Mo Shangjun was sitting at the front of the car, arranging the items on hand, including a binoculars, a pair of black gloves, a mask, a dagger and... a pistol and a magazine full of bullets.
All of these were prepared by Si Sheng.
Si Sheng still lay half-lying in the same lazy posture, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, and glanced at the rearview mirror of the car intentionally or unintentionally.
"I'm afraid the person you were waiting for has arrived."
The thin lips under the sunglasses curl up, adding a touch of charm.
"Um."
Mo Shangjun's voice was blown away in the night wind.
The air is a bit humid compared to before, and it hasn't rained in more than a month. I'm afraid things are going to change.
She slowly put on the black gloves, then wiped off the fingerprints on the pistol and put it away properly.
"Are you going to take action?" Si Sheng poked his head out slightly and asked in the night wind.
"Um."
"Is there anything else you need? I'll have it delivered."
"No shortage."
After packing up everything, Mo Shangyun got out of the front of the car.
"gone."
Mo Shangjun threw the binoculars to her.
Raising his hand to take it, Si Sheng said: "Good luck."
"The same to you."
Looking back at her, Mo Shangyun turned around and walked down a path away from the road.
In the car, Si Sheng took off her sunglasses, revealing a stunning face. She buckled her seat belt, started the car and drove in the direction where the delivery group left!
*
Nine o'clock.
Mo Shangjun walked across a long field and came to a dilapidated house.
At the end of August, the rice fields are growing green, frogs are chirping and insects are chirping, and the moon is hanging in the sky, creating a very ordinary pastoral scene in the mountains.
Mo Shangjun, who was wearing a mask, stood under the wall of the house and inadvertently pushed down the brim of his peaked cap.
A very ordinary red brick house, probably 20 to 30 years old. Compared with the newly built houses around it, this red brick house is a bit dilapidated.
The house has two floors, and only the living room and kitchen on the first floor have lights on. They seem to be drinking and celebrating, and the noise can be heard far away.
According to Si Sheng's information, this house belongs to a local resident. Because the owners of the house have gone out to work and the older generation has passed away, it has been abandoned in the past two years. However, 9 men suddenly moved in here two months ago. It is said that
It was rented from the current owner of the house, and the villagers confirmed this.
However, more than half a month ago, the five people living here suddenly disappeared, and now there are only four people living here. This is also consistent with the number of people when Shotgun fought Mo Shangjun and the others last time.
Mo Shangyun was a bit strange at first. They left so many houses in the city unrented and came to such a remote place to let the people in the countryside know their existence. However, after seeing no cameras along the way,
I did vaguely understand something.
In a place like this, even if they are watched by the villagers every day, the villagers will never take pictures of them. But in the city, cameras are everywhere. When the time comes, a surveillance camera will be able to find out their appearance at all times.
Moreover, the ready-made abandoned houses just now are enough for them to fight easily.
She glanced at the footprints under her feet.
It will rain tonight, and the traces she has left now will disappear as the night passes.
The dagger was taken out, and Mo Shangyun held it in his backhand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced in a certain direction on the field ridge, and then climbed directly onto the wall like a ghost.
In a blink of an eye, I followed the wall to the second floor.
The window on the second floor was broken, and her frame was not big, so she sneaked in easily.
not far away--
Under the telescope, the scene of Mo Shangjun easily climbing up the wall clearly fell into a pair of eyes.
The sinister and sharp eyes were shining with deep light in the darkness, and some emotions were getting heavier and heavier.
"Aren't you looking for death if you stand alone?"
From behind, there was a whisper.
The man put down the telescope and glanced back with cold eyes. The man who had just spoken immediately took half a step back, lowered his head quickly, and did not dare to speak easily again.
"Where is that woman?" the man asked.
"We're already far away, as if we're chasing that group of people." Someone quickly answered, and then added, "The car has driven more than 20 kilometers, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while."
Hearing the sound, the man didn't speak anymore, and the people behind him didn't even dare to make a sound.
Waited for a few minutes.
Through the telescope, one can see that the people in the living room were attacked, but the shabby curtains were half-closed during the fight, and two men were faintly seen knocked to the ground. The figure of a woman was looming under the curtains, and the living room was noisy.
However, it didn't take long for it to return to peace.
Two men appeared in half of the window where the curtains were not drawn. They were sitting on two benches with their faces covered. From the curtains, two men could be seen walking towards the blind corner.
The man's eyes condensed, and murderous intent emerged.
"Don't follow me." The man said coldly.
Throwing the telescope back, someone reached out to catch it.
"Boss, we..."
"Stand where you are."
After finishing these four simple words, the man had already walked towards the dilapidated red brick house.
After that, the few people who were following him stood still, not daring to take even a step forward.
Walking in the darkness, the man's dropped hands clenched into fists.
Mo Shangyun, if this is a scene you directed and acted, a trap specially set for him...
So, congratulations, you succeeded.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)