Chapter 21: Sister takes you to fight

"Master Fu, when are we going to pick up the goods?" A tall and burly man walked up to Fu Qingyuan and said respectfully.

"There's still an hour and a half, take them to dinner first." Fu Qingyuan put the cigarette to his mouth again and took a hard breath, then extinguished it, the curling smoke was filled, and in a trance, there was a touch of ruthlessness in his light eyes.

The man is Fu Qingyuan's deputy named Dehuai, who has been working by his side for five years, and this time it happened too suddenly, and it was just in time for Fu Qingyuan to come to country M, so he had to suspect that this incident was aimed at him.

"Call Nachuan over." Fu Qingyuan commanded, his chin was slightly in his mouth, and his slender figure pulled out a long shadow in the sunlight.

"Master Fu, you look for me." Nachuan is much calmer than before, and his eyes are full of maturity.

"You go to Miss Mo's side to protect her, if it is against me this time, her whereabouts will also be exposed." Fu Qingyuan didn't dare to find someone to protect Mo Zishu casually, he didn't know how many times they met, I was afraid that he could count it on one hand, but quietly Mo Zishu had already occupied a part of his heart, perhaps, fate was so wonderful.

"I see." Na Chuan doesn't make any sense, he himself is the worst in the world, and if he is not careful, he will become a burden to them, and it is more than enough to protect Miss Mo.

"Go ahead." Fu Qingyuan said indifferently, without a trace of emotion in his tone.

Nachuan nodded and quickly left, and with the sound of a string of cars starting, Nachuan left.

"Bai Mu, now check the weapon again." Fu Qingyuan always felt that tonight would not be too smooth, and his heart could not be put down, and he was restless.

Everything is ready to go.

At this time, another half an hour passed, Mo Zishu was bored lying on the bed watching the movie, the plot was quite boring and bloody, she couldn't watch it anymore.

"Miss Mo, open the door." Na Chuan had already arrived at the door of Mo Zishu's apartment, and the road was quite safe.

Mo Zishu frowned, got up from the bed, gathered the clothes on her body and walked barefoot to the door.

And the moment the door opened, a bullet came from the building opposite.

"Get down." Mo Zishu's eyes froze, and he immediately roared, pulling his arm across Na Chuan's body and lying on the ground, and then rolling towards the apartment with his body.

Na Chuan also felt the danger at the same time, but his reaction was not as fast as Mo Zishu's, but fortunately, Mo Zishu even pulled him, otherwise the bullet would have passed through his head.

Now that the situation is critical, Na Chuan has no time to think about why Mo Zishu's reaction is so quick and in one go, as if it has already happened many times like this life-and-death moment, and his body has formed a conditioned reflex.

Although she escaped the result of the bullet piercing her brain, Mo Zishu's arm was inevitably bruised, and the bright red blood soon overflowed, staining the white coat on her body.

"I'm sorry." Na Chuan's apologetic voice came softly, they were lying on the ground now and didn't dare to move, there were snipers in the opposite building, and now they only had a shoe cabinet in the way, as long as a corner was exposed, they would be beaten into a sieve.

"Crawl don't move, I'm fine, don't be nervous." Mo Zishu looked at Na Chuan, and did not miss the moment of fear in his eyes.

Nachuan didn't speak, but he didn't expect his mind to be seen through.

Mo Zishu casually tore off a piece of the corner of her clothes and wrapped it around the wound, she didn't care about the beauty and ugliness, and her brows didn't wrinkle, as if this body was not hers, and she didn't feel pain.

"Now you slowly hunch over and sit up on the shoe cabinet." Mo Zishu didn't look out, she was sure that the sniper was still aiming at their position.

Na Chuan arched his body little by little according to Mo Zishu's words, and was about to twist his body over, but he felt a heavy feeling from his back pressing his body down.

"Bang" Another bullet came over, hitting the empty space between Na Chuan and Mo Zishu, and a dark hole with black smoke appeared in front of Na Chuan's eyes.

"See how I do it." Mo Zishu poked Na Chuan with his hand and said softly.

At this time, there were many footsteps going upstairs in the stairwell, and Na Chuan and Mo Zishu glanced at each other and understood.

Mo Zishu successfully turned his body over, Na Chuan was only one step behind, and with the lesson he almost exchanged for his life just now, Na Chuan pressed his entire body very low.

"Listen, I'm hooking that stool over now, to attract the attention of the sniper, you take the opportunity to run into the room, mostly in the corner, there is only one sniper at most on the other side, don't worry about the rest, don't bargain with me, your skills are too bad, you have to listen to me." When Mo Zishu said this, the usual blandness between his eyebrows had long been gone, and he was replaced by a touch of heaviness.

"I see." Na Chuan was forced to swallow just as he wanted to refute Mo Zishu's words, and he took out a pistol from his arms and stuffed it into Mo Zishu's arms.

Everything was ready, the footsteps in the stairwell were getting closer and closer, Mo Zishu saw the opportunity, crawled his body, and successfully hooked a stool, and the next moment as they expected, another bullet was fired, which confirmed Mo Zishu's idea even more, there was only one sniper.

"Let's go." Mo Zishu threw the stool over and pushed Na Chuan out at the same time, and the direction of the stool happened to be the opposite direction of Na Chuan's running, and this trick was successful.

It's even harder to get it next, and the people downstairs have at most one floor to go, and I really hope that there will be a death seeker in front of her now.

Mo Zishu looked at the pistol in her hand, seven bullets, which could solve up to seven people, but if she didn't get rid of the sniper, she wouldn't be able to get out.

Mo Zishu's ears moved, someone came, the door was not closed, and there should be only two people listening to the footsteps.

Mo Zishu loaded the pistol, moved her body slowly, and stuck to the edge of the shoe cabinet, her every move was extremely careful, the sweat had slipped from her forehead and fell into the corners of her eyes, she didn't dare to wipe it, she kept staring at the door, knowing that she saw the figure, the pistol in her hand had been aimed, and she squinted her left eye slightly, there was a fold here at the door, she couldn't make a mistake.

Na Chuan, who had successfully escaped, was lying on the floor of the room gasping for breath, he didn't know what Mo Zishu's situation was like outside now, and he was very worried.

The mobile phone has been ringing since just now, and Na Chuan just picked up the phone when the gunshots rang at the same time.

Nachuan's heart was also grabbed by an invisible big hand at that moment.