Mo Yao quickly withdrew his body as soon as he touched his body politely, and pointed his finger at Chu Qiao, "Prepare a few sets of clothes for her." ”

The blonde beauty looked at Chu Qiao, the wide European and American style clothes were not suitable for Chu Qiao, who was short in stature, but since Mo Qishao opened the golden mouth, she had no reason not to make money if she had money.

Chu Qiao smiled at the blonde beauty, and she admired the woman who had the iceberg from the bottom of her heart.

"Don't worry, Qishao." The blonde beauty retracted her curious gaze and snapped her fingers, and a girl dressed as a clerk walked over and said, "Take her to try on clothes." The blonde commanded.

With the blonde beauty personally selected, in less than twenty minutes, Chu Qiao had already tried on more than ten sets of clothes, and the clothes were put on and flashed in front of Mo Yao's eyes, as long as he nodded, the clerk packed the clothes. Maybe it's because the blonde beauty has too good an eye, and there is no set of ink that doesn't nod.

So half an hour later, they walked out of J. At E, Chu Qiao was carrying more than 20 handbags in his hands, and he was almost tired and couldn't straighten his waist.

The stingy man didn't even help carry things, you know, she used to go shopping but never carried her own bag.

The atmosphere of the parking sound is a bit strange. From walking out of the gate of the mall, Chu Qiao sensitively noticed that there was no passing car in the parking lot just now, and on the other side of the road, a group of well-trained armed policemen were jumping out of the police car and marching forward in a line.

SWAT training?

Isn't it afraid that there is a special training in the downtown area in broad daylight that will cause fear among citizens? Chu Qiao was puzzled, and the fierce Mo Yao pounced on her with a 180-degree turn, "Be careful." ”

"Ahh Chu Qiao screamed in surprise, and the body that was pounced on by Mo Yao fell backwards, and the bag of clothes was thrown to the ground. As soon as Mo Yao's long arm was stretched out around her waist, he rolled on the ground, rolling out a distance of two or three meters.

Bang bang, where the figure went, a volley of bullets swept by, stirring up a thick layer of dust on the ground and a cloud of floating dust in the air.

Yes! Chu Qiao screamed again, instinctively picking up his head and shrinking into the hall.

Mo Yao quickly got up and hid behind the pillar in the foyer, his eyes vigilantly watching the direction where the bullet was fired, one hand pressed on his waist, and his condensed expression was like that of an African cheetah ready to attack.

Chu Qiao leaned closer to Mo Yao.

"This isn't SWAT training?" Chu Qiao asked in a low voice.

"Your national special police training uses ordinary people as targets?" Mo Yao replied angrily.

Chu Qiao still wanted to talk back but was stopped by Mo Yao, he looked at the tall building opposite, and on the window on the seventeenth floor, he saw a black shadow standing still in the distance, carrying an M99 heavy sniper rifle on his shoulder.

The sound of bullets cutting through the air penetrated his ears, and Mo Yao's eyes widened.

"Let's go." got up violently and dragged Chu Qiao to the mall.

Chu Qiao's reaction was extremely fast, and his body balance was also excellent, although he was dragged by Mo Yao, he regained his balance at a very fast speed, and learned Mo Yao to kick hard, and his body pounced forward. Almost at the same time, there was a loud bang behind him, and the tempered glass of the mall gate turned into a pile of shards, and a large hole was blown out of the ground, and billowing smoke rose under the ruins.

There was a commotion in the mall, and people began to flee in all directions with shouts.

Mo Yao shook off the glass residue on his body and got up from the ground. If it hadn't been quick enough to react just now, it is estimated that he would have been fried into Wang Ba sauce by now. The corner of her eyes swept over the woman beside her, and she lay motionless on the ground-

The seventh master has something to say: If you don't collect it, don't recommend it, let the man in black carry the M99 to blow up your glass, hum