When you notice that there is light, your first reaction is to determine the source of light.

While making sure that Dong Bo no longer had the ability to fight back, Xing Zhaoyang took the time to think about it: If it was shot from the side of the door, it was likely to be Dong Bo's accomplice.

But when he looked up, he saw that the door was still closed.

At this moment, his kung fu eyes had adapted to the current luminosity, and looking at his shadow under his feet, Xing Zhaoyang suddenly found that the light was actually sprinkled from the top of his head.

This probability is extremely low, and there are many possibilities, there is no time to think too much, the only thing he can do at the moment is not to let the person in his hand make a sound and ensure his safety.

Because even if the roof is Dong Bo's rescuer, an extra second or two can make him suffer a lot, which can be regarded as a small repayment of the hardships that this kid has made himself.

"Zhaoyang!" The sudden low cry made Xing Zhaoyang startled, and he looked over with his eyes half-open, thinking that he was dreaming. Because I can't think of how many days I haven't heard this voice, "Let go." He's going to die......" Although the voice was deliberately low, it was still so good.

"Monet?" He subconsciously let go of his hand, and vaguely saw a figure walking towards him. Then I smelled a familiar smell - her smell, "Why are you here?" ”

Dong Bo was pardoned, and it was easy to take a breath, and he coughed violently twice to alleviate it. He curled up, sucking in a lot of dust from the ground, and the more he coughed, the worse he coughed.

At the moment of life and death just now, in one more second, he was going to see the king of Hades.

The coiling ability of the iron chain cannot be underestimated, especially when the terminal is still controlled by Xing Zhaoyang.

The deity was standing upright in the middle of the ground, watching Monet unlock him with affection.

…… Here she comes? She must be worried these days, right? Gone missing, this stupid Nier must ******** want to save him. Although these thoughts are a bit self-inflicted, it is only by these, relying on the hope of seeing her again, that he has survived until now.

The moment she really saw that face clearly, before she had time to ask for warmth, Xing Zhaoyang took her into her arms, and she was as motionless as she was in a dream.

As soon as Monet stood up after opening the embroidered lock of the chain with her ********, she was pulled into his arms by a force, and she felt her arms tightly bound to her sides, and she felt the tension of fear of losing for the first time.

Monet buried her face deep in his arms, there was a very strong smell of dust, strange, she didn't feel dirty at all, but very down-to-earth, very down-to-earth.

…… Thank God you are alive, alive and well-limbed.

When he heard Zeng Jin say that Dong Wanchang might attack Xing Zhaoyang's legs, Monet couldn't hold it anymore. I really wanted to rush up and hold Dong Bo and force him to tell him the whereabouts of the hostage.

At that time, she had only one thought: she couldn't let anything happen to him.

He is such an excellent actor, the flying legs on the screen are handsome, don't want it, how can you live without your lower limbs?

At the same time, she also strengthened a belief: no matter whether he is crippled or incomplete, as long as he finds him, as long as he still has a breath, she will follow him for the rest of her life!

Snap your jaw on his shoulder at an angle just enough to see where he was originally tied.

Such a dirty environment, so people who love cleanliness, how unbearable should it be these days? In the chaotic feelings of the five flavors, a thick sense of distress is mixed in.

She slowly lifted her forearms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and grabbed his clothes, the tighter she clenched, the more realistic she felt.

It's great that he's alive!

After Zeng Jin and another colleague gag Dong Bo's mouth and tied it, they were looking at the two people in the center of the ground.

The light in the warehouse wasn't dazzling, but he felt like he couldn't open his eyes.

These days, Monet's absent-mindedness and constant worry that he is not invisible.

That speculation had long been ingrained, but he had been running away from it.

Looking at the situation at this moment, what else is there not to understand? After all, he was too late.

Lost, completely lost.

As the main commander of the operation, the current situation could not allow him to be distracted, Zeng Jin forced himself to calm down and put on the bolt of the gun.

Luo Yang had been covering by Xing Zhaoyang's side, looking around to observe the situation, and when he noticed Zeng Jin's gaze, he said to Xing Mo and the others in great embarrassment, "That...... I'll talk about it when I go back, there are still a lot of people outside who haven't solved it, Sister Mo, take my brother back to the car and stay here, and leave it to us here. ”

Xing Zhaoyang let go of Monet, gently buckled a kiss on her forehead, and instructed Luo Yangdao, "Take her back to the car, I will ask for my own account." ”

Monet kept holding his hand and refused to let go, "Don't try to shake me off." ”

Zeng Jin ran over at the right time, "Don't worry, Xiao Nai is not so weak, our people are nearby, the car may not be safe, Luo Yang, you go and drive over to pick up, and leave Xiao Nai here." Velocity! ”

A few people leaned against the wall of the warehouse and ran towards the big iron gate.

In the corner, Dong Bo was chained, unable to speak, En'en struggled hard, but the harder the chain, the tighter the hoop, and after a while, there was no strength. It was found that in this place where there were no pillars or other bolts, iron chains were much better than handcuffs.

In such a situation, it is enough to leave one person to guard.

Lu Zhao volunteered to stay here and gave Zeng Jin a k gesture.

Later, when everything is settled, take Dong Bo into the car and handcuff him, and now he will be handed over.

Zeng entered and quietly opened the iron gate, and there was no movement in the courtyard, just like when they first entered.

Walking along the wall to the door of the matchbox hut, the sound of gambling inside had not stopped.

The second group climbed in from outside the wall and got ready on the other side of the door, Xing Zhaoyang held Monet's hand tightly from beginning to end, and squatted under the window.

Held like this, surrounded by his temperature, Monet felt the strength of his heartbeat in his chest.

Lao Wang came over with him, although he did not climb the chimney, he stayed below but gained even more.

"There are six people in the room, all playing poker, they are equipped with guns, and there are a few knives on the table, machetes with blades. ”

After speaking, he drew a diagram of the structure of the hut and the location of the weapons on the ground with a stick, Zeng Jin frowned and thought for a long time, and marked the serial number of the grouping on the map.

Then he gestured to his colleagues who were in ambush around him, meaning that he was about to break in.

There was another gust of wind, and a layer of dust was blown up in the yard.

"Action!" Zeng Jin gave an order, everyone moved, the tattered door was kicked open, and everyone broke through and entered in a very orderly manner, acting separately according to the prior grouping.

There was not much space in the room, and it was suddenly a mess. For the officers, it was chaotic and orderly. >