Chapter 297: Even if It Is so Dumb and Clear, It Still Makes Ji Nuan Hear...

The man suddenly looked around for a while, and finally looked at the tall haystack behind the corner of the wooden house and the gap behind it enough to accommodate one person.

Mo Jingshen paused because of the shift in his sight, and suddenly he took out the gun from his waist and threw it to the ground, while raising one hand halfway above his head.

The other party's attention instantly returned to Mo Jingshen's body, and when he saw that he threw the gun honestly, he immediately smiled.

But Mo Jingshen has always been dangerous. The people here know how deep and unfathomable he is. Even so, they don't dare to approach him easily. They just hold the gun to his head all the time. Any action can kill him with one shot at any time.

At this moment, another patrolman from the wooden house noticed the movement here, and when he came over, he saw this scene and looked at the previous man, both of them standing there holding guns at the same time.

Ji Nuan was lying on the haystack, looking pale at this scene a few meters away.

Mo Jingshen stood there calmly, not even looking in her direction.

Although these outlaws are loyal to Ajibu, outlaws are outlaws. They will try to get the best benefit for themselves as much as possible, so they are now considering whether to kill Mo Jingshen or bring people to Aji In front of the cloth to ask for credit.

Mo Jingshen knew their thoughts too well, he didn't move.

What's more, there is still a warm season in the haystack not far away.

No matter how careful the plan was, it couldn't compare to her safety and her words "Mo Jingshen, I'm pregnant".

At this moment, he can't afford to gamble.

Suddenly, the person later found a corner of the white skirt under the haystack. The white skirt on Ji Nuan was given to her by the old woman. It didn't fit very well, and the skirt corner was very long. In this haystack, it is still impossible to hide too deep, and there will always be a whitish bright color that attracts their attention.

The man behind narrowed his eyes and pointed his gun directly at the haystack.

Mo Jingshen's temples jumped.

These people are extremely vicious, and it's just a matter of turning the gun on him. He can at least fight for a chance of survival from the point of view of interests, but against last Ji Nuan, there is a danger of shooting at any time.

Seeing that he was about to shoot, Mo Jingshen moved his feet on the ground, and the gun that had just been thrown to the ground instantly hooked up and fell into his hands again.

Seeing that he was going to shoot, the one who came first didn't think about whether to kill him or exchange him for benefits, and suddenly pointed the gun directly in the direction of the haystack, and successfully saw Mo Jingshen stand still because of this, and he didn't say any more. Act rashly.

"Put the gun down!" It was obvious that the person in the haystack was very important to him, and the person directly raised his voice and threatened.

The man behind suddenly whispered, "Or, just kill him first, just in case."

"OK, come at me." Mo Jingshen threw the gun again, this time directly at their feet.

The two of them laughed as if they were successful, and one of them stepped forward and kicked Mo Jingshen's knee, and Mo Jingshen knelt heavily on one knee.

At the same time, the man smashed the butt of the gun on the back of his head, and his face turned pale in an instant, but he didn't say a word in order not to make the woman in the haystack afraid.

Mo Jingshen's voice was very low, even though it was hoarse and clear, it still made Ji Nuan feel the danger: "This place is surrounded and may be bombed at any time, instead of being loyal to Ajibu and him here. If you want to be outlaws together, let me go, and I will fight with the people from the XI base and the police to give you a chance."

A brief silence.

The two were hesitating.

Indeed, they really did not realize that the US police, which are usually the most difficult to mobilize, would rush over so quickly, and spend so much combat resources and drive so many helicopters to come here. If they delay further, they will really only have to wait to be encircled and suppressed. life.

The cold muzzle rested on Mo Jingshen's head.

The eyes of the man who came first were full of hesitation, but the eyes of the man who came later were full of murderous intent. He didn't believe that letting him go would really leave them alive.

At the same time, Ji Nuan in the haystack knew that he could no longer hide.

She found a sturdy wooden stick in the haystack, which was probably chopped firewood that had not yet been split.

She held the wooden stick tightly in her hand and slowly made preparations. Before they were all focused, she almost got out of the haystack and pushed the person closest to the haystack with force. Swinging to the ground and rushing over, the wooden stick in his hand smashed the wrist of the man in front and knocked down the gun in his hand.

The two were instantly knocked to the ground by a woman who got out of the grass, and the gun fell to the side.

Mo Jingshen picked up the gun almost immediately, but when he raised his head, the person who fell to the ground first jumped up quickly and pressed the gun in his hand to Ji Nuan's forehead.

The man grabbed Ji Nuan's arm and stuck the gun firmly to her temple.

He squinted coldly and stared at Mo Jingshen: "Try it and see which of us is faster."

The gun that touched Ji Nuan's temple was cold and cold. It was a long and cold black-barred long gun that Ji Nuan had never seen in Haicheng or even on TV in China, with a black and cold light.

He threatened Mo Jingshen to throw the gun, Mo Jingshen held the gun tightly, aimed it at his head, and did not let go.

The man suddenly sneered and said in Ji Nuan's ear, "It seems that Mr. Control is not so sympathetic. You pretended to be dumb and lurked with us for two or three days, but he didn't even care about your life."

The trigger in her hand was slightly buckled, and with a click, it was on her temple.

Ji Nuan's whole body collapsed.

Mo Jingshen's eyes moved, his heart almost stopped, and he finally let go at this moment.

Slowly leaned down and lowered the gun to the ground.

The other person also stood up at this time, took the opportunity to step forward and picked up the gun again, first stepped on Mo Jingshen's hand on the ground, then turned around and slapped Ji Nuan's face fiercely. , cursed a stinky bitch.

The wrist bone was almost broken by the stick she just hit, it really hurts.

He attacked extremely hard, and he didn't give in to her at all because she was a woman.

Ji Nuan's head swerved to one side, her whole body trembled, her cheeks swelled up quickly, and the pain was numb. She could feel her mouth being cracked by her teeth, and the salty liquid spread on the tip of her tongue, because the movement was too violent, The rolled up hair fell down, covering half of the swollen face.

She swallowed the blood and didn't say a word, letting her hair cover her face.

In this way, Mo Jingshen can't see it.

It's better not to see.

Mo Jingshen's muscles tensed up at this moment, and just as he made a move, the gun of the man who came first had already touched his forehead again, he said in English: "If you dare to move again, she will die. !"