"Two on the left and rear diagonally, one on the right and rear, and two in front of the building."
"There are so many snipers, what should we do now?"
"Did you take the pistol I gave you?"
Xiahou Huan'er nodded lightly: "I'll take it with me."
The world outside is so complicated, so of course you need to carry weapons for protection.
Dongfang Xing's palms moved around her body, from her waist to her trousers and then to her thighs.
Although she knew what he wanted to do, she couldn't help but shrink back, push his hand away, and chuckled: "Don't touch it randomly, it will itch. I'll give it to you." She bent down slightly and quietly took it.
He pulled out the pistol hidden in his boot and handed it to him.
Dongfang Xing secretly took the pistol, suddenly put a hand around her waist, pulled her into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.
At such a dangerous time, he was still in the mood to kiss her?
Xiahou Huan'er was about to push him away, but then she realized that he had fired. The gun was a silencer. It was night again. Who would have thought that when they were kissing passionately, they were killing people. Her heartbeat was like thunder.
But at this moment, she could only pretend to be intoxicated by his kiss calmly.
Cang Ying, who was luring the Persian cat behind, saw the two of them suddenly hugging each other and started kissing each other passionately. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Ah, they are too impatient, this is a street.
He was considering whether to step forward to remind them, when a slight hint of gunpowder smoke suddenly passed through his breath, and his body suddenly became tense and alert.
The Persian cat seemed to realize that the atmosphere was a bit serious and remained obediently silent.
After a while, Dongfang Xing put away the pistol as if nothing had happened, put his arm around Xiahou Huan'er's waist, and continued to move forward.
Souei quickly raised his head and looked around, just in time to catch several black figures falling to the ground on the distant building.
Looking at the domineering and slender figure in front of him, a drop of cold sweat quietly slipped down his forehead.
It was so awesome. He suddenly felt that being their bodyguard was just showing off in front of Guan Gong and overestimating his abilities.
Seeing that he was stunned, the Persian cat blinked its beautiful eyes and asked doubtfully: "Cang Ying, master and the others have gone far."
Sogying came back to his senses, laughed sheepishly and said, "I was just thinking about something, let's go." After saying that, he took her hand and followed them.
Returning to the rented house, Xiahou Huan'er thought about it for a moment and felt that she should tell the Persian cat something clearly. She asked Dongfang Xing to go back to the room first, because this Persian cat was too eye-catching and could not be tolerated in the eyes of lovers.
A grain of sand, let alone a stingy woman like her.
In the hall, the Persian cat sat cautiously opposite Xiahou Huan'er.
Xiahou Huan'er took a sip of tea and asked, "What's your name?"
She shook her head: "Master, you haven't given me a name yet."
Xiahou Huan'er almost choked on her tea and stared: "You don't have a name?"
Damn it, this game is too realistic. Using people as prizes is already ridiculous, and it still has no name.
The woman was humble: "Master, please give me a name, and I will have a name."
Xiahou Huan'er put her hand on her forehead helplessly: "Forget it, you look like a Persian cat, so I'll call you Persian cat for now."
A happy smile appeared on the Persian cat's face: "Thank you, master."
Xiahou Huan'er waved her hands a little unbearably: "Come on, don't call me master. It makes me so uncomfortable. Call me Liu."