"Don't move!"
Amidst Ya Han's stern shout, He Yun smiled and raised the dagger in her hand.
Of course, as an assassin, perhaps she wouldn't be threatened by such an ordinary person. She stood still because the moment Ya Han raised her gun, the few agents who had been arranged to surround her had already surrounded her. When one of them pointed a gun at her back, it basically proved that her original intentions had already been seen through.
This kind of gathering seemed to be free on the surface, but in reality, it was already under extremely strict control in the dark. As a pawn, she basically couldn't find a way to take the risk of hiding a gun, so she could only use a dagger to do things.
The female agent behind her snatched the dagger and then used her hands to search her body. Lingjing and Shasha were shocked and took a few steps back, not quite understanding what had happened. He Yun calmly sized up Ya Han and the others, then smiled and nodded.
"How strange, so you guys have already discovered me … No wonder you've been following me the entire night …"
"Hmph."
Ya Han snorted softly, "Someone already told me that as long as I see you deliberately approaching Lingjing and the others, I should just pull out my gun. But I didn't see you actually hiding a dagger in your hand …"
"Ah, this is really …"
From the standpoint of a captive, He Yun was quite open-minded and shook her head with a bitter smile.
At this moment, the people near and far also reacted. Seeing that the perpetrator seemed to have been subdued, there wasn't much of a commotion. They just pointed and scattered in all directions. When a few agents who had been arranged in the dark walked towards He Yun, Ya Han exclaimed softly, "Ah!"
With a "whoosh", more than ten guns were pulled out at the same time and pointed at Ya Han. At this moment, the scene really started to become chaotic.
An originally inconspicuous man suddenly grabbed Ya Han's gun when he walked past her and strangled her with one hand, turning Ya Han, who was originally holding a gun, into a hostage.
"Sister Ya Han!"
The surrounding people suddenly started to become chaotic, and in the midst of this chaos, more than ten guns from far and near faced each other like a silent winter, the atmosphere was austere. After a long time, the male assassin who had the gun pointed at Ya Han's forehead said word by word, "No one is allowed to move.
Otherwise, I'll shoot. "
"You can't escape." As one of the agents spoke, a few people protected Lingjing and Shasha behind them.
The assassin smiled, "I don't think I can escape, but if she dies, won't Jian Suyan blame you guys for not protecting her?"
In just half a minute, the people in the big tent had all left amidst the chaos. Outside the tent, there was a crowd of people. It was obvious that they had completely surrounded the tent. In the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, a white girl in a black dress walked in while rubbing her forehead. Her brows were tightly knitted, and her head was lowered as if she was looking for an embroidery needle on the ground. Behind her were a few white men who seemed to have undergone strict training. They spread out around the tent.
Seeing this woman's lineup, the assassin who had kidnapped Ya Han didn't panic at all. He just smiled, "I didn't expect Miss Kelly to come. I wonder if you can make the decision here?
Or do we need to find someone else? I think it's better if we don't waste too much time … "
"I don't care what time it is. I was about to sleep, and you woke me up …" The white girl finally raised her head when she walked closer. She really looked like she had just climbed out of bed. Her hair was a little messy, and she didn't look well. Her dress seemed to be casually worn on her body. At this time, she impatiently tugged at the left shoulder strap with her hand. She was beautiful, and at this time, there was a rebellious and lazy feeling in her. "It wasn't easy for me to get over the jet lag. Do you know that I'll grow old quickly if I don't get enough sleep? Disturbing a beauty's sleep … You can't do this, you'll die …"
As she spoke, she seemed to be rubbing her forehead again, and she seemed to be talking to herself. The man smiled, "I know this is really bad behavior, but this is an emergency. Please understand. In five minutes, I have to talk to Jian Suyan personally."
He pointed at a large clock hanging above the tent, "It's 11: 17 now. I think I can wait until 11: 22. After that, I don't know what unpleasant things will happen …"
"That's it?
