Listening to footsteps means you have been trained.
Zhou Qixiao had no intention of moving and gave Chi Na a look.
Chi Na threw away the fire stick in his hand, stood up, and walked towards the collapsed stairs.
With a vaulting jump, he easily climbed from the ruined wall to the remaining half of the second floor in two jumps.
The other party relied on the strength of the crowd and did not hide it at all. Wen Ran, a layman who made a lot of noise when he got closer, heard it.
She didn't care whether she would make the man angry.
He immediately took three steps and two steps at a time, trotted over, and hid obediently and consciously behind the collapsed low wall he was leaning against.
Zhou Qixiao originally wanted to continue talking to Wen Ran about in-depth communication, but he didn't know that this little thing was very precious about his life.
This time, I wasn't afraid of him anymore, and swooped behind him.
He glanced sideways and saw half of his little head carefully exposed.
The little girl felt his gaze and immediately raised her palm-sized face.
A pair of big black and white eyes blinked gently, and the shadows cast by the curled eyelashes were dark and light, like tulle brushing against the black pearls reflecting the gleaming flames.
Peaceful and gentle.
Of course, it would be perfect without that untimely alert.
Zhou Qixiao raised his eyebrows and suddenly realized that this little guy was using him as a shield, right?
"Wen Ran." This was the first time a man called her name.
The tone was as lazy and low as ever, but it made Wen Ran's back instantly stiffen.
She poked her head out again, exposing her entire face.
"You say!"
Zhou Qixiao turned his body sideways and without saying a word, reached out and grabbed her collar and pulled her out like a baby.
Wen Ran felt a strong force grab her front, and her body was thrown forward uncontrollably.
"Uh-" His face hit the elastic muscles, and his nose instantly felt sore.
She tried to struggle with her hands and feet, but a big hand reached into her camouflage jacket and pressed down on her lower back.
At the moment of exertion, the two bodies were in close contact with each other.
"Let me go!" It should have been a very powerful scolding, but when he spoke, his soft voice was trembling.
Not to mention intimidating, but more like coquettishness.
Zhou Qixiao originally just wanted to pull the person over, but when he heard that this little thing actually dared to resist.
The fingertips that had been raised came down again, and the fingers suddenly tightened to firmly control the slender waist.
Wen Ran slumped down in discomfort.
Zhou Qixiao's eyes darkened involuntarily.
The burning heat on the rough palms came through the thin fabric, confusing Wen Ran's mind.
She lowered her head, bit her lip slightly, and wanted to resist. She was about to turn sideways and push his hand.
I heard the man say with a smile: "My little fiancée is so impatient to get up, does she want to take a bullet for me? This feeling really touches the world!"
When Wen Ran heard what he said, he didn't dare to move for a moment.
What a bad threat!
But she really didn't dare to bet whether the man was joking or serious.
The soft body in his arms became stiff but behaved, and Zhou Qixiao finally felt more at ease.
The tightly wrapped hands loosened their strength, but did not leave the slender waist at all.
Instead, he used his slender index finger to tap the soft flesh on his side in a rhythmic manner.
The seemingly absent touch on the waist swept across like a feather, and Wen Ran's soft hands pinched the edge of the cushion to hold back the itch that teased the heartstrings.
At this moment, there were two bangs outside, and curses suddenly came from the originally noisy environment.
Shot?
Wen Ran didn't care whether he was lying on Zhou Qixiao's body now, and looked over nervously.
"Should we go help Sister China?"
After hearing this, Wen Ran's pair of dark deer-like eyes were covered with a thin layer of fog, innocent and endearing.
As long as a normal person is not willing to say harsh words.
However, Zhou Qixiao is not a normal person.
He said sarcastically: "So it's not for me, but you're going to take the bullet for Chi Na?"
As the man finished speaking, Wen Ran felt the big hand wrapped around her waist loosen a little.
But she didn't dare to move, fearing that if she did, the man would be able to throw her out to block the bullet.
She shook her head hastily.
"No, I'm just saying casually, it's good to stay like this..."
After saying that, she glanced at the gap in the collapsed staircase with some guilt.
Reflecting the bright moonlight, one can see the corner of the camouflage uniform.
Suddenly the corner became bigger, it must be Chi Na sitting up.
Wen Ran was shocked and subconsciously clenched her hands.
There were bullets and bullets outside, but Chi Na still got up? !
I was just thinking about whether I should say something more.
I heard a clicking sound coming from upstairs...
The sound echoed through the quiet night sky.
Immediately afterwards, bullet casings fell one after another from the gaps above, hitting the concrete floor with crisp sounds.
Heavy machine gun?
Why is there such a thing upstairs?
Who are they?
Suddenly there was a loud curse outside, but the curse grew farther and farther away.
Finally there was peace.
After a while, China sat on the edge of the gap, jumped down, stood firm, and strode over.
Wen Ran immediately sat up straight and glanced at Chi Na.
Seeing that she looked like nothing was wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But he became nervous again in an instant, and turned around to look uneasily outside where the smoke had not yet dissipated.
After the gang is beaten back, will they look for reinforcements to come back?
Isn’t that how it’s done in movies?
After defeating his son, what kind of dad is coming after he retired from the special forces!
After defeating Dad, the Dragon King who hides in the world will come again!
Furthermore, what if a rocket comes?
