Absurd marriage

Gu Yun almost slammed into the front window of the car under the force of inertia, but luckily the seat belt fastened him tightly to the back of the seat. The piercing sound of going off-road and returning to sharp turns rang in his ears, Sheng Jisong turned his head and was about to say something What, a loaded black pistol was stuffed in Gu Yun’s hand—there are ten commonly used cars parked in Sheng’s garage. For safety reasons, each car is equipped with ammunition and guns, hidden in the co-pilot In the secret room, this is not a secret to the inside of the Sheng family, but Gu Yun shouldn't know it.

The gun handed over was loaded and thoughtfully loaded.

Gu Yun: "I can't shoot, you change places with me, I'll drive!"

Pedestrians and vehicles on the street have already fled in all directions, and off-road vehicles are chasing after them. There is not much time left for them-this is indeed the best way to act before reinforcements come.

It's not that Sheng Jisong didn't expect it, it's just that Jiang Zheng reacted faster than him.

They exchanged positions in the car, and just as they put on their seat belts, gunshots sounded behind them. Jiang Zheng stepped on the accelerator and spun neatly. Pulled away, the off-road vehicle driving at full speed hit the sharp fractured surface of the railing, and the driver died on the spot with his chest pierced. , drive toward the right end of the intersection.

Sheng Jisong activated the battle mode of Flying Thorn, and ordered him: "Contact the nearest patrol team to come to support immediately... No, that's not right." He seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "Let the army in the nearby area support with guns."

The military department is all his people, and the patrols are only dispatched by the royal family.

Flying Thorn: [Received, the order has been sent to the third company of the Army in the 7th area of ​​​​the Q large drill, and the estimated arrival time of the rescue is 10 minutes and 36 seconds. 】

Gu Yun was distracted and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"...It's AI."

"what?"

"I'll tell you more when I get back." Sheng Jisong glanced at the car, and the second off-road vehicle was about to bite up, and he made a decisive decision: "Flying spines, they broke their electrical systems."

【receive. 】

Before Gu Yun understood what he was doing, he found that the off-road vehicle that was chasing after him suddenly stopped in place, as if being slammed on the brakes.

It just exposed the fuel tank cap on the side, the fuel tank cap is hidden under the camouflage pattern, it is difficult to aim at a long distance, but Sheng Jisong only took ten seconds from raising the gun to hitting the target, the second shot went down, and the off-road vehicle was on the spot Explosion and burning!

At the same time, the supercar, which was driving smoothly at high speed, suddenly made a messy half-turn, throwing Sheng Jisong back on the seat.

Flying Thorn: [Mr. Gu seems to have something wrong. 】

Sheng Jisong hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see that Gu Yun's face was a little paler than before, and fine sweat was evident on his forehead.

Sheng Jisong remembered that he was sensitive to gunshots, and secretly blamed himself: "I tried not to move the gun as much as possible, Gu Yun, are you okay?"

"...Driving to the next intersection, can the reinforcements arrive?" His voice was even quieter.

Sheng Jisong carefully confirmed that there was no gunshot wound on his body, and that his sudden weakness was entirely due to the two shots fired next to him just now.

Gu Yun was traumatized by the gunshots. Before, he thought that this psychological problem was caused by the gunshot that Gu Yun was shot by the kidnappers on the boat four years ago. Now it seems that the root cause is not here.

He realized with pain that Jiang Zheng's PTSD was most likely caused by himself that night in Baiyun Mountain.

"Flying spines, interfere with all guns within a diameter of 2 kilometers, no gunshots are allowed!"

[received order]

Both the North and South Alliances prohibit guns, but there were strict gun management regulations ten years ago. One of them is that every gun in circulation on the market, regardless of its model size, must have a positioning chip implanted in the position of the double line of the gun. In order for the alliance to supervise the flow of guns, this is a dead rule, and even the people in the gray area consciously abide by it.

As long as there is a signal source, the flying thorn can interfere with the inner workings of the gun through the breaking program. No matter how powerful a new weapon is, it will instantly misfire in front of it. The reason why projects are seen as lifesavers.

In just two seconds, Gu Yun noticed that the gunshots that had been chasing after him stopped, and the whole world became much quieter as a result.

Of the three off-road vehicles, only one remained in hot pursuit.

