"I'm sleepy, so hurry up and go back to sleep. Do you want to have a fight, or just give me the hostage?"
This lazy voice is clearly Mo Shangjun’s!
An Chen was startled, his foot slipped, he stepped on the accelerator, and the jeep rushed downhill in an instant.
There was a curve ahead, the car was going too fast, and the Jeep went straight towards a tree!
An Chen quickly stepped on the brakes.
Due to inertia, the person rushed backwards, as if being pressed by a strong force, and there was a crashing sound behind him.
His heart sank, and An Chen secretly screamed something bad.
The car slid along the road with obvious traces, and finally stopped when it met the big tree.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, An Chen felt a chill on his neck and his whole body was tense.
"Damn it, are you looking for death?!"
There was a cold voice from behind.
An unsheathed dagger was pressed against his neck.
"Sorry." Through the rearview mirror, An Chen only saw a cowboy hat and half of his face. He asked nervously, "Are you okay?"
Frowning irritably, Mo Shangyun's dagger passed by his neck, and An Chen felt a chill on his neck.
Then, I heard Mo Shangyun say coldly, "You're dead."
An Chen's eyes were filled with worry, not frustration or disappointment. He immediately turned his head to see if she was injured.
Without thinking, he saw Mo Shangyun's other hand also holding a dagger, aiming it right at Yu Yitong's neck.
"You just had the opportunity, why didn't you take action?" Mo Shangyun's attitude towards Yu Yitong was much better.
"We can't win." Yu Yitong said every word.
There is no chance of winning at all.
From the moment Mo Shangyun appeared in the car, she and An Chen were destined to have no chance of escape.
Mo Shangjun had many opportunities to attack them.
Even if she resisted, it would be nothing more than striking a stone with an egg.
She is very self-aware and doesn't like doing useless things.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun smiled suddenly, "You're quite right."
Yu Yitong frowned and looked at Mo Shangyun through the rearview mirror, feeling a chill on his neck.
To be on the safe side, Mo Shangjun still "finished" her with the back of a knife.
Yu Yitong was not surprised either.
She took the initiative to hand over the hostage.
The hostage is the younger "brother", about five years old, and he is easy to carry. Mo Shangyun can carry it in his hand without any effort.
"Ask a question."
When Mo Shangyun was about to open the car door, Yu Yitong suddenly turned around and said calmly to Mo Shangyun.
Mo Shangjun opened the car door and asked, "How did I get in the car?"
"Yeah." Yu Yitong nodded.
"Guess for yourself."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slyly, opened the door and walked out.
It was cold and windy outside, the night was hazy, and snowflakes filled the sky.
"Momo!"
Along with a burst of shouting, the driver's door made a noise.
Mo Shangjun paused, but never turned around, and walked back with the hostage in hand.
However, there was the sound of running behind her, and in the blink of an eye, An Chen had already run up to her.
"Momo."
An Chen stretched out his hand to pull her, but before he could touch the back of her hand, her hand avoided him. He missed the opportunity and his hand stopped in the air.
"Can you change your name?" Mo Shangyun frowned.
An Chen lowered his head slightly and stared at her.
His expression was indifferent and his eyes were cold, as before, cold and distant.
She stood very straight, with a straight waist, thin clothes, a hat brim, and snowflakes on her shoulders. She was clearly standing in front of her, but she seemed to be far away, so far away that it made people uncomfortable.
After a while, An Chen said: "I heard that you went to the reconnaissance camp."
Mo Shangjun curled his lips playfully, "What, you want to reminisce about the past?"
An Chen was startled and a little embarrassed.
It was he who felt sorry for Mo Shangyun first.
There is no reason to approach her anymore.
"Tangled up?"
An Chen fell silent, but a familiar voice came from Mo Shangyun's headset.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand, touched his ears, and smiled, "Where are they?"
"Uphill."
Respond simply and in a calm voice.
Hearing the sound, Mo Shangjun raised his eyes and heard the sound of a motorcycle starting. He glanced twice and saw a black motorcycle rushing towards him like an arrow at an incredible speed.
An Chen also looked along the sound.
A man, driving the Yamaha R1 that Mo Shangjun had driven earlier, rushed straight towards this direction.
The speed was so fast that people subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the Yamaha R1 stopped steadily one meter away from them.
Mo Shangyun walked straight over.
The man handed the helmet to Mo Shangjun, acted in unison, and then opened the goggles.
An Chen took a closer look and found that he didn't recognize him.
"Go back, someone will pick you up."
Yan Tianxing said a word and put the goggles on again.
At the same time, Mo Shangyun took off his cowboy hat, put on his helmet, put his arm around Yan Tianxing's shoulders, jumped in the air, and sat behind him.
An uncontrollable emotion emerged from his chest but was blocked in his throat. An Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Mo Shangyun, but he couldn't pronounce a single word.
The car drove away.
An Chenjing stood there, looking at the distant figure from a distance, and never looked back until it disappeared.
"Ex-girlfriend?" Yu Yitong came to An Chen.
An Chen said with some difficulty, "So... right."
It was a casual question, but he never thought that he would get a positive answer, and Yu Yitong looked at him in surprise.
"Isn't it similar?" An Chen asked.
Yu Yitong shook his head, "It doesn't look like that."
An Chen laughed at himself, and after a long time he said: "That's right."
"How do you think she got in the car?"
"have no idea."
Yu Yitong lightly frowned, his eyes burning with interest and fun.
Then she asked, "What's her name?"
An Chen paused and said: "Mo, Shang, Yun."
Mo Shangjun.
An existence that he could never get to the bottom of.
Yu Yitong raised his eyebrows.
Mo Shangjun, I look forward to seeing you again.
*
Yamaha R1 driving on mountain trails.
Yan Tianxing hadn't driven for a while when he felt something knocking on his helmet.
So, he stopped.
Yan Tianxing turned around and found Mo Shangjun's hand about to take it back.
Sure enough it was her.
"What to do?" Yan Tianxing asked.
Now that he was discovered, Mo Shangjun didn't pretend, he retracted his hand, opened his goggles, and affirmed: "Dirty."
After a pause, Yan Tianxing smiled and asked grimly: "Who threw it into the mud pit?"
Mo Shangyun glanced upward and explained without any guilt: "The situation is urgent."
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)