I gestured to Ouyang Qian:

"How are we going to deal with these two people at the door?"

Ouyang Qian looked at me and made a helpless gesture anxiously, indicating that she couldn't do anything now.

I reached over and looked. These two stood on either side of the gate, and even if we were to quickly deal with one of them, there would be no way to knock him down before the second man could shoot.

In a hurry, I reached for my phone in my pocket.

Pregnant! Then give them a blow.

I patted Ouyang Qian's shoulder, and then my mobile phone, made a throwing motion, and made a motion to wipe my neck, which means that after I threw my mobile phone, when they didn't react, I rushed up and knocked them down.

The most important thing, of course, is that there must be no shootouts, otherwise the speed of the tunnel's sound transmission will allow the people inside to know that there are intruders outside before we even walk through the door.

I gestured to indicate that I was about to throw out my phone, and Ouyang Qian looked at me and nodded, indicating that she was ready.

I threw my phone out to the left of the door. All of a sudden, my phone dropped on the ground of the tunnel and made a loud noise.

The sound visibly startled the two guards, who looked at each other, then nodded, clutching the gun in their hands and walking in the direction where my phone had landed.

Just as they were two steps away, Ouyang Qian and I attacked instantly, and since she was relatively close, she strode over, took out the dagger on her body and slashed through the throat of the person in front of her.

Just as the second man was about to turn around and discover our whereabouts, I rushed up, pulled away his rifle, and then knocked him unconscious on the ground by hitting him on the back of the head.

Ouyang Qian looked at me and nodded.

I just stood there in amazement, looking at the shocking blood on Ouyang Qian's hands.

How could she be so skillful in her technique?

I can guarantee that the practice of wiping off the enemy's neck with a dagger is a technique that cannot be learned in any police academy in China, and even if you can learn it in an elective course, you will not be able to practice it so proficiently.

I pointed to the dagger in her hand and made an inquiring expression, but Ouyang Qian just smiled and whispered to me, "I said, when this is over, I will tell you." Now, put your little problems aside for a moment and let's get in. ”

Just as we were about to step into the door, I suddenly grabbed Ouyang Qian, held her in my arms, and then took off the night vision device on her head, and kissed her mouth tightly at once.

She struggled a few times, then slowly began to respond to me.

After kissing for about a few tens of seconds, I let go of her warm and soft lips, looked at her and said, "No matter what kind of person you used to be, I love you." I believe in you. ”

She touched my cheek, then put on her night vision device again and said, "Okay, Daqingsheng, let's talk about these words later." Enough kisses? ”

I didn't answer her, but asked, "Ouyang Qian, do you really love me?" ”

She seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said slowly, "I love you." ”

I didn't say anything more, but ran to the side and picked up my phone, then took a gun they had dropped on the ground, and then entered the gate with Ouyang Qian.

"Why did you ask that kind of question at this time?" Ouyang Qian said as she walked.

"I don't know. Only...... Just ask," I looked at the passage in front of me, and saw that there was a long tunnel inside the door of this bomb shelter, but it was obviously much narrower than the subway tunnel outside.

"How are we going to go through this?" I asked.

"I don't know. One step at a time. All I know is that this bomb shelter is not very large, it must have a few small internal rooms, and they held my parents in this prison-like place, and only brought food and water every day after the subway was out of service at night. ”

"Don't worry, we'll get them both out."

Ouyang Qian didn't speak, but looked at me silently, and after a while, a few words popped out of her mouth:

"Bad luck is less."

We didn't have to walk long to reach the end of the bomb shelter, and although it was safe all the way, we still walked very carefully, after all, the enemies were also wearing night vision devices and armed with rifles.

When we came to the end, we found that there was a door here. Just as I was about to open the door, I suddenly felt a cold, hard metal object against my waist.

I know, that's the muzzle.

At this time, I didn't dare to turn around, and a voice came from behind me: "Two, we have been waiting here for a long time, and the boss is still waiting for you inside." ”

I turned my head to look at Ouyang Qian, and at this time she had to raise her hands, with an unconvinced expression on her face.

"Ouyang Qian, don't expect to use your three-legged cat kung fu to resist, do you want to see if my gun is faster or the dagger in your hand is faster?" Said the man with the gun to us.

And just like that, he confiscated all our equipment and weapons, and then took us into the room in a daze. When the floor under my feet moved, I realized that it was an elevator to the lower level.

After about a minute, the elevator door opened, and our night vision devices were taken down because there were already lights in front of us.

I looked overhead, it was a huge underground space, and it was clear that the people who built it didn't want to spend money to renovate it, because the dirt above me was still dropping dust underneath.

The man with the gun said into the air, "I brought the two people you wanted." ”

Ah, not air, he has a headset on his head.

As soon as the words ended, a huge metal door in front of us suddenly opened. To be honest, the atmosphere and the smell of the place really reminded me of the scenes I had seen on TV in the World War II concentration camps. Even though it was supposed to be much better than the concentration camp, the oppressive atmosphere still took my breath away.

We were brought into this room.

As soon as I walked into the room, I saw Ouyang Qian's parents who were imprisoned: Ouyang Yiming and Li Jing. They were being held in a small cage in the room, with iron chains on their hands and feet.

Ouyang Yiming's body and face were covered with blood and scars. And Ouyang Qian's mother, Li Jing, was lying on the side in rags.

God knows what happened to them.