Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Zhang Luojia secretly raised his eyebrows, this was the turning point mission in his previous life. The original owner Liang Xin didn't understand before, thinking that Gao Lang was so anxious for the safety of the people. Zhang Luojia, who is familiar with the plot, can clearly see that Gao Lang was unwilling to let his sweetheart get hurt, so he put the Flying Eagle Squad The trump card was taken out in advance.

She and Wang Chuanjun quickly formed a team and led the troops straight to the target location. That's right, it's still the familiar abandoned building in the plot. Zhang Luojia knows what's going on inside now without even looking. He put his sniper rifle on his back and made a gesture to Wang Chuanjun. After Wang Chuanjun nodded and recovered, Zhang Luojia left the team while no one was paying attention. Looking at the six to seven meter high wall in front of him, Zhang Luojia aimed his right hand at the roof, pressed the button, and directed the aiming hook launcher. After inserting the target, Zhang Luojia held his breath and ran the Heart Sutra, and went up to the roof with the help of the launcher.

She moved very quickly and landed without making any sound. When she arrived, she found a good spot to set up the gun, and used the scope to aim and observe the scene.

In the camera, the masked gangster blocked Fu Yao with one arm, holding a gun to the back of her head in his right hand. He hid behind Fu Yao with his back against the corner. No other point posed a threat to him. He didn't look above him at all. His men were guarding all the stairs unless someone could fly up.

Zhang Luojia replied to Wang Chuanjun, "Old Wang, I am ready and waiting for your notification."

Wang Chuanjun replied: "No need to wait, the hostage is about to faint now, just take action."

Zhang Luojia got the accurate information and pressed the trigger neatly. After a loud explosion, a cloud of blood mist burst out from behind Fu Yao, and then she fell softly with the body of her descendant. In a daze, she watched a group of special forces soldiers she had only seen in movies neatly dispatching the remaining drug smugglers with guns. Gao Lang strode over and held her in his arms.

Fu Yao was dazed for a while, but before she could regain her senses, she saw a slender man flying down from the hollow top. He was also wearing the clothes of the special forces, with a helmet and a few simple lines of camouflage painted on his face. He was holding a handful and a half in one hand. The spear as tall as a man is like a god descending to earth. As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that it was a woman, with a crisp voice: "Old Wang, hurry up and clean up the battlefield. The leader of these people is just a small role."

He has a heroic appearance, his eyes are like stars, and he is looking forward to the sky when he speaks. His face painted with camouflage cannot tell his specific appearance, nor can he hide his sharp jawline. The aura around him makes people intuitively feel that there is a kind of beauty that does not need to be seen on the face. She could also feel it. For some reason, Fu Yao looked up at Gao Lang who was hugging her. He seemed to be stunned, and his arms around him relaxed unconsciously.

There was a voice in my heart telling myself that the woman in front of me would take away everything she had tried her best to get.

Gao Lang came to his senses and was about to help Fu Yao up when he saw Liang Xin, without looking back, took out a pistol from the side pocket of his combat trousers and fired in his direction. Everyone at the scene was stunned when they saw another hostage lying in a pool of blood.

"Liang Xin, what are you doing?" Gao Lang's surprise at the woman in front of him was gone, and he shouted loudly, "How dare you shoot the hostage!"

Wang Chuanjun smiled calmly, "Major Gao, didn't you realize that this is not a hostage at all?" He took a few steps forward and squatted down, peeling off the hostage's collar, revealing a scorpion-shaped tattoo.

Zhang Luojia and the other team members looked at each other with hidden smiles. They all trusted each other 100%, so the moment Zhang Luojia fired, all the team members felt that there was something wrong with the person she killed.

Zhang Luojia turned around and stood still, looking at Gao Lang who looked embarrassed, and Fu Yao who was wary of her in Gao Lang's arms. He smiled heartily and handed out his right hand: "Brother Gao Lang, I was just tracing with a scope on the roof of the building. I saw it when I was there, don’t get me wrong.”

Gao Lang knew that he had wrongly blamed her, so he used Zhang Luojia's hand to help Fu Yao up. "You're really a girl. The last time I saw you, you were still in high school. Xinxin is so skilled now."

