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"Youhow did you get in?" Wahab watched the man with the gun approaching step by step, so nervous that he couldn't even straighten his tongue.
He stood up slowly, looked over Lin Jing's shoulder, and quietly looked out the door.
The basement door was left open, and there was a dead silence outside.
Lin Jing said indifferently: "Don't look, your two pussy companions can't save you."
Wahab was stunned: "You killed them?!"
Lin Jing smiled playfully: "Guess?"
Wahab was speechless, and his aura was as low as dust in front of Lin Jing, completely different from his domineering and arrogant appearance before.
Wahab bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down, but his heart rate still couldn't stop rising.
"You, you dare not! This is the war zone of other countries. If you If you kill, kill our people, you will be in trouble!" He stammered, and it took him a long time to piece together a complete sentence.
Lin Jing's eyes were teasing, noncommittal.
Wahab timidly observed Lin Jing's every move, but slowly moved a step towards Qi Yue's position, and the hand behind his back also quietly touched the dagger pinned to his waist
"Let's make a dealdon't do it, everyone. You put the gun down," Wahab paused, "I'll let her go."
Lin Jing gave him a half-smile, and tapped his chin lightly: "Success, let him go first."
Wahab took another step towards Qi Yue: "Okay, okay, I'll let it go, I'll let it go first¡ª"
Just after finishing the last word 'put', he suddenly drew a dagger from the back of his waist and swiped towards Qi Yue's neck with lightning speed
Before the knife reached Qi Yue's neck, Lin Jing quickly pulled the trigger.
There were two shots in total, one to the wrist and one to the thigh.
The dagger fell to the ground, and it took a few turns before it stopped. The crisp sound of the iron hitting the ground echoed in the empty basement. Wahab fell to the ground with his wrists in his arms, and an uncontrollable cry of pain in his throat was overwhelmed.
Lin Jing walked up to him, bent down to pick up the dagger, and twisted it around twice in his hand: "I warned you just now¡ªdon't, mess, move."
Wahab's face was covered with cold sweat, his air intake was less than that of air out, his upper and lower teeth were 'clucking', and he stared at Lin Jing with resentment.
The dagger twirled in Lin Jing's hand, swiped down neatly, and severed the rope that bound Qi Yue with one blow. Then he tore off the broken rope and threw it on the ground.
"Youwhy are you here?" Qi Yue lowered her head to hide the emotion in her eyes, covered her slightly trembling fingers with one hand, and asked casually.
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and rough, and her throat was burning with pain.
Overhead, Lin Jing's voice seemed to have a little smile: "If I don't come, who will save you?"
Qi Yue was moving his stiff arms and arms, and when he heard this, he became slightly stiff.
Lin Jing lowered her head, her eyes fell on her slightly swollen face, and she paused. Then he saw the corners of her cracked lips and the dried blood around her lips. Continuing to look down, he noticed that her clothes were also torn, and some fresh wounds on the trouser legs were still bleeding
The hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into a fist, his eyes turned cold: "Have they ever tortured you?"
Qi Yue shook her head: "No."
Everyone has a deal, so torture is definitely not enough.
However, this group of people are not good men and women, and they have no moral and ethical concepts, so they are often punched and kicked a few times when they are happy or unhappy.
Qi Yue raised his head and met Shang Lin Jing's angry and stern eyes, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
Lin Jing quickly looked away, turned around and kicked Wahab's abdomen with precision.
He was really merciless with that kick. Wahab let out a scream like a pig being killed, and immediately curled up into a ball, like a weak shrimp.
Qi Yue knew his strength, and she was terrified watching from the side, for fear that Lin Jing would kick him to death.
After all, this is in a war zone in another country. If they have not received an order, they cannot fight here.
However, after Lin Jing kicked that kick, Wahab was not given any time to breathe. He picked up Wahab's collar with one hand, and lifted him up easily.
Wahab's hand clasped Lin Jing's wrist feebly, his feet were off the ground, struggling desperately in mid-air.
His pupils dilated, eyes full of fear?, but he could retreat directly from the front and walk with Chen Chong and the others. But now with a Qi Yue who was hungry for two days and injured, there are many more uncertain factors. He can't take that risk.
As soon as he ran into the fire escape, there was a deafening explosion outside. Then the whole building seemed to be shaken by a powerful blast. Sand and shards of paint kept falling from overhead.
Chen made a move.
What followed were gunshots and chaotic shouts.
Qi Yue was a little worried: "Chen Chong and the others will be fine, right?"
Lin Jing: "Don't worry. They are much better than this gang of mobs."
"She's gone!!" A furious roar suddenly came from the direction of the basement.
After a while, some scattered and hasty footsteps came from down the corridor.
Someone came after him.
"Clamp it tight." After Lin Jing said this, she let go of the hands supporting Qi Yue's legs, and then took out the gun from her arms.
Although she understood what he meant, Qi Yue couldn't help but feel her cheeks burn slightly.
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