"Oh, how obsessed with me are, you will pester me even if you turn into a ghost." An Xiaoyao joked, still not having any sense of crisis.
"Hmph!!! That's your honor. How many people want me to turn into a ghost and pester him, but I don't want to."
An Xiaoyao smiled. The white men couldn't stand their leisurely chatting and didn't take them seriously. He pointed his pistol at Xia Qing, "Say, are you saying true?"
Xia Qing's eyes were a little dizzy and he didn't even care if he was pointed at by a gun.
She didn't know why, and didn't feel nervous.
How many times will your life be in the evening? Even if you are calm, you will feel a little nervous. This time, there is no such thing as a calm Buddha who can walk around. His indifference seems to infect the people around you and make all the restless emotions
All were comforted.
"If you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me? I will never betray the general. You either believe me or kill me, you can do whatever you want." Xia Qing couldn't hold on and leaned against An Xiaoyao with his head tilted.
The shoulders just hit An Xiaoyao's wound.
"You did it on purpose?"
Xia Qing didn't say anything, she had no strength to speak anymore, and the pain and blood loss cost her half her life.
An Xiaoyao looked at the white man and pointed his gun slowly at An Xiaoyao, "Who are you?"
"An Xiaoyao." He didn't say nonsense, just reported to the house, looked at Xia Qing next to him, and said, "It turns out that this dead girl really believed it. Since she was betrayed, there is no need to go around in circles. At least this white man would not want him in a short time."
The fate.
"The batch of guns of ace are only sold to Russian gangsters. Soros, you are so capable, even I dare to catch them."
The white man changed his face. He had been hiding his identity for so many years to protect his family. He used pseudonyms on the road. His true identity had been hidden for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, An Xiaoyao could call out his name accurately.
They may not know the division of labor in the ace, but they have heard of it that Ace has an uncomfortable intelligence system of the NSA. Even if he is not An Xiaoyao, he is definitely not an ordinary person.
On An Xiaoyao's face, he could not see any panic in the face of death.
"I still don't believe that Ace and Counter-terrorism are mortal enemies. Why are you together? How could Xia Qing recover from your side?" The white man asked a question.
An Xiaoyao tilted his head and thought about it, and replied seriously, "Xia Qing fell in love with me, pursued me relentlessly, and lost half of his life. I rarely do good deeds every day to save her life. What's so strange?"
Xia Qing raised his head, fell heavily again, and hit An Xiaoyao's wound.
I will fall in love with you only if I am blind.
An Xiaoyao almost twisted her head off.
"If you don't tell the truth, I will shoot you!" The white man was also forced to make a fuss, and his gun was pressed between his eyebrows.
An Xiaoyao's pupils shrank slightly, and a cold light flashed, "You'd better take your gun away. I'm a little sensitive to this thing. You're so close to me, do you believe it or not, even if I only have one breath left,
You will die faster than me."
The white man quickly avoided a few steps back, and An Xiaoyao's lips smiled even stronger.
The smile was dazzling and sarcastic in the eyes of the white man. His chest was so angry that he roared, "Closing them!"
His men took An Xiaoyao and Xia Qing to the dungeon, and the female killer beside him asked, "Boss, what should I do?"