Fu Yao felt more and more wary when she heard that the two of them were still old acquaintances. She couldn't wait to interrupt the surging undercurrent between them, and threw herself into Gao Lang's arms: "Ah, brother Gao Lang, she She killed someone, she was a girl, I didn’t even dare to watch the chicken being killed, she was so scary.”

Zhang Luojia saw it clearly, but he was not used to her at all: "Do you know Miss Gao Langge? Don't say that again in the future. I am a soldier first, and myself secondly. Faced with such a vicious person, Gangster, if I were merciful to him, then I’m afraid it’s you and Brother Gao Lang who will fall here now.”

Gao Lang looked at Zhang Luojia with a serious look on his face and felt that the current atmosphere was not suitable for cuddling. He took Fu Yao out from his arms and stood alone, with an embarrassed look on his face: "She is a former school girl. Their family does business here. , we met again this time.”

Fu Yao was different from her previous life. She fainted in her previous life, and Gao Lang took her princess back openly. This time she was awake. Looking at Zhang Luojia's eyes, she didn't dare to pretend to be faint. Seeing that Gao Lang said she was a school girl, her eyes were red and depressed: "Brother Gao Lang, don't you agree that we should try it as a boyfriend and girlfriend first?"

Someone nearby said "oh". Gao Lang looked at the understanding eyes of the people around him and felt for the first time that Fu Yao was a little ignorant. He coughed to hide his embarrassment: "Well, let's go back first. I'll leave someone to clean up, and we'll talk about it after we get back."

Zhang Luojia made their relationship clear to everyone, and happily followed Wang Chuanjun and others into the car and returned to the team.

"I'm talking about Bawanghua, is this really your first time to kill someone? Damn, you're so awesome." Wang Chuanjun clicked his tongue in surprise, and others also echoed: "Yes, when I performed the first mission to sharpen the blade, I had nightmares for two days in a row and was in a trance, but you seem to be fine."

Zhang Luojia smiled proudly, "You think my psychology class was for nothing? If I have to say it, then it must be that my psychological quality is better than yours." What she was thinking about was that to her, everyone was just a character in the plot mission. , Zhang Luojia didn’t have any psychological burden.

Everyone in the car here was cheering, but the atmosphere in the car there was a bit weird.

Fu Yao's fair little face was covered with tears and her eyes were red: "Brother Gao Lang, are you angry? I didn't mean it just now, I just... I just think that sister is too good, and I'm afraid that you will too like her."

Gao Lang loved Fu Yao in his heart, even though he was surprised for a moment when he saw Zhang Luojia falling from the sky just now. He couldn't bear to see Fu Yao cry, so he held her in his arms and lowered his head and coaxed her: "Silly girl, don't cry anymore. I like you like this. No matter how nice other people are, what does it have to do with me? Fu Yao's family background is similar to mine. I don't have any." To think that she is actually so strong."

Fu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Gao Lang's family background was not simple. She was the daughter of a high-ranking cadre, but she was just the daughter of a wealthy businessman. If Gao Lang could marry her, her family would have to burn incense to express her gratitude to her eight generations of ancestors. She couldn't help but want to know more about it. More, "So, Brother Gao Lang, did you grow up together?"

Gao Lang knew that she was sensitive, so he could only say more words to comfort her: "We didn't grow up together. I am seven or eight years older and we can't play together, but I heard that Liang Xin is good in all studies, and she is He likes to learn how to dance with swords and sticks, but he only wants to be a soldier. He acts like a tomboy and has no femininity at all. Don’t you know, my old man wanted us to get married two years ago. Really, with this kind of What’s the point of a woman’s life, it’s like marrying a brother.”

Gao Lang's original intention was to comfort her and tell Fu Yao that he didn't like women like Liang Xin to make her feel at ease, but a man could never figure out what a woman cared about.

Fu Yao was tensed when she heard that they were almost engaged. She knew that people from a family like Gao Lang were most particular about being well-matched. She, the daughter of a wealthy businessman, would definitely not be as good as that woman Liang Xin. .

No, she might only meet one person like Gao Lang in her life, who has a good family and good character. What's rare is that Gao Lang also likes her. She has been chasing Gao Lang for so many years, and she doesn't allow any accidents to happen. .

Fu Yao lay in Gao Lang's arms, her eyes changing unpredictably.