The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 507 is going to die, you have to die.

As the body swayed violently, the two kidnappers who had already been injured, with their guns, slanted down to the side, and one of the injured armored pistols was also left.

The sound of the police car is getting closer and closer, and the other kidnapper is also falling to the other side because of the unusually strong shaking of the car. It hasn’t come back, it’s on the back of the seat, and the gun in the hand is quickly re-applied to the ink depth. The head of the face, screaming with a fierce look: "Mom. This car has two legs! If you want to live, please give me the police car! Otherwise, I will collapse you now!"

Seeing another pistol still on the ground, the warm hand moved slowly on the seat, took off the high-heeled shoes, ignored the warning eyes of the ink-stained face, and quickly turned up and rushed up, got up. At the same time, he slammed the sharp heel on the arm of the kidnapper who was still holding the gun, and the high heel in the other hand licked his face.

In the eyes of the ink, the cold eyes came cold. In another moment when the kidnappers got up and started to warm up in the season, another quick turn caused the kidnappers to tilt to the right without control. The warm eyes and the fast hand will pick up the ground. The gun, however, the moment she looked up, another kidnapper who had just bruised her face and arms had already put the pistol on her head.

The cold muzzle clung to her, and it was on her head. He stared at the ink depth on the driver's seat: "Don't move! Don't move me and kill her immediately! Give me the car." Go on the road! Don't waste time on the trail!"

The warm season was tied to the arm of the kidnapper, and the forehead was against the gun.

This modified gun is no weaker than the one that was encountered in Cambodia. It is even faster. As soon as his finger is gently pulled, a **** hole will appear on her head.

The gun in her hand had not been grasped, and she was taken over by another kidnapper. At the same time, she suddenly had a severe pain in her neck. She was smashed by the other with a gun butt, and her whole person’s face hurts instantly. The back seat rushed down.

The kidnappers in the darkness of the ink and the cold and unclear from the rearview mirror swept their eyes, while continuing to use the gun against the warmth of the season, they apparently found that the gun was against the woman, more effective than him, at least the speed It is really speeding up.

The season was just about to struggle. The kidnapper then used the **** to squat down behind her cervical spine. She was so disgusting that she was so dead and pressed on the back of the seat, keeping her hands on her hands. In the posture behind him, the head turned around reluctantly, but was held by the kidnappers, and ordered the ink to open the car to the road.

The voice of the police car has been approaching. The domestic armed police force is not joking. The reason why the two kidnappers want to hijack their car is because the performance of this Gust is too good, and the speed is not the average car. On the luxury car, if it wasn’t because they had been driving the bread on the front and just chased it, I’m afraid I couldn’t catch it.

"Open faster! Continue to hurry! Mom. If you can't open the distance with the police car within 30 seconds, you don't want to live two!"

The trigger in the hands of the kidnappers was buckled again, slamming, and affixed to the ears of the warm season. The warmth of the season was pressed against the seat, and the whole body was taut.

She endured the pain and said: "You have blown up the rear tires yourself. Where can this car go soon?"

"Shut up!" The kidnapped grabbed a handful of her hair. The warm half of the body squatted on the seat, the legs almost squatted underneath, and the two kidnappers did not sit down. One of them helped her while holding her. While paying attention to the police car that was being further and further away from the back, there was no feeling of relaxation on the face. When you lifted your foot, you simply stepped on the back of the season and took the opportunity to maintain the balance of the position in the car.

The kidnapper suddenly said: "When driving, open the window behind me!"

In the next second, the window opened with a sound. The face of the heel that was warmed by the season was **** and the side of the kidnapper was turned sideways. He held a gun and fired a shot at the police car that was chasing after the rear. .

I didn’t hit the car’s tires, but at least I could see that the police knew that they had hijacked the car. They knew that there were people in the car who were hijacked by them and could not shoot them. They suddenly sneered and said: "Which road is driving less, where can I drive? How fast can I drive?"

After the warmth of the season, they were pressed by the two of them in the rear seat. The twilight was cold and cold, and they did not speak. They did not quickly turn over the front of the car, lest the two of them would start to attack her again in the absence of weapons. Everything is flesh and blood, and at this moment anyone is like the meat on the felt board under the muzzle.

The man accelerates the car quietly and the distance between the police car and the police car is getting bigger and bigger.

The warmth of the season was crushed, and the back was tied by the kidnappers. Both hands were imprisoned behind her. She had some hard squats breathing there, but her eyes looked from time to time. Calm back.

After three years, she found that the man’s ability to be shocked was always more than ordinary, even worse than three years ago.

Just in the kidnappers, because I heard that there were police officers surrounded by this direction, I was anxious and sullen on my back on the warm season. I only felt the shock in the chest when I was shaken twice. The scorpion is almost going to have a bleeding scent. She resists no pain, but the corner of her eye sees the man driving the car holding the finger on the steering wheel. The phalanx is green.

The quarter of the warm mouth suddenly slammed and gave a low-pitched smile.

After all her happiness is broken, she will care about such a star and a half of heartache and warmth?

She admits that she suddenly got up and rushed over, just didn't want them to really shoot him. In this case, it is difficult to protect himself. Ji Wen knows that if she was not in this car, ink Depth of field is easy to get out of, but she is in this car, but she is his cumbersome, so she almost rushed to the goal of desperate death, no matter what now, at least to keep her everywhere behind. Mo Jingshen, at least for the ink that she once held her to avoid bullets in Cambodia, she would do so without hesitation.

The person who died three years ago is more than Mo Jingshen, including herself.

People live for a lifetime, not to mention that she still has more than one life, to die, to die, to be born to live, why bother to die, so forbearing?

But this man is still trying to protect her, but loses his helmet and disarms.

When the ink was deep, when she drove, she looked at the rearview mirror silently. The woman in the rearview mirror was messy and pale. She was pressed on the seat and turned her face. Because of the extreme pressure of the kidnapped, almost all cheeks. To be deformed, but her mouth is a little open, through the rear view, Qing Ling Ling smiled at him, his eyes seem to have tears.

(End of this chapter)