He adjusted his breathing and fixed his eyes on the sharp turn at the intersection. As long as they drove into the blind spot, they would be out of danger.

Just when Gu Yun was about to step on the accelerator and go on a rampage, a group of demonstrators suddenly poured out at the intersection. Although they did not deliberately block the road, they actually formed a human wall. Gu Yun kept honking the horn to signal They gave way, but the group of demonstrators were not afraid at all. Someone recognized him and raised their pistols to shoot in this direction. Fortunately, all the guns misfired, otherwise it would be a bloody battle.

Some people were angry and pulled out those banners that said protest and boycott. Every word on it was cursing Gu Yun, asking him to apologise, and sacrifice the bridge with death.

Sheng Ji tightly blocked the media, but he couldn't control the public's mouth. If Gu Yun didn't go out, these public opinion attacks wouldn't hurt him, but if he saw it today, he couldn't be unaffected.

Sheng Jisong: "You don't have to take these words to heart, I will take care of these people's tongues."

Gu Yun's eyes were cold and full of hostility: "The mouth of the people is better than Fangchuan, you don't have the ability. Since they want me to die so much, I will let them go to hell first to pave the way!"

He stepped on the accelerator and kicked it all the way!

Three years ago, everyone wanted him to die. Three years later, the scene reappeared, but he was no longer the Jiang Zheng of the past.

Since you are looking for death, let you get your wish!The supercar accelerated again, and the roar of the motor resounded over the city.

Sheng Jisong realized what he was going to do, he was surprised, and hurriedly advised: "Calm down!"

Gu Yunhong focused her eyes and didn't listen to his words at all.

Flying Thorn: [I can intercept the car's running system and brake automatically.Prevent Mr. Gu from doing impulsive things. 】

With just one word, Sheng Jisong could stop the car, but he suddenly lost the courage to speak.

Jiang Zheng hated Rinan so much, he must also hate himself so much.

If he wanted to take revenge in such an extreme way, Sheng Jisong was the least qualified to persuade him to show mercy.

He didn't let the flying spines work.

The sports car approaches the crowd, 2 kilometers, 1 kilometer, 500 meters.

This group of people sensed that something was wrong and began to flee in all directions, but the crowd density was too high, one person fell, and then everyone messed up, and their way of running was blocked by their own people.

As long as the accelerator is not released, the dozen or so people holding banners in the middle of the road will definitely be knocked into the air. Among them is a woman holding a child. The three-year-old child in her arms has been crying, and her hands are in the air, like consciousness. Call for help when in danger.

Jiang Zheng's lost kindness was brought back by this hand.

At a distance of 100 meters, he slammed on the brakes, and Sheng Jisong fell back on the back of the chair due to inertia. Gu Yun had already let go of the steering wheel, watching the mother fleeing in a hurry with the child in her arms.

He asked himself, "What's wrong with me?"

"You're not wrong, it's them, it's me." Sheng Jisong wanted to hug him into his arms, but the reality didn't allow it. The off-roader stopped within two meters, and six strong men got off the car, and the guns couldn't be used. , Just go straight to the knife, the flying spines can't intervene with cold weapons, and the army support will take 2 minutes to arrive, and the demonstrators will just watch with cold eyes.

Sheng Jisong took off the suit jacket that bound his hands and feet, and before getting out of the car, he told Gu Yun: "Stay in the car, don't get out of the car until support arrives."

Jiang Zheng's eyes fell on the pistol next to the co-pilot's chair.

The strong man with the knife was obviously aiming at Gu Yun, but before he got close to the car, he was kicked by Sheng Jisong in the chin. The 190 muscular man fell on his back on the asphalt road, bleeding from his mouth and nose, his eyes wide open, his chin Dislocated bruises, seeing that he died suddenly on the spot, his accomplice was heartbroken.

When the crown prince asked them to assassinate the weak Gu Yun, he didn't presuppose the existence of Sheng Jisong. This superficially gentle man had actually been in the army for five years, and his attacks were far more poisonous than those of the underworld. Killed with one blow, so that they didn't dare to rush forward with a knife in their hands.

But if they can't complete the task, the crown prince can't let them live, they will die anyway, so they can only fight.

Gu Yun watched the fight outside the car through the glass window. Five people gathered around Sheng Jisong, but they couldn't get any advantage. , The five tacitly used delaying tactics.

