Ye Qingyan picked up a relatively new AK47 and prepared to rush out of the monitoring room.

Suddenly, a man rushed in from outside the door, holding a gun and pointing it at her.

Ye Qingyan pushed away the muzzle of the gun and choked the person's neck.

"Wang Ying, it's you!"

She quickly let go of her hand.

Wang Ying covered her neck and coughed a few times.

"Wang Ying, I'm sorry!" Ye Qingyan walked over and patted her on the back.

"No, it's fine." Wang Ying shook her head, her face flushed.

"Why are you here, smearing them?" Ye Qingyan looked outside the corridor.

"They're on the platform, and everyone asked me to come and support you." Wang Ying's face recovered a little.

"I'm not a kid, and I need support?" Ye Qingyan smiled, because she was indeed older than everyone else, she was actually twenty-two years old, and the other classmates were all nineteen years old.

After Ye Qingyan finished speaking, he grabbed Wang Ying and pulled her out of the monitoring room.

The Renaissance mural-style corridor winds and twists, with Ye Qingyan holding an AK47 and running through the corridor, with Wang Ying following her.

The monitoring room was on a relatively low floor, and Ye Qingyan and Wang Ying ran into the central sightseeing transparent elevator.

The transparent walls of the elevator are bulletproof glass, and here you can see a panoramic view of the central hall.

The shrill sirens sounded throughout the prison, and all the prisoners shouted excitedly as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The scene in the hall was completely out of control, and there was no other word to describe it except the word "chaos".

However, the space of this elevator is quiet, in sharp contrast to the chaotic melee outside.

Ye Qingyan leaned against the glass wall of the elevator and watched the floors in front of him pass down.

Wang Ying looked at Ye Qingyan's handsome side face, and also walked over and leaned against the glass wall, leaning against her.

"Wang Ying, the trial will end soon."

Wang Ying closed her eyes and unconsciously leaned her head sideways on her shoulder.

"Qingyan, if you graduate, what are your plans?"

"I still have a lot of things to do, and it's going to be difficult." Ye Qingyan stared ahead in a daze, and many people and things suddenly appeared in his mind.

The four agent comrades-in-arms in the previous life, the Spring Palace, the director of the Special Intelligence Bureau, and Di Wei......

"What about you, Wang Ying?"

Ye Qingyan turned her head to look at Wang Ying, she didn't know what she was fantasizing, she seemed to be very happy, her eyes were closed, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Did you fall into a honey pot?

She knew that Wang Ying's nickname Encyclopedia liked to read, was she fantasizing that she had a bookstore.

"I want to have a cottage by the sea, live there with my beloved, and watch the tide rise and fall every day, the sun rises and the moon sinks."

"Sounds like an appeal." Ye Qingyan stared blankly at the crowd outside the elevator, scuffling each other with blood splashes.

"Really?" Wang Ying suddenly opened her eyes, "Do you like it?" Qingyan. ”

"Of course I like it, it's not only very casual, but also romantic, but I haven't figured out which seaside is the best, and the most important thing is that."

Ye Qingyan looked at Wang Ying and grimaced, "I haven't met my beloved yet." If I do, I'm going to lie in bed every day, and someone will feed me and wash my clothes every day, and I'll ...... It's actually very lazy. ”

"Haha, Qingyan, you are too modest, you are not lazy at all." Wang Ying looked at Ye Qingyan, her eyes reflecting the bright lights in the elevator.

"That's because you don't live with me, so you can't find out." Ye Qingyan checked the gun in his hand.

"Qingyan, if I wash and cook for you every day, would you like to!" Wang Ying's eyes were sparkling with rolling eyes.