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After a pause, he stroked the dots on the handle of his dagger with the hand hidden in his coat. I looked up again and looked at the big man in front of me.

His gaze was as fierce as that of his companion, but there was no trace of a scar on his face, and he was obviously expressionless, but the natural wrinkles on his face made him look equally fierce.

With his hands crossed behind his back, he straightened up, facing the cold season, as if signaling that he didn't plan to do anything.

Frowning again, Leng Ji knew their intentions, but he didn't intend to deal with them.

Wang Chuan's impression on her was not much better than that fat bustard.

Turning around, the corner of his eye swept to the big man on his right, the scar on his face, and his posture of raising his hand.

Leng Ji still remembers that he sold his intelligence to the fat man yesterday.

Wang Chuan stood on the other side of the window, looking at her through the cracks in the glass, too far away to see the expression on his face clearly in the cold season.

The sun shone on the cracked glass, and the dazzling light showed a different feeling, Leng Ji opened his mouth, looking at Wang Chuan, who could only barely see his facial features, his thin lips trembled in the hot air, and he didn't make any sound after all.

Again, the big man in front of Leng Ji raised his hand again, did not get angry or speak, but just stood in place with great patience and raised his calloused fingers.

His gaze unconsciously fell behind the big man, and the body of the hunter just now was already lying on the ground coldly, the sun shining on him, and the brilliant gold covered his huge body, as if trying to cover up the blood stains under him.

Turning around, wanting to divert her gaze, Leng Ji didn't plan to stay any longer, and the moment she turned her head, the wound on the hunter's temple that was gushing with blood was once again in her eyes.

Set in the eye.

Extremely glaring.

Dahan still didn't make a move, but this time he shifted his position and stood in front of Leng Ji, and this time, the body of the hunter lying on the ground was once again completely exposed to Leng Ji's eyes.

Fixed, he looked away, looking at the big man in front of him who didn't say a word, without any expression, and his standing posture was the same as before, as if nothing had happened just now.

But he moved, and Leng Ji knew that he was afraid of his own departure.

The right hand hidden in the coat once again touched the piercing dagger, and the sharp blade made Leng Ji can't help but tremble.

Eyes moved to the position where Wang Chuan had just stood, the noon sun became more and more dazzling, reflecting on the glass, and in the cold season, only a ball of light could be seen circulating on the broken glass, and the people inside, dressed in black, accompanied by a long sniper rifle, stood in the center of the light.

Wang Chuan......

His lips moved, and Leng Ji remembered the hunter lying on the ground, with his pierced temples.

Thinking of this, subconsciously, his head seemed to ache slightly.

Forget it, I sighed in my heart, just to meet.

The staircase up the stairs was set up in the interior of the building, and the cold season glanced at the two big men, and then passed through the precarious brick wall outside, which seemed to be about to collapse, and came to the wall occupied by creepers, and under the gaze of the two big men, he took two steps forward, turned a corner, went up the stairs on the left, and disappeared from their field of vision.

Like the outer walls, the staircase is unstable.

As soon as I stepped on it in the cold season, the entire staircase shook slightly, and the feeling of crumbling came from under my feet.

In the cold season, I was a little worried about whether I would fall like this.

The thing I was worried about didn't happen, and I walked step by step, and the cold season soon crossed the last step, and what caught my eye was the sniper rifle that was all black.

Looking up again, Wang Chuan's tall and thin figure slowly appeared in front of him.

"Coming?" Wang Chuan looked at the figure that was gradually revealing in the cold season, carelessly, looked at each other, and then, smiled freely, and said in a frivolous tone.

He didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over the sniper rifle on the ground again, and there was no defense in his eyes that concealed him.

Under the glass, a bullet opened a finger-sized hole, just where the muzzle of the sniper rifle was opposed, and the crack in the glass spread little by little around it.

At this meeting, Leng Ji was convinced that it was indeed Wang Chuan who saved himself just now.

The next moment, when he came back to his senses, Leng Ji immediately looked up at Wang Chuan, only to see the young man in front of him looking at him with a smile, behind the heavy lenses, his eyes were bent into a crescent.

Looking at that expression, Leng Ji estimated that Wang Chuan had already noticed her distraction.

"What's the matter?" frowned, Leng Ji was dissatisfied that his small actions were seen through by the other party, he calmed down, looked at Wang Chuan with a cold face, and said coldly.

"I saved you," Wang Chuan opened his eyes, his brown eyes looked at Leng Ji, the smile was still on his face, and his tone was still the same, as if he was not affected by Leng Ji's cold words in the slightest. "Can't the attitude be better?"

"You're really not simple...... Leng Ji paused, looking at the sniper rifle that was completely black, only the sniper scope above was faintly shining.

"Each other, each other. Obviously, when he spoke, he was depressed and frustrated, but it sounded very bland, and it was only then that Leng Ji discovered that there was this kind of magic in Wang Chuan's words.

Ignoring whether there was another meaning in Wang Chuan's words, Leng Ji paused before speaking.

"How did you know I was going to be here," he pinched his fingers, and the cold season remembered an important question.

"You put down Xiao Ye on the other side of the alley," said in an understated tone. "I guessed the direction. ”

Xiaoye ...... back to the alley?

Leng Ji muttered the name in his heart, and then remembered that he had thrown the fat man's men on the other side of the alley before.

sneered, and Leng Ji suddenly realized that he and the fat man seemed to have such a familiar relationship.

Thinking of this, Leng Ji finally found that he seemed to have ignored Wang Chuan's danger all along.

"Who the hell are you?" looked at him, Leng Ji's eyes narrowed unconsciously, "It's not just a doctor?"

"As you can see, Wang Chuan," he paused, his eyes unsure whether intentionally or unintentionally aimed at the sniper rifle on the ground, "not just the doctor, of course. ”

"Army's?" frowned, and Leng Ji found that Wang Chuan just followed his own words and did not answer them positively.

Wang Chuan shook his head, and after a while, nodded again.

"Alliance?" The way he replied made the cold season a little annoyed.

Wang Chuan paused, did not answer immediately, Leng Ji was a little impatient, she still had to run for her life, she didn't want to continue to play Tai Chi with him like this.

"I'm now," Wang Chuan replied, as if after thinking for a while, "I'm a hunter." ”