After Feng Jing closed the door, he went to the side of the room and bent down to find the little black ball. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw the provocation in Uncle Zhou's eyes, and coupled with Ru Xue's words, he felt that the little black ball was a dangerous object, such as a bomb or something, so he immediately blocked Ru Xue from the door to prevent her from coming in or hurting her.

But he was wrong, it wasn't a bomb, it wasn't a hazard, it was a ball with a lot of pinholes, and it looked more like a headphone.

"Don't be afraid, it's not a bomb, it's just a headset...... Haha......"

Feng Jing was discerning what it was, when the ball made a sound, a man's mocking voice. The sound sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

Knowing what I'm doing, and knowing that my ears are sensitive, who is it?

Feng Jing asked himself in his heart, but he didn't answer, and asked who the other party was. He was a shrewd man, and immediately looked out of the window, his pupils constricted, and his gaze swept over the opposite building, and finally landed on the rightmost window on the upper floor opposite.

As he stared at the window, his eyebrows furrowed, and at first glance, he disappeared from the side of the bed in the room, appearing in front of the window he was staring at

There were three people in the room where Feng Jing was staring at the window, one of whom was lying in front of the window, holding an M200 sniper rifle, his right eye stuck on the sight, and aiming the cross at Feng Jing's forehead.

A man sat at a desk against the wall on the right, wearing headphones, staring intently at one of the three military notebooks in front of the table.

If the first two are engrossed in their work, then the last one is a careless lazy, he leaned his butt against the table, slowly pulled out the cigarette case from his pocket, and was about to smoke one, but unfortunately there was no chance, Feng Jing appeared in front of him.

Feng Jing's sudden disappearance couldn't help but make the sniper who pointed the cross at Feng Jing's forehead feel a pang in his heart, he suspected that he was dazzled, blinked his eyes, and was about to take a closer look, when there was a gunshot behind him, and he never had a chance to put the cross on Feng Jing's forehead again.

Feng Jing stood in front of the man leaning against the table, tilting his head slightly, staring at him stunned, as if he was expecting his next move.

Out of the corner of the man's eye, he saw the comer, although he didn't know who it was, he didn't look up, as if time began to slow down at that moment, the cigarette case in his hand slipped from the fingers of his left hand, but when the cigarette case reached the ground, his right hand had already drawn the pistol at his waist.

Bang, bang, two bullets, two bullets through the curtains, shattering glass, and shooting into the night sky, no one knowing where they were going, where they fell, or what they were penetrating through.

The room was dark, only a low-powered table lamp and three fluorescent screens, no one could see the next scene clearly, only Feng Jing himself knew what he had done.

When the two bullets came in front of him, he quickly turned sideways, dodged away, and swept towards the man. Just as the man was about to pull the trigger for the third time, Feng Jing folded his arm, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the man's head, and with a bang, blood splattered all over him.

With the sound of three gunshots, the other two people in the room had reacted and drew their pistols one after another, but the gunshot did not sound in the end, and in an instant, one was hit by the table and couldn't get up, and the other was smashed by his hands and fainted.

"Who are you, and what are you going to do?" Feng Jing picked up the collar of the man lying on the table and said angrily, but as soon as he said this, his face scolded, "Damn." ”

As the scolding fell, his eyebrows furrowed again and disappeared at the front of the table.

After a tumble and crash, the room fell silent and became infinitely quiet, as if death was coming.

The man with the headphones continued to lie on the table, unable to move, but his lips were slightly cocked, as if mocking, perhaps mocking himself or others. But no matter who he was laughing at, his gaze remained the same, or could not be changed, staring silently at the black walkie-talkie stuck on the table and the wall.

Feng Jing appeared in front of Zhu Qingqing, Zhu Qingqing was startled by the blood all over his body, and the mobile phone that was talking to Zhu Qingzheng fell to the ground.

"Get out of here." Feng Jing grabbed Zhu Qingqing's wrist, grabbed Ru Xue and Chen Danyu's waist, frowned again, and disappeared into Chen Danyu's room.

The moment Ru Xue was hugged by Feng Jing, she was startled, her dead eyes closed, and when she opened her eyes, there were no hands on her waist, and she was not in a room under the light, but on the dark side of a tall building. And at this moment, she was relieved to see three hazy people, one standing beside her, hugging herself, and one groping on the other, as if looking for something.

"Where are you hurt?"

Zhu Qingqing didn't find the wound and asked with some disappointment.

"Qingqing."

"I ask you where you hurt?"

"I'm fine, Qingqing, it's someone else's blood, Qingqing......"

Zhu Qingqing's screaming made Feng Jing's heart feel terrified, grabbed her arms, looked at her in a daze through the darkness.

For a while, Zhu Qingqing also looked at him stunned, as if it was a response, but before Feng Jing could speak again, she opened her hands, leaned over, hugged Feng Jing, who was half a head taller than her, whimpered, and said, "You scared me to death." ”

Zhu Qingqing's sudden crying startled Feng Jing, making him unconsciously raise his head and look at Chen Danyu, who was standing with Ru Xue.

Chen Danyu's expression was still the same, without surprise or panic, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with her, standing quietly on the side, her eyes quiet.

"Qingqing, okay, I'm fine, isn't it okay...... Don't cry......"

Feng Jing retracted her gaze and tried to push Zhu Qingqing out of her arms, but she hugged her tighter and tighter, as if she was afraid that he would sneak away if she was not careful.

"Brother Jing, I'm ......" Zhu Qingqing stopped talking, blinked her eyes, as if she had just realized that she was not in the room, and asked, "Brother Jing, where is this?!" ”

Feng Jing was just about to answer, when his mobile phone rang, and he looked at Ru Xue, who was stunned.

"Oh." After being looked at by Feng Jing for a while, Ru Xue came back to her senses, groped indiscriminately, took out her mobile phone, looked at the screen, and couldn't help but be stunned, muttering, "Uncle Zhou......"

Ru Xue hesitated, didn't press the answer button, and raised her eyes to look at Feng Jing.

Feng Jing nodded slightly to her and said, "Take it!" ”

"Uncle Zhou......" Ru Xue was stunned again as soon as she finished calling her name, "Who are you?" …… Find yours. ”

Ru Xue looked in a trance, raised her eyes to look at the two people hugging each other, and handed the phone forward.

Feng Jing's gaze hesitated, and he took the phone, but he didn't put it to his ear immediately, but looked down at Zhu Qingqing.

Zhu Qingqing knew very well, let go of the hand that was holding tightly, and stepped back.

Feng Jing glanced at the three women in front of him, turned sideways, and said slowly, "Who are you?" ”