palm blade

Ji Mingzhe was lying on the bed, blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, and there was a hideous gunshot wound on his chest.

Qiu Ye hung up the phone, put the phone aside, then stared back at Ji Mingzhe for a while, leaned over to pat his face, and said with a smile, "I really don't want to save you."

But in the next second, he dug out the first aid kit in the hotel, sprinkled hemostatic powder on Ji Mingzhe's wound, and then pressed it with a large ball of alcohol cotton.

In order to prevent the blood from choking the intake pipe, Qiu Ye went to the bed to help him up again. After all this was done, the expression on his face that was always foolish finally turned cold, "But I have to save you, right?"

Ji Mingzhe didn't make a sound, and lowered his eyes to express his acquiescence.

Qiu Ye laughed angrily at his reaction, "Ji Mingzhe, why are you so cheap? Huh?"

On the other side, after Mu Zixing ran out, the two of them left the hotel without stopping any longer.

Mu Zixing didn't know where he hit Ji Mingzhe, the gap in the curtain was too small, and he couldn't see the people inside clearly due to the angle.

That shot was fired predictively at Ji Mingzhe's position, it's hard to say whether it would kill him or not.

"Sir, Ji Mingzhe was taken to a private hospital in the city center by ambulance. It's not clear what his injuries are. His subordinates are all guarding there. It will take some time to find out the situation." Zhuang Shi told Lei Shao on the phone report.

Lei Shao explained a few words after listening, then hung up the phone, reached out to unbutton his clothes, and began to change clothes.

"...Sir." Mu Zixing, who had already finished his bath, called him hesitantly.

Lei Shao glanced at him, said nothing, picked up his bathrobe and went to the bathroom.

Mu Zixing pursed his lower lip, followed him a few steps forward, and stood outside the door anxiously.

He knew that Lei Shao was angry.

Since he acted without authorization and fired a shot, Lei Shao had a sullen face on the way back and hasn't said a word to him until now.

Mu Zixing was very worried. When he was on missions before, he was used to making decisions by himself, so he didn't take Lei Shao's words to stop him from doing anything.

He didn't regret it until the other party was obviously angry at this moment.

Lei Shao took a shower quickly, and walked out after wiping his hair half dry in a few minutes. When he stood in front of Mu Zixing, the scent of shower gel lingered on the tip of his nose instantly.

But Mu Zixing didn't have any charming thoughts at the moment, he raised his head and glanced at Lei Shao quickly, then quickly looked away a little cowardly, and called softly, "Sir."

"Take off your pajamas, go to bed and lie down." Lei Shao said.

His voice was deep, and Mu Zixing couldn't help trembling when he heard it.

When he obediently lay down on the bed, Lei Shao turned off the headlights in the bedroom, walked over and stared at Mu Zixing condescendingly, until the latter was terrified and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, then Lei Shao bent over. Waist took out the lubricant from the drawer.

Mu Zixing originally thought that Lei Shao was angry, and he would inevitably vent his anger. This joy might cause him some torture.

He was also mentally prepared.

that's the truth.

But the 'torture' given to him by the other party was not at all what he thought.

Mu Zixing's hands were tied to the head of the bed by a belt, his voice was already hoarse, and physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes and rolled down into the pillow.

"Sir, please, let me..."

Mu Zixing lifted his upper body unbearably, he didn't expect that Lei Shao would not let him release when the critical point was reached.

"What do you want me to ask?" Lei Shao looked down at him, the cold expression on his face did not match his movements at all.

"Let me out."

"Do you know what's wrong?" Lei Shao asked in a calm voice.

"Wrong, I was wrong, sir..." Mu Zixing cried directly, he was really about to explode.

"Where is it wrong?" Lei Shao continued to be aggressive.

"Shouldn't...don't listen to sir."

This kind of answer did not satisfy Lei Shao at all, and the latter's eyes became darker, and he "tortured" the people under him even more.

It wasn't until Mu Zixing cried and started calling Brother Lei Shao that Lei Shao softened and let him go.

Afterwards, Lei Shao leaned against the bedside and lit a cigarette. Mu Zixing opened his mouth slightly and hadn't recovered from the lingering lingering sensation.

His nose and eyes were red from crying, and he looked very pitiful.

But Lei Shao didn't look at him, his eyelids were half down, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly.

After a while, Mu Zixing came over and called out flatteringly, "Sir."

"What do you call me?" Lei Shao raised his eyelids and looked at him.

Mu Zixing, "...brother."

Lei Shao then helped him untie the belt around his wrist, pulled him over, and wrapped him in his arms.

"Does it hurt?" He touched Mu Zixing's skinned wrist.

Mu Zixing shook his head. This was the first time Lei Shao got angry after they got together. He was both regretful and sad, and couldn't help apologizing softly, "I'm sorry."

Seeing his downcast and bewildered look, Lei Shao sighed, lowered his head and kissed Mu Zixing's ear comfortingly, then took out an ointment from the drawer, and patted his head.

"Turn around and lie on your stomach. I'll give you some medicine. Your place is a little swollen."

Mu Zixing didn't feel uncomfortable, but now he didn't dare to go against Lei Shao's wishes, he turned his back to Lei Shao and knelt down on the bed obediently.

"I don't blame you for not listening to me..." Lei Shao opened his mouth when he reached out to dig for the medicine.

He was just annoyed that Mu Zixing didn't take his own safety seriously. It was the first time he went to investigate there, and he didn't know what was going on, so Mu Zixing acted rashly.

That is to say, Ji Mingzhe didn't have an ambush in the hotel. What if there was an ambush because the shot alarmed the enemy and he couldn't get out?

Thinking of him putting himself in danger, Lei Shao couldn't suppress the fire in his heart.

However, when Mu Zixing said this, he still looked relaxed, and he didn't feel that it was wrong to do so at all, so that Lei Shao's face sank to this point.

After listening to Lei Shao's words, Mu Zixing opened his mouth, wanting to explain something, but he didn't say anything.

He was sore right now, and the feeling of being cherished by others was so good that he couldn't bear to defend himself.

In fact, he didn't act impulsively. With so many missions, Mu Zixing could easily judge whether he could escape after shooting. Lei Shao didn't have such experience, so he couldn't accept his approach.

And there is another reason, Mu Zixing has always remembered the bullet that Ji Mingzhe sent a killer to shoot into the car window, if Lei Shao hadn't been alert and dodged at that time, it's hard to say whether he would have the opportunity to sit here now.

This enemy Mu Zixing can't forget, Lei Shao is his back-liner, whoever touches him will not want to live.

The room was quiet, and the faint smell of boiled ointment wafted in the air. After a while, Lei Shao patted Mu Zixing's waist and buttocks and said, "Okay."

Mu Zixing sat up and watched Lei Shao put on his pajamas and was about to get out of bed to wash his hands. He couldn't help but put his arms around his neck, and took the initiative to kiss the corner of Lei Shao's mouth, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time." Be impulsive, don't be angry."