Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

In the morning, half past five.

border.

The sky was slightly shining, and the forest was still dark. It was so quiet that there were only insects and chirping birds, and no pedestrians could be seen. The vast world was far from the noise of the city, leaving only the sound of nature.

Mo Shangjun plucked the branches in front of him, walked out of the jungle blocking the view, and came to the bare cliff.

Here is the highest cliff nearby.

gPS shows that this coordinate is where Chen Lu was found.

The field of vision was brighter, and Mo Shangyun saw the endless mountains, the mountains and the mountains overlapped, and there was a layer of mist in the morning air, the mist wrapped around the body, and the silk was cool.

Mo Shangyun shook the flashlight in his hand. The flashlight that had no electricity was completely dark at this moment.

Without taking out a new battery, Mo Shangyun took a deep breath and felt that the mist was absorbed, the cold hit, the cold wind in the mist, and the warmth was exploited.

After a pause of two seconds, Mo Shangyun went straight to the edge of the cliff.

This is a high cliff.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, you can't see the bottom at a glance. The traces left along the ropes can't even see the end point.

She kicked the gravel under the cliff, and the dirt and gravel rolled down together. The sound of the gravel hitting the edge of the cliff was very soft, and there was no sound without the end.

A moment later, Mo Shangyun sat down beside the traces left by the ropes on the cliff side.

Hanging legs, very dangerous movements.

She didn't seem to be aware of it. She took off the backpack behind her, pulled it apart, and pulled out a written letter.

There are letters and envelopes.

Unfortunately, the letter she wrote to Yan Tianxing was sent by Chen Lu, and she has not written a letter to Chen Lu so far.

Gently exhaled, Mo Shangjun tore the letter in his hand, tearing the complete envelope little by little, and even carrying the few letter-filled letterheads inside.

Gradually torn into pieces.

As at the beginning of the year, the "Today's Summary" she tore off the edge of the cliff.

The debris was in the palm of the hand, and it fell with the wind.

Mo Shangyun opened his eyes and watched them fall below the cliff with the wind, disappearing into the thicker morning mist.

For a long time, she seemed to hear nothing, but it seemed that she had heard nothing.

Raised his hand and touched his left ear.

She still remembers everyone's voice.

Putting his hands down, Mo Shangjun lowered the brim, and after a while, he stood up.

Without hurrying to go, she checked all the traces left on the cliff, and after confirming that nothing had been missed, she stood in the thick fog of the cliff, saluted in the air, and then turned and walked into the jungle.

*

After spending half an hour on the cliff, the mist became thicker and thicker.

In places where the light is severely blocked, you can't even see the road under your feet.

Acting in such an environment is not only difficult, but also very likely to get lost. Mo Shangjun paused for a moment, then chose a nearby big tree and climbed up.

After walking all night, she took this opportunity to take a break.

Hanging the backpack on the branch, Mo Shangjun found a suitable branch bifurcation, leaning on the trunk, one leg bent on the branch, and the other leg hanging down.

The brim pulled down, blocking most of his face, and Mo Shangjun's head fell back, closing his eyes.

Tired, but sober, she closed her eyes at best.

So, at the moment when the voice of people fell into his ears, Mo Shangyun opened his eyes.

The brim obscured her eyes, and her field of vision was dark. She put on her baseball cap and found that the dense fog had reached her fingers.

She could not see the figure of the person speaking, and could only distinguish the position of the other party by relying on the movement of the speech.

She was not familiar with Yuncheng's dialects, and she knew nothing about Sasir's language. Fortunately, the other party did not speak these two languages, but spoke a bit of English.

It is... mixed with a heavy dialect.

She could barely hear clearly.

There are two groups of people, in front of her, who seem to be Sasir, but they are by no means good people-she can clearly hear the sound of the gun being pulled out of the insurance.

It should be because of the contradiction that has been left for a long time. Before the actual fight, there will be some war of words.

Mo Shangjun’s hearing is okay, but their accent is a difficult problem for her, and the distance between them is also a bit far away, so that she can only hear a few keywords intermittently.

It's not a good thing.

Anyway, she heard a bunch of "fuck".

Mo Shangjun touched his ears with his hand, intending to focus on the fact that they touched their own mold, to help them speed up the duel, so as not to delay their time.

I was still troubled by such dense fog, but now-this dense fog is a good self-defense weapon.

More effective than body armor.

Thinking about it, Mo Shangyun exhaled, removed the backpack from the branch, and then took out the weapon Dong Ge prepared for her.

-There is a gun and a dagger.

She took out both weapons and put them all on her body, then she slid the backpack over her shoulders and slid down the tree silently.