It is still observation during the day.

Moreover, it is a careful observation, and even action must be careful.

Ding Jing simply did not move, Mo Shangyun went to Yan Tianxing once when changing shifts.

She delivered equipment to Yan Tianxing.

But at the same time, he also inquired about the situation observed by Xiayan Tianxing himself.

"Have you seen a familiar face?" Mo Shangjun lay beside Yan Tianxing, and slightly flicked the unsightly leaves in front.

The leaves were eaten by insects, and the mottled wormhole looked a bit uncomfortable. She simply picked it and threw it aside.

It is really hard for people with cleanliness to stay in this kind of place.

"Ok."

Behind the sight of the sniper rifle, Yan Tianxing's eye was exposed.

Calm, indifferent, almost ruthless.

There are no emotions and ups and downs.

But, in such extreme peace, it was filled with the murderousness of the Yan people.

The cold, along with the surrounding temperature, also drops.

Mo Shangyun whispered secretly in his heart: the aura is invisible and intangible, but it cannot be ignored.

However, when she saw Yan Tianxing playing sniper rifle, she would hide his breath skillfully and blend with the surrounding environment without any sense of disobedience. He now responds to this... It is probably true to see the so-called "common face" ""

"If you feel the time is up, you can do it at any time." Mo Shangyun hesitated and made a commitment, "We will try our best to cooperate with you."

"Mo Xiaoyun."

Still staring at the sight, Yan Tianxing yelled at her softly.

"Ok?"

Yan Tianxing said calmly: "I'm not that impulsive yet."

"..."

Too.

Mo Shangyun's eyebrows moved a little, and there was a touch of helplessness and distress in his heart.

She couldn't empathize with Yan Tianxing's previous experience.

How to survive the tortured days.

What kind of memories do those people have...

However, just thinking about those days, and the mood of meeting them again now, Mo Shangyun has an uncontrollable hatred.

Just like when she made such impulsive behavior with a live ammo two years ago.

But obviously, Yan Tianxing was more mature and calmer than she was at the time.

"Then pay attention to rest," exhaled, and Mo Shangyun urged, "have we stared at it."

Yan Tianxing said: "Relax, no problem."

This injury did not affect his shooting.

Accompanying Yan Tianxing for a while, Mo Shangjun took a short break under the urging of Yan Tianxing before going back to join Ding Jing to take over Ding Jing's surveillance task.

It seems calm.

As time passed, night fell.

Tonight, there are sporadic stars and there are also meniscuses hanging in the air.

Tiangong is a beauty and has a bright vision.

"Will they do it tonight?"

After sleeping for a while, Ding Jing, holding his gun in sleepy eyes, rubbed beside Mo Shangjun.

Feeling the pulsation of the eyelids, Mo Shangyun gently said, "It is possible."

Somehow, there is a hunch in my heart-the waiting time will not be too long.

"I have an intuition," Ding Jing said, "It's almost done."

In the silent night, in the quiet village, the sound of the engine of the vehicle was a bit harsh, which became more and more obvious from far to near.

"Here is the car again."

The lazy voice of northern Jiangsu came from the channel.

Ding Jing and Mo Shangyun both stared closely at the direction of the vehicle.

This time it was a van.

Stop at the door.

As soon as he stopped, a few strong men walked over and opened the door directly.

One of the men grabbed a woman's arm. After being struggling a few times, he forcibly grabbed the man. The woman stumbled on the ground. He raised his hand and slapped it with two slaps.

It was too far away to clearly hear any sound, but at that moment, Mo Shangyun and others only felt that applause rang in his ears.

Very clear and loud.

The woman whose two slaps were deleted was directly stunned. Immediately without any resistance, she was carried directly into the house by the man.

Like a puppet with no resistance.

The van was all women except the driver.

There are six in total.

All expressions of frustration and despair.

Judging from their dress, most of them are villagers nearby.

The age is not too old. The girl in her twenties is as old as a flower.

However, they are about to walk into the wolf den...

What they are brought to do, Mo Shangyun and others need not discuss, they all know.

As bystanders, they were silent.

Until Ding Jing suddenly shouted, "Yi Zhihua."

Originally put down the telescope, Mo Shangyun, who didn't want to look at it again, sniffed the fingers of the telescope and tightened sharply, and raised the telescope again.

In the field of vision, the girl in red was forced to get off the van.

She is the last one.

The face is bruised and bruised.

The bright red clothes looked like a wanton blood in the dark night.

Unlike other people, she did not give up resistance after getting off the car. She struggled violently, her bound hands were torn by the rope, and blood flowed out, soaking her sleeves and rope.

"Slap" "Slap".

She was slapped in the face.

However, she still did not stop, but struggled crazier.

She yelled, screamed, and scolded, and there were tears in her eyes.

Full of hate is burning, as if it can overflow at any time.

The delicate and kind girl, the innocent smiling girl, was tortured by them.

They grabbed her hair and loaded it onto the car. The blood was flowing, and the blood stained her face in an instant.

She was in a trance for a few seconds, suddenly calmed down, and her eyes suddenly disappeared.

Stop struggling.

We will come to save you.

Mo Shangjun shouted in his heart, but couldn't make a sound.

When he saw a flower being punched and kicked again and again, Mo Shangjun unconsciously bit the corner of his lip, and in a trance, the tongue tip tasted the smell of blood, and the rich **** smell made Mo Shangyun recover.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell whether this cruel, indifferent picture was real or unreal.

Then she heard gunshots.

"boom--"

The sound of a pistol.

In such a silent valley, it was extremely loud.

Then, she saw that the little girl in bright red fell down, the blood from her chest spread on the ground, she fell in the pool of blood, motionless, and there was no sound in a blink of an eye.

Everything happens between electric flint.

When she was about to be carried to the door, she suddenly reacted, stepped on the foot of the man behind her, and turned around and ran away when the other person hurt her.

At the same time, the other man had almost no hesitation, directly pulled out his pistol and aimed at her, at the same time pulled the trigger.

At a distance of less than ten meters, it was aimed at the heart, and it was killed on the spot, there was no possibility of survival.

Wan Lai is quiet.

It seems that no sound can be heard.