The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 673, Ink Jing, Shen Qiang, and the violent killing...

The car in the distance has already begun to try to change lanes. Ah K is still in the car and confronts those people. The other off-road vehicles that come to the cofferdam are ready to go to the car after seeing that the ink has been safely leaving the car with the warmth of the season. The car launched an attack.

The warmth of the season depends on the depth of the ink in the depths of the ink, and slowly opens his eyes, but there is no power to pneumatically. The feeling of the headrest on his chest is really safe. I have already had a deadly thought in my heart. At this time, she was rescued safely and determined that she was out of danger. She closed her eyes and spit out a long breath.

Ink deep looked down and saw the wound on her head and everywhere, and the face was touched by Atu too red swollen palm print, and then saw the blood on her back and the bloodshot overflowing from the corner of her mouth, the hair was scattered in the shoulder and shoulders. After that, the whole person almost never sees the original appearance.

Mo Jingshen's hand touched her face, and couldn't imagine what she had experienced in just a few hours.

The huge fears and pains in the first few hours made the season warm almost unconscious, but just squinted like this, but looked at him without a focal length, staring at the man who took her from the abyss when he was alive and dead. In the rescue, she finally believes that the man who is always cold or sometimes gentle on weekdays has what kind of skill and courage.

Like the ink-jing Shen who I saw in Cambodia three years ago, his judgment, the XI base behind him, and the skills and skills of the men and the brothers, are all eye-catching. The total ink, take off the suit is a cold decision, this she has already been familiar with the ink Jing Shen, the man she loves.

He is willing to endure everything for her, and she is not.

Seasonal warmth understands his love in the line of life and death, but at this moment, in the sky and the earth, she is looking at her with her eyes, and she is dizzy and unmoving in front of her eyes. She even wants to say a complete sentence. Can't say it.

"The season is warm, talk." Mo Jingshen guessed that she would be injured in the hands of A Tu Tai, but did not expect to be hurt to this point, he has already found her at a speed fast enough, but Atu too is a There is no human madman.

Seeing the blood on her mouth and on her head, Mo Jing was able to endure the raging killings. When she saw her not talking, she would have to pick her up.

"Ink Jing Shen..." When the warm season was quickly picked up by him, he slowly opened his mouth, but the sound was as fine as mosquitoes.

Mo Jing Shen had a meal and looked down at her, thinking that it was his action that took her to get up and hurt her: "There will be a car coming soon, and I will go to the hospital soon. I will tell me where it hurts."

His voice was suppressed very low, like she was afraid of scaring her so fragile scars, more like fear of scaring the self that was already maddening in her heart.

Even if it was in Cambodia, the warm season did not hurt like this. At that time, she was only smashed by Dali, burned a hand and was pointed at the gun. He hated to shoot at Dali directly at the last moment. Life.

Now the ink is deep and relying on a little rationality to keep calm. The warmth of the season is shaking his head gently in his arms, burying his face in his shirt, breathing the taste of his arms, clean, refreshing, cold. However, it has the warmth that belongs to him alone.

"Sorry, it hurts you to be threatened by them, it makes you risky... I am not careful enough... Sorry... I should not come to Los Angeles..."

Mo Jingshen’s black sorrow, which was originally calm and calm, was filled with distress: “This matter has nothing to do with you. If they don’t find you by my side, they will find other people’s troubles. Los Angeles and my parents are there, even if you have been in the sea. They can't transfer their goals to you, and they use other, more bad means. For such people, any existence that is related to me is the way they try to overcome me."

Seeing that there was no apology in the warm eyes of the season, Mo Jing held her head in deep hands and kissed her hairline. She said: "You came to Los Angeles just to talk about business. It is also the head of MN Group, let you always It’s not realistic in Haicheng. You are not tired of me. The mistake is that I put you in danger, not in you. Warm, where is the pain, say it, don’t hold back, don’t blame yourself alone, hear it? ”

The season warmed and weakly smiled: "I should have learned to shoot with Feng Ling... I ended up learning that self-defense is not serious... If I can be a little better, at least I can help you, not Dragging you..."

Ink deep frowned, held her tightly in her arms, kissed her hair, kissed the blood on her forehead, and finally fell to her ear, Wensheng said: "I don't need it, you just do it for you. I am enough, I love you now, you don't need to change, you don't need to learn anything. These things don't require you to touch, calm life is the most precious, I would rather you live in peace forever, don't want Re-contact these things related to the kidnapping of guns, oh, don't think about it."

The warm face was very painful, probably because the wind on the road was too cold and too biting. She couldn’t see how horrible her face was covered by half of her blood, just sticking her head in his arms, dumb Say: "You said... If I died in their hands today... I will not return to the place we met... or... Life is only one time to return to your side. Opportunity... I will not... I can't find you anymore..."

"What a stupid thing?" Mo Jing deep heart fell empty shot, see the warm, painful and cold in his arms trembled in his arms, take off his coat directly over her body.

At this time, there are several cars driving in the rear. It seems that the car driven by the people at the XI base is the same model. The ink is really going to hold the warmth in the past, but it is suddenly, the eyes are awesome. Looking at the two black cross-country parked suddenly a few meters away, the eyes glanced at the license plate numbers of those cars.

It is indeed the car of the XI base. The grades are also the grades of the batch of off-road vehicles that XI remembers, but there are some blood spots on the black wheels that are almost invisible.

Just on the surface of the ink scene, I couldn’t see any change, but it was the moment when I suddenly picked up the warmth of the season. The driving door of the two cars was suddenly opened, and suddenly jumped down two people who were Atu too, the two The gun in the hand of the person directly faces the direction of the ink in the depth of the ink.

A K and other cars are now encircling the car of Atu Tai in the distance. However, I did not expect that the people who came to support the rear have been intercepted by the people of Atu Tai, and the car of the XI base has been opened to confuse.

As soon as I saw the guns that the two people who had just got off the bus lifted toward them, the warmth of the season suddenly stood in the arms of Mo Jingshen.

(End of this chapter)