Okay, I got it … "Kelly impatiently snapped her fingers and yawned," Hey, hey, hey, get someone to take the ladder and remove the battery. I'm so tired. I'll talk to you in the morning. Bye … "
She waved her hand and prepared to leave. After two steps, the killer said in a deep voice, "Miss Kelly, I'm not joking with you!"
Kelly suddenly stopped. She slapped her forehead, and a pair of beautiful big eyes glared at him fiercely, "Then, are you threatening me?"
"If this can help everyone see the reality, then it's fine to think that way."
Just as the killer said that, Kelly suddenly waved her finger, "Okay, then let's not joke around anymore. Kill him."
With a soft snort, she walked out of the door without looking back. She gave the order, and the man named Charles on the other side took out a pistol from his pocket expressionlessly. The killer seemed to be suddenly confused. He looked at Kelly, then at Charles, and pulled the trigger of the pistol, "Hey, you really don't want to think about the consequences?"
"Who are you trying to scare with a water gun!"
At the same time Kelly waved her hand, a bang sounded in the tent. Ya Han screamed, "Ah —" The killer's head was penetrated by a bullet from the side. As his body fell, his finger subconsciously kept pulling the trigger. "Chi, chi …" Streams of water first drenched Ya Han's long hair, then scattered into the surrounding air.
He Yun, who was originally calm and composed, looked at this scene with her mouth wide open. Blood splattered on the ground.
"Farce …" Kelly didn't even have the mood to look back. She made a boring comment. He Yun screamed, "No!" She seemed to want to make a last stand, but she was immediately pressed to the ground by a few people.
Ya Han, who was frightened, clenched her hands into fists. She shrunk her neck slightly and stood there, panting rapidly. She glanced at the bleeding body on the ground from the corner of her eyes. It wasn't until Lingjing and Shasha rushed over that she held back her tears and hugged them. She said, "It's okay … It's okay …"
It seemed like … it was okay …
…
…
The summer rain came fiercely and left quickly. At around two o 'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped.
The entire campsite fell into darkness and silence. Only the cars parked by the road and some of the lights were still on.
With so many people participating in the campsite, there were actually special vehicles that were converted into small bathhouses. There were cubicles and hot water, but at this time, there were very few people who wanted to take a bath.
Or rather, there was only one.
Wearing thin clothes and holding a basin of hot water, Ya Han sat there quietly. Under the light, her graceful figure was outlined, but there was a faint sense of loneliness and loneliness.
She had already taken a bath two hours ago. Now that she woke up, she came to take a bath again. Her hair was still wet, but she didn't take out the hair dryer to dry it. She reached out to wring the towel in the hot water, then absentmindedly let go. She sat on a small stool and hugged her knees.
She reached out and subconsciously touched the side of her face that was splashed by the water. There were tears in her eyes, but she forced them not to fall.
She didn't know if there was blood on her face, but now there wasn't … Maybe there wasn't … She shouldn't have been splashed … At the position where the person shot and where he fell, the blood should have spurted out from the other side and then splashed on the ground. She shouldn't have been splashed … But that person was dead. He died so close to her, and she could only watch …
It was the first time in her life that she had seen someone die so close and clearly.
No, perhaps it wasn't so for her. It was the first time she came to the summer camp with Jiaming, and then there was the time when Jiaming got shot because of her. However, in both cases, the shock in her heart was diluted by other emotions. The first time, it was because she was too frightened. The second time, she was worried about Jiaming's safety. She couldn't wait to chop that person into minced meat, so how could she have the time to be afraid?
But this time, she was really disgusted by the blood on the ground.
Perhaps it wasn't disgust, but complicated feelings that couldn't be described. She could only sit quietly like that, wringing the towel and soaking it again.
It was an early summer night. It had just rained, so it was a little cold. When she heard the sound of a car, she secretly lifted the curtain hanging around the car. It was the sound of a sports car driving away. Looking at the car's headlights in the distance, she sighed softly. Yes, she was still worried about Jiaming …
She didn't know why he left, when he would come back, or if there was any danger. This incident gave her a very bad feeling. Lingjing and Shasha were calm — or maybe they were pretending to be calm — and they comforted her. After waiting for a while, the two of them fell asleep when it was almost one o 'clock in the morning. This was good too. Perhaps Jiaming didn't want them to worry.