He realized that they were exhausting Sheng Jisong's physical strength, and sure enough, a knife flew towards the car window in the next moment, and he reacted quickly to avoid it. He could no longer stay in the car, and this situation trapped him in a small space It was a stupid way to avoid danger. He took the co-pilot's gun and just got out of the car when he saw Sheng Jisong stepping on the strong man with a throwing knife on the ground. After getting out of the car, the target became more exposed. Someone ran towards him. He immediately raised the gun and pulled the trigger with his finger. When he was about to shoot, he found that his hand was shaking all the time.

At this moment, many fragmentary pictures flooded into his mind, and finally all the scenes stopped at the muzzle of the black hole. Jiang Zheng's eyes moved up along the muzzle of the gun, and it was Sheng Jisong who pointed the gun at him.

"Jiang Zheng, you have to die tonight."

"Gu Yun, get out of the way!!"

There was one indifference, one anxious, and the two voices overlapped. Jiang Zheng seemed to see two Sheng Jisongs, one wanted him to die, and the other reached out to save him.

"Xiao Zheng, I want to quit you."

Thousands of miles away, close at hand, the soul seemed to be dragged by a tyrannical force, Jiang Zheng looked down, and the asphalt road suddenly sank, and the bottom was dark sea water, only the edge of the waves was covered with a line of white, The sea breeze was whistling in his ears, and the waves were getting higher and higher. Jiang Zheng stood there in a daze, waiting to be submerged by the sea, but forgot to resist. It seemed that the sea was the destination of his life—his body was indeed dead. up the sea.

"Get out of the way!!"

The body was suddenly pushed violently, and the sea water was instantly filled up by the asphalt road. The moment Jiang Zheng looked up, a warm liquid with a rusty smell sprayed his face—it was blood.

Sheng Jisong cut off the neck artery of the strong man who was rushing towards Gu Yun, and the blood gushed out like a fountain. He threw the man away from Gu Yun, and the strong man fell to the ground with his neck broken in half. .

Sheng Jisong was also dirty, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Don't be afraid, come here."

He reached out to Jiang Zheng with his clean hand, and Jiang Zheng backed away in fear.

"Gu Yun... Xiao... Xiao Yun, don't be afraid, come into my arms."

He still didn't dare to call Jiang Zheng's name.

"...Are you trying to trick me into killing me again?" Jiang Zheng could no longer distinguish between illusion and reality. His eyes were filled with tears, and his voice was weak. He was not asking questions, but begging for help.

Sheng Ji's heart was about to be crushed by these words, he tried his best to explain: "...I won't, I won't hurt you, I'd rather die myself, I won't hurt you, trust me."

Jiang Zheng shook his head, and suddenly raised his gun again. This time, the gun was aimed at Sheng Jisong's heart—just like what he did to himself three years ago.

The stress and trauma made Jiang Zheng unable to shoot at others, but when the gun was aimed at Sheng Jisong, he was able to pull the trigger without hesitation.

It's a pity that the gun misfired, and all the guns within a diameter of two kilometers misfired.

Including the one in his hand.

There was no gunshot, and the bullet was unable to shoot, but Jiang Zheng was relieved. He seemed to have got what he wanted. The moment he pulled the trigger, his soul lightened.

Sheng Jisong was unscathed, but it was far more painful than being shot. He smiled relievedly, as if he understood what Xiao Zheng wanted.

The figure of the army finally appeared at the intersection, and the demonstrators saw that their backer was coming, and they became ready to move again. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy on the street corner picked up a sharp stone on the ground, jumped out of the crowd, and threw it at the back of Gu Yun's head with all his strength. , Sheng Jisong reacted quickly and wanted to pull Gu Yun away, but it was too late. When the stone hit, blood splashed out, and he only had time to hug the fallen Gu Yun tightly.

He looked at the boy angrily, and the boy made a face at him arrogantly. This "feat" won cheers from the crowd.

Sheng Jisong covered the back of Xiaozheng's bleeding head with his clean hand, and hugged him tightly. His cold gaze swept over the faces of everyone who was cheering, and every banner with a curse on Gu Yun—this is what he once sacrificed. The people of Rinan who Jiang Zheng came to protect.

If these people are protected under peace, this kind of peace is not worth mentioning.

He recorded everyone's face and arranged for them their fate in advance.