Chapter 805: We will celebrate our birthday together next year

She looked up at the two strong men who were following her, only to find that one of them had been knocked unconscious by Jiang Jingming, and the other was spreading his hands, and it seemed that there was no sound in the headphones.

Gu Anhui looked at Huo Jingchen and said coldly, "You blocked the signal?" ”

Huo Jingchen looked at her coldly and didn't make a sound.

Gu Anhui sneered: "What if it's blocked? Since I have captured her today, I have never thought of letting her out alive. ”

At this moment, Nalan Yanran was hanging upside down on the beam, but she couldn't support it.

The beams were wider than expected, and the rope was not very sufficient, and after a long time, the waist and legs began to cramp.

Nalan Yanran pursed her lips lightly, but she never dared to make a sound.

It's just that the beads of sweat on her chin gradually spread down her cheeks to her forehead, slowly dripping, and happened to fall on the top of Gu Anhui's head.

Almost at the same moment, Zhao Siqing said sharply: "Gu Anhui, don't think that you will win this way!" I tell you, even if I die today, you will never be as good as a finger of mine! The person they love will only be me, and it will never be a femme fatale like you! ”

Zhao Siqing's heart sank slightly, and his heart was about to rise to his throat.

At this moment, she didn't have time to think about the consequences, so she could only provoke her to lose her cool first, so as to ignore the attention to her surroundings.

Sure enough, Gu Anhui, who had originally sensed that something was wrong, heard Zhao Siqing's words, and gave her a slap with a shake of her hand.

The crisp sound was particularly clear in the abandoned warehouse, and Huo Jingchen's gaze was a little gloomy, forcing himself to calm down.

He turned his head to look at Gu Shiyu, who shook his head slightly.

The remote control was always in Gu Anhui's hand, and even if there was a sniper outside the window, it was difficult to guarantee that it could be faster than Gu Anhui's pressing and twisting.

The safest way is to wait for Nalan Yanran to cut the lead of the explosives first.

Nalan Yanran immediately made a decision, and at the moment when Gu Anhui slapped her, her legs and waist exerted force and re-climbed onto the beam.

Because the woman's figure was relatively petite, Nalan Yanran turned back to the beam of the house and became much safer, and immediately climbed in the direction to a skylight where the roof was cut, and soon disappeared.

After leaving the warehouse, Nalan Yanran quickly found Zhao Yancheng hidden in the forest, and after pouring a few mouthfuls of water, her voice was a little hoarse: "How is it?" ”

Zhao Yancheng didn't raise his head, using the computer to study the lines on the bomb she secretly photographed.

Seeing that he was looking attentively, Nalan Yanran didn't bother her anymore, found a stone and sat down on the side, rubbing her legs while preparing for the next move.

It's just that for no reason, she can't help but think of the scene where Gu Shiyu cut off his fingers.

This man looked gentle and gentle, but he didn't expect his heart to be very hard.

The knife fell in his hand, and he didn't blink at all.

If it weren't for the cold sweat on his forehead that she saw with her own eyes, she would almost think that Gu Shiyu was not someone else's finger.

Not long after, Zhao Yancheng turned his head to look at Nalan Yanran and said, "Cut the yellow line." ”

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran nodded, put on the tools and got up again.

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Nalan Yanran turned her head to look at him, her expression cold and silent.

"Next year, we will celebrate Qingqing's birthday together." Zhao Yancheng spoke in a deep voice, and a pair of black eyes were deep and resolute on his cold and hard face.

Nalan Yanran smiled: "Of course." ”