In this kind of mood, she didn't know when a person squatted down quietly behind her and hugged her gently. When the two bodies touched, the cold of the summer night disappeared without a trace. She felt the warmth of the body behind her. The hands in front of her were covered with a few band-aids. He was wearing new clothes, and there was a faint smell of soap on his body after a shower — just like her — perhaps he was fine …
Tears fell unconsciously …
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…
At the same time, by the road about six or seven kilometers away from the campsite.
The street lights were connected to each other, and on this quiet road in the middle of the night, they were lonely and distant. After the heavy rain, the lights were bright and cold. Droplets of water condensed on the lampshades and then fell to the ground.
On this slightly lonely road, an off-road jeep was also parked by the side of the road. A woman got out of the car and checked the broken tires.
She was about 1.7 meters tall, and her figure was full of Dongfang's charm and beautiful face. She had an oval face, a ponytail, a white cotton long-sleeved T-shirt, a blue short-sleeved jacket with a hood, and a pair of fitted women's jeans. She had a refreshing and independent aura.
After checking the tires, the woman frowned. She opened the back door of the jeep and took out some repair tools. She picked up a replacement tire and threw it on the ground. As she crouched down to use the tools to twist the screws, a black shadow blew over from the darkness in the distance like the wind.
Her hands paused for a moment. She turned around and stood up with the wrench in her hand. In the wilderness about ten meters away from her, the figure suddenly stopped moving. The water droplets on the surrounding wormwood were separated by the wind and bounced away. The wormwood shook and quieted down. A dwarf wearing a black cloak stood there.
He was about 1.2 meters tall and the cloak on his body was tattered beyond recognition. Under the street lights, most of the dwarf's strangely tangled skin could be seen. Under the cloak, only part of his small face could be seen. His skin was also strangely wrinkled, making him look like an old man. Of course, it was hard to say how much the woman in front of him could see.
Looking at the woman's seemingly puzzled and innocent face, the dwarf's whole body trembled. His eyes were filled with resentment.
The two sides looked at each other. After a long time, the woman tilted her head. Her voice was soft and calm as she softly asked, "Immortal?"
There was no answer. The woman was somewhat helpless. She tilted her head again and asked, "… Monster?"
"… Thank you."
She nodded politely. She seemed to have decided to ignore the strange dwarf in front of her. She turned around and intended to continue repairing the jeep. Unexpectedly, just as she squatted down, the dwarf gnashed his teeth and said, "Jane — Su — Yan —"
The voice was a bit strange. Of course, she was not sure if it was the pronunciation of someone who was used to speaking English. However, when she heard those three words, the woman turned her head in puzzlement. "How do you know my name?"
She thought for a moment. "Oh, this is Jianghai. You should have seen me …" Before she could finish her words, the dwarf used English to fiercely interrupt her.
"Since you have chosen to wait for me here, then come!"
He stretched out his hands and a strange black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him. The black aura surrounded a small electric light and whistled as it rotated. In an instant, the space within a few square meters of his body seemed to have suddenly lost its gravity. Countless water droplets flew up and suspended in the air.
While controlling this strange ability, the dwarf's face revealed a strange smile. It was as if a performer who had been suppressed for a long time finally had a chance to perform. The wind instantly expanded and the water droplets whistled as they rotated.
If it was someone else who saw this supernatural scene in front of them, they would probably think that they had seen a god or a ghost and would be scared half to death.
The woman's lips were slightly parted as she looked on. She looked a little innocent, a little embarrassed, and also a little angry. She probably didn't know who she had offended by driving all the way here without doing anything. Not only did her tires burst, but she also had to be harassed by a pervert.
Her shoulders helplessly slumped. She looked at the darkness in the distance and sighed. For a moment, she was somewhat dispirited.
After a moment, she glanced at the excited dwarf again.
"What's wrong with him … Seriously …" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com to read more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)