As soon as the car stopped, Ding Jing glanced at Mo Shangjun without saying anything, opened the door and walked out.
Under the vigilant attention of many eyes, Ding Jing glanced at the man sitting in front of the barbecue stall and strode towards her.
There were two people around her who subconsciously wanted to get closer and search her for dangerous items, but she had no intention of stopping. The man in the spotlight also waved his hand in a timely manner, signaling the two people to disperse.
The two men looked at each other worriedly, but finally backed away.
Ding Jing walked to the opposite side of the table, hooked a corner of the chair with his feet, pulled it out, and then sat down on the chair.
She put her hands in her pockets, crossed her legs, and looked at the man opposite her from a close distance.
Not counting the number of times they met in battle in recent years, the last time they met seems to have been ten years ago.
It has been so long that Ding Jing's memory of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Jian Shaoning has long been blurred, but just by looking at the person in front of her, she is connected with the Jian Shaoning from ten years ago.
His appearance and temperament have matured, and he still looks a little handsome. The scar on the right side of his forehead has not faded away, and the shadow of the boy from ten years ago can still be vaguely seen.
After sizing up Jian Shaoning, Ding Jing glanced around.
This place was chosen really well. There are greenhouses built outside the store, blocking the view from above. Coupled with the restrictions of the surrounding buildings, it is difficult for snipers to be effective.
It is said that they threatened the armed police, and if they were found to have armed support, they would "Ling Chi" the arrested young man in front of everyone.
Find a person and cut off a piece of flesh.
In a place like this, in front of the police, they act unscrupulously.
"I'm here, how can you let him go?"
Ding Jing asked calmly and almost casually.
Turning her head, she looked at the detained armed policeman at the table next to her.
He was a young man in his early twenties, with very stubborn eyes. He was beaten all over, but his eyes were still sharp, hiding a light that could resist all darkness. He could turn into a sharp knife, with just murderous intent.
It was enough to see blood sealing his throat.
Bravo.
He is not afraid of death.
But everyone here wants him to live.
Jian Shaoning looked at Ding Jing sitting opposite.
Different from the chilling feeling before, even though he was cold now, his eyebrows had a touch of softness. He asked in a chatty tone: "Do you want to come with me?"
When he asked this question, he seemed to be asking, "Are you going to go shopping later?" in a calm and relaxed tone.
Ding Jing was stunned when he heard the sound, and he laughed lightly, "I finally returned to my country, so I have no reason to follow you."
Jian Shaoning did not continue to persuade, but said directly: "You can think about it."
"No need to think about it." Ding Jing replied decisively.
However, even though he acted so determined and calm, Ding Jing still couldn't help but frown.
Damn it, no matter what kind of mentality Jian Shaoning had in "inviting" her, he definitely knew that she had a bug on her body, and these words would definitely be heard by the people listening behind the scenes.
He definitely has the purpose of sowing discord.
Her presence in the military was already very embarrassing, but when Jian Shaoning suddenly showed up, GS9 might have asked her to leave directly.
"Our door is open to you at any time." Jian Shaoning said calmly, then glanced to one side.
As early as an hour ago, the boss was frightened by their posture, and all the kebabs he made were burnt, so Jian Shaoning directly asked the boss to throw the weak-legged and panic-stricken boss into the store, and then found his own people to cook the barbecue.
At this time, the new skewers had just been grilled. When Jian Shaoning took a look at it, the young man in charge of the barbecue grinned and walked over with the barbecue.
He served the barbecue to the table very gentlemanly, and when he bent down, he called out, "Sister Ding."
Ding Jing's eyelids twitched, and then he looked at the young man emphatically.
He looks about eighteen or nineteen years old and has a pair of beautiful eyes, like sapphire-colored glass beads that shine when he smiles.
These eyes are strangely familiar.
After Ding Jing was stunned for a moment, he suddenly thought of a certain name and subconsciously said, "Jing Jiu?"
"Sister Ding, do you still remember me?" The smile on the face of the young man named Jing Jiu became a little shy. After he finished laughing, he suddenly lowered his head and said in a slightly thankful tone, "That's great."
so good.
After all these years, you can still remember me.
"..."
Ding Jing didn't speak for a while.
She thought...this child had died long ago.
Even though he knew he was on the opposite side, Ding Jing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this living child again.
"Sister Ding, come with us." Jing Jiu blinked his bright eyes and persuaded with eager hope, "You are free and we will protect you."
A sarcastic smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ding Jing's mouth. He looked at Jing Jiu and then at Jian Shaoning.
"Have you all been brainwashed?"
Ding Jing said lazily, then reached out to pick up a meat skewer, took a bite and raised his eyebrows, "Hey, this tastes pretty good."
Jing Jiu, who was still shocked by her previous words, suddenly heard her praise of the skewers and didn't know what to do for a moment.
He could only look at Ding Jing steadily.
No words can describe his mood at this moment and his eagerness for Ding Jing to agree.
As long as Ding Jing nods, they can escape with her intact and leave this town.
They already have this ability.
but...
When he saw Ding Jing's movements and expression, he couldn't help but feel desperate.
His subconscious told him that it was impossible for Ding Jing to nod.
At the very least, I will never nod now.
"Let's sit down and eat together." Ding Jing slowly finished a skewer.
When Jing Jiu heard the sound, he subconsciously looked at Jian Shaoning. He waited until Jian Shaoning nodded before he sat down aside.
At this moment, the door of the car parked on the roadside was suddenly opened, and a slender figure stepped out.
She turned sideways and rested her elbows on the roof of the car. She looked across the car at the dining table where Ding Jing was.
Her movement naturally attracted a lot of attention, and many people had already put their hands on the place where the anti-personnel weapons were hidden.
But she raised her eyebrows, smiled in the direction of Ding Jing and asked, "Hey, can I get some food?"
The cool night breeze penetrated her hair. She was not wearing a hat, and her short hair was flying in the wind. Her delicate and beautiful face was obscured by the messy hair, but her dark and bright eyes were still prominent.
Ding Jing was so aroused by her actions that he trembled.
Damn it, how unafraid of death is this guy?!
She felt that she might not be able to leave alive, but she was named and there was nothing she could do about it. Fortunately for Mo Shangjun, he could have just stepped on the accelerator and left, but in the end... he stood up and took the gun?!
Is this person crazy?
But as soon as the words of complaint came to her lips, she turned her head towards Jing Jiu and asked, "Can you?"
She didn't ask Jian Shaoning because he didn't cook the barbecue.
"...Can."
Jing Jiu was still immersed in the shock of Mo Shangyun who had the audacity to stand up, so he nodded in confusion.
Well, before what that woman did, these skewers...are nothing.
Jing Jiu thought so.
Jian Shaoning glanced at Mo Shangyun sternly, but after one glance, he took it back coldly. He gave a look to the person next to him, and the other person immediately came over knowingly, holding half of the skewers and walking towards Mo Shangyun. (To be completed.)