I like you, my nature is hard to change

Chapter 22: Sister Takes You to Fight
"Nachuan, what happened to you." Fu Qingyuan's voice came from the phone, with strong anxiety, obviously he heard the gunshot.

Na Chuan opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He stared at the door of the room with dull eyes. He had an urge to go out. How could he, a big man, leave a girl at the end and escaped with his own life.

Fu Qingyuan saw that Na Chuan had not spoken for a long time on the other end of the phone, and his heart was already in a mess.

Just as Na Chuan was trying to control his legs to get up from the ground, the door of the room was opened.

"Miss Mo, you're still alive." Na Chuan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes burst out with an incomparably bright light.

Mo Zishu dragged a dead body into the room. There was a bloody hole between the eyebrows of that body, which was caused by Mo Zishu with a pistol, and bullets pierced the rest of the body. Apparently, Mo Zishu used this body as a keyboard to avoid the sniper's shooting.

"I hope so much that I die." The corner of Mo Zishu's mouth raised a wicked smile, which was extremely flamboyant and shining.

"No, it's not." Na Chuan lowered his head, not knowing what to say, and seeing that the phone call was hung up in the last second, he felt a little guilty.

"Okay, those people have already come up. Without guns, we have a good chance of winning." Mo Zishu thought that he was worried about whether they would come out safely today, so she comforted him.

"Your wound is open again." Na Chuan's voice was dull, looking at Mo Zishu's messy body, which was also stained with a lot of blood, as embarrassing as he could be, the wound wrapped around his arm was already soaked with rags.

"It's okay, you still have six bullets in this gun, and there is a big thing to do later, so don't wither now." Mo Zishu threw the pistol to Na Chuan with a calm expression.

"I don't want it, you keep it, these eight guns are more useful to keep on you than on me." Nachuan said, he just saw a big bloody hole in the middle of the man's forehead, which is this gun Caused.

"Big man, don't be so wordy, I have my own weapons." Mo Zishu said as she took off the hairpin from her head. The black hairpin seemed to have a layer of jet black ink flowing on it, giving off a cold edge. , the end of the hairpin is engraved with a word Shu, which is very small and inconspicuous.

Na Chuan looked at the hairpin and thought it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but he believed Mo Zishu inexplicably in his heart.
"Are you ready? There are more than 20 people outside." Mo Zishu turned her head to look at Na Chuan, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Looking at that smile, Na Chuan was not so scared for a moment.

The sniper from the opposite building had already evacuated, picked up the communicator in his hand and said: "The sniper failed, start plan B."

Plan B refers to encirclement and suppression.

When those people received the notice, they immediately broke into the room, the door was kicked open, and dozens of huge men in black vests surrounded them. There are extremely ordinary existences in the crowd.There are no iconic traces on the fierce faces.

"Do it." A man spoke, not paying attention to the people they surrounded.

At the same time, Mo Zishu moved, the speed was so fast that people couldn't see clearly, everyone was blinded at that moment, until one of them fell to the ground, there was a terrible wound in the carotid artery, blood was still spurting .

"Get rid of the woman first, and don't worry about the man." The man who spoke before had a gloomy face, his eyes full of gloom.

When the man spoke, everyone surrounded Mo Zishu. Seeing that the group of people despised him in front of him, Na Chuan's anger was instantly ignited.

Mo Zishu was sweeping towards the person closest to her with one long leg, and landed on that person's neck.

The man who was kicked felt a sudden pain, and wanted to reach out to grab Mo Zishu's ankle, but Mo Zishu kicked him hard, and took advantage of the momentum to fly into the air. The hairpin held by his right hand glowed with a cold silver light in the air. But no one noticed the difference.

The helpers sent by Fu Qingyuan are on their way, even at the fastest speed, it still takes half an hour to reach the destination.

At this very moment, the hairpin with deep murderous intent was inserted into the man's carotid artery. Like the man just now, he didn't even have time to resist. Blood sprayed all over the floor, staining the white floor tiles crimson, while Mo Zishu's Her body was also covered with blood, and there were a few drops of blood on Bai Ying's face, making her look even more bewitching.

Gunshots rang slightly in the room, and Na Chuan knew that Mo Zishu had made a simple YIN suppressor at some point. After all, this was an apartment, and although there was no one living downstairs, the sound was still too eye-catching.

Although Na Chuan's marksmanship is not as accurate as Mo Zishu's, he is still able to put people to death. Soon, he used up all six bullets. They were all corpses, and they all had the same fatal wound, which was the carotid artery.

25 people came, only seven people left, they looked solemn, because the task they received was about who would kill two ordinary people. At that time, they thought that so many professional killers were used to solve two ordinary people, didn't they? They are too good to be useful, but now it seems that they are completely wrong. The woman in front of them is simply a god of death who walked out of the Shura field, ruthlessly harvesting her life.

Mo Zishu's eyes were ice-cold, with an abnormal blood red in them, and there was a little excitement in them, but Na Chuan didn't see this scene.

The remaining seven people were incomparably terrified. They seemed to have suddenly thought of something terrible. The eyes they looked at Mo Zishu changed again and again, and their eyes fell on the hairpin in Mo Zishu's hand again. The tip of the hairpin actually had a touch of bright silver, with a faint cold glow.

"It seems that there is no need." Mo Zishu saw that the group of people basically already knew, and sighed slightly in his heart, and moved his body, just like a leopard that saw its prey and quickly launched an attack, quickly letting it go. Everyone didn't react, and when Nachuan was amazed at Mo Zishu's speed, the remaining seven people fell to the ground in unison, blood flowed profusely, and the strong smell of blood brought Nachuan back to his senses. There was a bit of fear in the eyes looking at Mo Zishu.

At the end of the fierce battle, Mo Zishu basically took care of the people. The original white bedroom has now become a hell training ground. There are corpses and blood everywhere, and the smell makes people vomit.

"Let's go out first." Mo Zishu said lightly, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and gently wiped the ink hairpin in her hand. After the blood was wiped off bit by bit, she wiped her handkerchief again. hands, and went out without looking at the corpse on the ground.

Na Chuan also went out with a pale face, the scenes were lingering in his mind, he thought, he probably couldn't sleep well or dared not sleep for several days.

"Master Na, are you okay?" There was another person in Mo Zishu's apartment at this moment, and it was a woman.