with a wave of the knife, which is absolutely 100% accurate.

It's just that she needs to be aware of the reaction of the man behind him.

If he hadn't reacted and stood there dumbfounded, it would have been excellent, and he could easily kill two at a time in the cold season. However, the fat man's subordinates should not be so mentally retarded......

If he subconsciously pulls out his pistol all at once, it will be dangerous for him, how can he dodge his bullet without damage and still find a chance to fight back?

The man didn't have the slightest reaction in the few seconds when he lowered his head in the cold season, maybe he estimated the answer of the cold season in his heart, and wanted to carefully observe the cold season's expression after she looked up to judge the truth or falsehood.

It's just that he couldn't guess that the question that Leng Ji was thinking about had already been answered.