Ye Wangchuan took the gun from her hand, checked it over slowly, loaded it, stretched out his long arm, half-squinted his eyes and made an aiming motion, then slowly lowered his hand, looking sideways in the direction of the girl with a smile.
, the tone is gentle and relaxed,
Indescribably proud and prudent.
"Sig Sauer p322 .22 lr rimfire pistol?"
Qiao Nian put one hand on the bed and raised her head casually: "Do you know him?"
Ye Wangchuan threw the weapon in his hand to her again: "Catch it." Qiao Nian quickly caught the weapon that fell into his hand in the darkness, and twirled it in his hand as if playing with it, his long eyelashes drooped, and his tone was indifferent.
Dahao: "It's not safe to wait. You don't have any self-defense weapons... it's too risky."
Already."
"Give this to me, what about yourself?" Ye Wangchuan's tone was calm, not panicking at all, and he didn't know if he was unaware of the danger.
Qiao Nian frowned, her eyes were cold, and she was about to say that she would find a way.
at this time.
Ye Wangchuan made a shushing gesture to her, and leaned close to the door to listen to the footsteps outside.
Qiao Nian also noticed footsteps approaching them from outside.
She walked over and lowered her voice: "How many people are outside?"
"two."
The man's figure was blurry in the darkness, but he could feel the faint cold mint aroma emanating from his body, which was reassuring for no reason.
"Yeah." Qiao Nian calmed down, held the miniature pistol in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Please stay behind me and don't move."
"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan chuckled softly from the darkness, with an indescribable meaning: "Do you know what the old man sent me to learn after I was ten years old?"
Qiao Nian hasn't reacted yet.
I don't know why he mentioned this.
Just at this moment.
Footsteps outside approached them.
She heard people outside whispering: "I haven't seen this room yet, be careful, they might be hiding in it."
...He really came for her!
Her attention was drawn, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of coolness, and she clenched the loaded pistol.
The next second.
Qiao Nian only felt that she was being blocked behind her. Ye Wangchuan opened the door in front of her, like a cheetah in the night, staring at the unsuspecting prey outside.
Just hearing two muffled groans in the corridor, Qiao Nian saw two men with armbands lying on the ground outside. The man she said she wanted to protect just now bent down leisurely to pick up the two men.
The weapon was on the ground, and a flashlight was thrown to her.
.
"Take it."
Calm and domineering.
This is the true appearance of Mr. Jingshi.
Moving like a cheetah, as fast as the wind.
He has never been a man who needs protection from women.
Qiao Nian steadily caught the flashlight he threw and said nothing. She took the initiative to hand her back to him and said calmly: "Drag these two people into the room first. They should be full of people looking for us outside."
Ye Wangchuan was ready to drag the two unconscious men into the room without her asking, so he easily threw the two piles of mud on the floor in the corner of the room.
Seeing that he had obtained the weapons, Qiao Nian didn't mention sharing the weapons with him. He just couldn't help but ask in the dark room: "I didn't expect you to have learned fighting."
"It's not fighting." Ye Wangchuan threw the two 'garbage' on the ground, and moved his wrists gracefully, with a smile on his lips: "Brothers from the big courtyard in Beijing have been thrown into learning close combat since they were young. I am very
When I was 2 years old, I was thrown into the team by the old man and I learned it for a few years. I'm not a master, but it's more than enough to protect you."