The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 683 is the one that Nan Heng called you to come.

"Don't come over again! Otherwise we will kill her now! Let her stop this last breath! Even if it is dead, die with Mr. Control's wife, it is not a loss!" The muzzle is attached to the warm-warm back, which is more like deliberate. The wound that has just been taken out of the bullet before the warm season is pressed with the muzzle, and it is even more and more embarrassing.

Seeing the wound on the back of the warm shoulder, the wound that was about to heal gradually oozes blood, and dyed the white sick dress on her body. Mo Jingshen suddenly stopped.

The guns in the hands of K and others have already been deducted from the trigger, and the situation may occur at any time.

Watching the people stay close to the sun, facing the high-rise building of another hotel across the road behind the road, the ink scene looked at them coldly, and suddenly a dull smile laughed in the throat. After a few seconds, he had nothing to do. Keep moving forward.

The person headed by the same person clasped the fingers of the board machine tightly, and watched as Mr. Control seemed to have come across the woman’s life.

At the beginning, their big brother Atu is not saying that this woman named Ji Wen is the weakness of Mr. Control?

Why is she hurting like this now, and her life is still in their hands, but Mr. Control does not care the same.

Is it because this woman is not living at all?

Or, what other strategies does Mr. Control have?

I can see that this man has no fear of fear, and even a scornful scorn, obviously not the same as they think.

Just as they carefully moved against the warmth of the season to the side of the balcony, they moved two more steps. When they leaned against the railings on the balcony, the inkscape was faint: "It’s really looking for death."

The tone of the man is too cold, so that they do not understand what the four words of his sudden mean.

However, suddenly I don’t know where suddenly there was a muffled sound of "砰". This is a silencer. Only those who know them can tell the scream of this sudden, but all the people in the XI base in this room. Including the ink depth of field did not shoot.

When the few people on the balcony reflected it, it actually took another two seconds. The back of the head of the person who was against the warmth of the season had already been penetrated by bullets. It was bursting with a shot and stood in the same place. Second, he sat down slowly and slowly, even if he died, he still looked round and unconcerned.

The moment when the people were frightened by this sudden change, it was only two seconds, followed by a few bangs, and several people standing on the balcony were collectively blasted. Head.

Seeing the people falling one after another, one after another, even one can hardly believe the look of death, the sight of Mo Jingshen was nowhere to look at the top window of the hotel building opposite the road, one The sniper rifle is still standing there.

Mo Jingshen went straight up and hugged the season.

A K also brought people to the front to open the few, so that the blood from the back of their heads was dyed to the warmth of the season.

Seeing the warmth of the season, the face was pale and almost no human color. The wound behind it oozes a lot of blood. The ink scene is cold and cold, and people will slap it up. They will not delay any more, and quickly turn around and go out.

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On the opposite side, Feng Ling pulled the sniper rifle back from the window and was about to habitually put the gun behind him, but realized that he was no longer a member of the XI base. It was not convenient for her to take it away. Just put the gun aside, the moment of expressionless look back, seeing Qin Shiting just looking at her series of actions.

"No wonder that when Nan Heng didn't know that you were a woman, he often said that although the entire XI base can have a lot of people, there are many powerful snipers, but you can shoot accurate snipers at a distance of 500 meters. Only you and A K let him be most reassured, especially you, the younger body is much thinner than other people, the sniper gun is playing more than anyone else, as if there is endless explosive power, see you today, I I finally understood why he was full of praise for you."

Feng Ling said: "It should be said that Dr. Qin and Mr. Mo's judgment is very accurate. Those Cambodians are very familiar with the current situation of the XI base. They know that the most trusted sniper is A K, as long as Ah K follows them. When entering the hotel, they will think that the XI base's action is in a hurry, and there is no preparation for external sniper scope, so the way to hit the West is the key to success."

Qin Siting smiled and said: "You haven't touched the gun for nearly a year."

Feng Ling faintly raised his eyebrows: "I haven't touched it since I left the base. It is indeed a lot of hands. If the people who are going to save today are warm, I will not take this risk easily. If there is no aim." The person who killed him can be more than one."

"Since Nan Heng asked me to call you, of course, I still trust your marksmanship."

Fengling is faint: "Is Nanheng letting you find me?"

Qin Siting smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? Otherwise, do you think I dare to invite you to this big lady?"

"Since he is in Los Angeles, why didn't he come in person, talking about these marksmanship, and I and A K were also personally trained by him. Isn't the most insurance sniper not him?" Feng Ling's face is already a bit bad.

"What do you say?"

Feng Ling did not say anything, just put the sniper rifle back into the black rectangular skin, and then turned away with no expression, and did not intend to stay.

"Feng Ling, when Nan Heng forced you to leave the XI base, it was also for you. When you grew up in an orphanage, you finally found your own family. You should go back to peace and quiet, not to mention your family. Allowing you to live this life and death again, he originally owed the family's feelings. As a result, you are the child lost in the family. He can't talk to the family and can only let you go back, even if it is just standing. In this angle for you, he also has to do that..."

Feng Ling did not seem to hear him, and his footsteps did not stop. He went straight out and did not return.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a tall and tall figure standing outside. The man was outside the door, leaning against the wall, and a cigarette in his hand was clearly extinguished, because she came out and looked at her. The man glared at the dark eyes, staring at her cold face, and then took a sip of smoke, sneezing into the face of the smoke.

Feng Ling looked coldly and looked at Nan Heng, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Nan Heng hooked his lips: "I haven’t touched the gun for so long, I am addicted today? Would you like to give me another shot, huh?"

(End of this chapter)