Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Su Yan took a deep breath, pinched the center of his brows, calmed his anxious emotions, and said after a few seconds: "Okay, keep in touch, and contact me as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanyu followed up and asked, "Ah Han went up the mountain alone?"

Her tone trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were a bit disbelieving.

For Wen Qingyue, he even ignored his own safety, did he really love her that much?

Su Yan took off his glasses and nodded, "I can't wait any longer. It's dangerous to go up the mountain on this rainy night. Ah Cheng said that the kidnapper still had a gun. If something happens to him, how can I explain to Grandpa Fu? And who else in the Fu family is going to be so dangerous?" Take care of it?"

He has encountered many dangers in these years, and he has seen Fu Han's life threatened, but this is the first time he has seen Fu Han in danger for others. This situation is actually more dangerous, and people with weaknesses are more likely to be in danger. Subject to people.

Su Wanyu didn't say a word, her curled eyelashes drooped quietly, her white hands were clasped together, fingers interlaced, clenched slightly, fingertips were pale.

"Go to bed early, I'm leaving." Su Yan didn't pay attention to her subtle movements, she put on her coat and went out after a few instructions, and then called the contact person after leaving.

With a click, the door was closed, and the sound of rustling rain continued, and it was destined to be sleepless tonight.

Su Wanyu finally raised her head, and separated her hands with crossed fingers. She stood up, gathered her nightgown, walked up the stairs, and made the second call tonight after entering the room.

At one o'clock in the morning, the rain gradually stopped, but there was still no light in the gray-blue night sky, the moon and stars were hidden, as if he couldn't bear to witness what happened under the night.

Wen Qingyue can't remember how long she ran, and she can't judge the distance. She is cold, hungry and tired, and her whole body is soaked and covered with mud. The wet and cold feeling is really uncomfortable.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Wen Qingyue leaned on the tree and looked at the mountains in the distance. If there is no mistake in the calculation, Jiangyang County is in the north, and she will freeze to death if she walks in her current state.

"Wen Qingyue, Wen Qingyue, why did you put yourself in such a mess?" Wen Qingyue murmured, with a self-deprecating arc on her lips.

After the rain stopped, all sounds in the dark night became much clearer.

Wen Qingyue squinted her eyes slightly and looked behind her, her gaze was essentially moving through the forest row upon row, catching the enemy a hundred meters away.

"So chasing so hard." Wen Qingyue's ear pinna moved slightly, her expression became meaningful, and an idea was settled in her heart.

She didn't run away, since someone sent warmth from thousands of miles away, she couldn't let her down.

Wen Qingyue clenched the switchblade in her hand, her eyes searched around, her eyesight and hearing were extremely sensitive, and she would not be completely blind in the dark.

She glanced at the messy footprints, took a few steps down deliberately, and walked behind the stone where people could hide. After creating the footprints, she climbed up a tree with lush branches and hid herself.

The forest was vast, and the cold air was overwhelming. Wen Qingyue gritted her teeth, her whole body was tense, and she stood motionless against the tree trunk, her delicate breathing mixed with the cold wind.

Ten minutes later, the sound of footsteps brought by the cold wind gradually became clear, and a little light shone in the darkness, indicating that the prey was about to take the bait.

"fuck, whereisshe?" As the footsteps approached, the man complained with a standard British pronunciation, and Wen Qingyue's nerves tensed again.

foreigners?Liu Nanchen hired a foreign assassin?

Gradually, two figures approached, both about 1.8 meters tall, muscular and muscular, chasing after her all the way, with guns in their hands.

The two stood on the top of the mountain, looking back and forth, but there was no one, and suddenly became a little crazy. The British man with a beard cursed in a low voice.

"Shh, don't make noise, she might still be around." The other man kept him quiet vigilantly, his hoarse voice was as if it had been ground on sandpaper, making it uncomfortable to hear.

The Chinese-speaking man looked down the mountain with a flashlight, then bent down to shine the flashlight on the footprints on the ground.

"Carl..." The man lowered his voice and called out to his impatient companion behind him. He pointed to the footprints on the ground, and then pointed to the stone that could hide people ten meters away. The two wanted to surround him from both sides.

Standing on the tree behind the two, Wen Qingyue saw their movements clearly. As she expected, these two were professional killers. No wonder they were able to catch up so quickly. Unfortunately, she was not an ordinary little girl. girl.

Wen Qingyue saw the right timing, and when the two of them were concentrating on moving forward to outflank "her", she jumped down from the tree, landed behind the British man named Carl, and wiped the man's neck with the hand holding the switchblade. , but at the same time she landed, both of them reacted. The man who took a few steps forward turned around and raised his hand to shoot at her.

Bang—the sound of a gunshot spread across the quiet forest.

Hundreds of meters away from the forest, Fu Han, Yang Chong and the others stopped moving forward and looked up at the vast and dark place ahead.

"Captain Yang, it's gunfire!" Xiao Qi nervously touched the gun pinned to his waist.

Yang Chong looked serious, "The place where the gunfire sounded was a hundred meters away, speed up!"

On the other side, Fu Han stood on the slope and looked up. He took a shortcut. The location of the gunshot was on the top of the mountain directly in front of him. There was a shot.

She's fine, the killer keeps shooting until he succeeds.

This information reassured him by two points, and he continued to climb up.

Going back in time to before the first gunshot, Wen Qingyue pulled the British man in front of her in almost a fraction of a second. The switchblade cut across the man's jaw, and blood dripped. At the same time, the gunshot rang out. The sound of bullets entering the body sounded.

The bullet that killed her sank into the British man's abdomen. He twitched and screamed, his eyes widened, and he didn't want to understand how this ordinary person used him as a human shield in the blink of an eye, and still stuck on his chin Make up a knife.

Wen Qingyue quickly caught the gun he dropped, pushed the man forward, and at the same time dodged behind the tree, several gunshots were fired, the bullets hit the trees and soil, and the smell of gunpowder permeated the damp air .

woohoo hoo...

Breathing quickly, the cold air slipped into the lungs along the trachea, stinging coldly, and her heartbeat was pounding. She could no longer feel the cold at this moment, and stood up slowly against the tree.

In the darkness, the killer's flashlight had fallen to the ground, and he also hid behind a tree. Now it's up to who can get the favor of the god of fate.

It's a pity that she never put her life on the favor of fate.

Wen Qingyue exhaled lightly. She rolled and dodged just now, and landed on the slope. The killer was on the top of a flat mountain. They faced each other in a diagonal line from bottom to top.

Her frozen feet moved slightly, her eyebrows frowned at the stones on the ground, and her eyes lit up at the same time.

Wen Qingyue curled her lips slightly, kicked the stone down, and the stone rolled down. This movement really caused the killer to raise his gun and shoot. She curled her mouth slightly, and followed without hesitation.

"Ah..." The man's short cry of pain sounded immediately after the gunshot, even though he quickly suppressed the sound, Wen Qingyue still caught it, and she hit it.