The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Zhao Ziyang, who drove into the hotel, held Angel tightly in his arms as soon as he entered the room. He searched for Angel's softness with his lips, and rudely tore off Angel's clothes. The two rolled naked on the bed and started Contact without any barriers.

Angel's icy body responded fiercely, and handed over all the fierceness she had accumulated over the past twenty years to Zhao Ziyang.Constantly asking and rolling, only the sound of heavy and ecstatic breathing remained in the room.

The mercenaries in the station crowded Seth's room, watching eagerly as Seth used his only broken computer to hack into the satellite, and captured another battle between Zhao Ziyang and Angel.

"Intrusion! Positioning!"

Seth's face was full of excitement, and he issued instructions on the keyboard with both hands.Following his instructions, a map of Africa appeared on the video screen, then narrowed down to Libya, and finally the hotel room where Zhao Ziyang and Angel were staying was locked.

This series of actions is completely based on the soldier badges worn by Zhao Ziyang and An Qier, through which they can use satellites to search for locations.

In fact, this kind of satellite positioning high-definition image cannot capture a coherent picture, and can only present two processed silhouettes on the computer screen.But this is enough, enough to relieve the boredom of these guys.

They really wanted to know what posture Zhao Ziyang and An Qier used to fight, whether it was the traditional man on top of the woman or riding like a puppy.

"Hey, something's wrong!" Seth blinked his eyes, looking at the screen with no figures at all, making a puzzled sound.

"Hey, Seth, can you do it? If you can't, don't waste everyone's time." A mercenary made a dissatisfied voice.

"Give me a little more time, just a little time, please believe in the genius Seth."

Reposition to obtain high-definition images, complete perspective floors, and obtain processed images.But Seth, who had been busy for a long time, still couldn't find Zhao Ziyang and Angel, which made him feel very strange.

At this moment, a figure that was obviously a man appeared on the video screen. This figure stood there with his hands under his lower abdomen. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was peeing.

"Come out, come out, this is the boss, absolutely right, I still remember the posture of him urinating." Omo, whose face was covered with dry blood, cried excitedly, pointing at Zhao Ziyang's urinating movement and said loudly: " The boss said, this is called defecation against the wind."

Everyone's interest was immediately raised, but they were not interested in Zhao Ziyang, they were interested in Angel.

On the screen, Zhao Ziyang leisurely went to the toilet, took two steps back, then pushed his hips hard, turned around and disappeared.

"Bastard!" Seth yelled angrily, reached out and slapped the keyboard severely, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "How can the damn special forces put the soldier card in the bathroom? This is an insult to the identity of a soldier, and it is an insult to us lurking." No, you must teach him a lesson, and you must give him some color."

With a snap, the computer screen went black and the connection was lost.

"Seth, I support you to fight the boss one-on-one. It just so happens that both of you are lunatics, hehehe..." Dao Feng raised Seth's eyebrows, hooked Seth up to find Zhao Ziyang to reason.

"Hmph, don't think I'm afraid!" Seth squeezed his steel hands aggressively, trying to expand his few muscles.

"Idiot." Pandora spit out two words at Seth, turned and walked outside.

The other mercenaries also left Seth's room dully, none of them said a word for him.

"A bunch of bastards!" Seth cursed dissatisfiedly, sitting in front of the computer sullenly.

"Hee hee hee hee..." The little wild cat at the back showed a sweet smile at Seth, she bounced up to Seth, tilted her head and asked Seth: "Iron Hand, who is the lurker now?" long?"

"Nonsense, of course it's Captain Angel."

"Then who is Captain Angel sleeping with now?"

"Special forces."

"Then let me ask you again, who is in charge of the lurkers?"

"Well..." Seth faltered and fell silent.

Obviously, the lurker is the leader of the special forces, and even the head of the regiment has been destroyed by this goddamn special forces, who else can be the leader if he is not the leader?

"Hee hee hee..." The little wild cat smiled slyly, and after the funny face said loudly: "Seth, you are finished, he has already found out that you peeped on Zhao Ziyang, let me tell you, just now he played When playing Russian roulette, I don’t know if there’s anything to be afraid of!”

"This, this, this question..."

"Hey hey..." The little wild cat smiled again, and whispered to Seth: "Don't worry, no one will help you, I will help you, but you have to give something, right?"

After a while, the little wild cat hummed a little song and returned to his room in satisfaction...

Zhao Ziyang and An Qier from the hotel quietly hugged each other on the bed, and the normally cold and arrogant Angel curled up on Zhao Ziyang's chest and listened to his heartbeat.Her eyes were gently closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly with the nerves of her eyelids, half of her soft hair was scattered on Zhao Ziyang's body, and half on the bed.

Perhaps this is the first time that Angel has shown such a small and cuddly appearance. In the future, she will only show her appearance in front of this man. Now she is not a nobleman, nor a mercenary leader, but just A man's woman.

"An Qier, I want to tell you something." Zhao Ziyang decided to tell Angel about his relationship with Linghu.

Originally, he was supposed to tell Angel the moment he entered the hotel, but at that time he was in an almost berserk state.This is the sequelae of playing Russian roulette for the first time. Excitement, stimulation, panic, satisfaction, hallucinations... Just like the popular death game, it is full of pleasure that is more comfortable than taking drugs.

The first shot, the first shot Zhao Ziyang didn't know if he would blow his head off, it was a real life-and-death gamble with himself.He wasn't sure whether he would go as smoothly as the first time with the second shot, and he was still betting on himself.

As for the next few shots, he could clearly feel whether the machine needle was facing the primer of the bullet, which was an indescribable feeling.It is a good thing and maybe a bad thing that one's own perception ability is strengthened again.

"No, you don't need to say anything, I know everything." An Qier covered Zhao Ziyang's mouth to prevent him from continuing.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Ziyang spat out the three words "sorry".

When he said these three words, all the madness, self-confidence and arrogance of Zhao Ziyang disappeared without a trace. It seemed that he was just an ordinary man now, a man who would say sorry to women.

"My man shouldn't say I'm sorry." An Qier opened her eyes, and said calmly and seriously to Zhao Ziyang: "None of us knows when each other will die. You will see the other party's body in a moment..."

Zhao Ziyang was silent, even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit what An Qier said.They don't know when they will die, and they don't know when they will watch each other's heads being pierced.So everything is not a problem, as long as they can live is the greatest comfort to both parties.

People have to learn to cherish, and when they die, they really have nothing.

"Positive."

"Ok?"

"It's okay." Angel smiled sweetly, and continued to lie quietly on Zhao Ziyang's body.

Feeling Angel's softness, Zhao Ziyang recalled what happened with Linghu that day again in Zhao Ziyang's mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for Angel.But this time the feeling is not as strong as before. That game of Russian roulette made him cross such an insurmountable boundary in death.

No one knows when someone will die, all we can do is cherish it...

"Linghu and I..."

Suddenly, Zhao Ziyang noticed that Angel's face changed completely, and she became extremely angry.Her blue eyes were burning with rage, mingled with indescribable sadness.

With a "snap", An Qier squeezed Zhao Ziyang's neck, growled and asked, "What happened to you and Linghu?"

In fact, Angel already knew the answer. She was a smart woman. It turned out that what Zhao Ziyang wanted to tell him was about him and Linghu, not about shooting him in Gambia.

"I'm going to kill you!" Angel roared, with murderous intent in her eyes.

This is bullying, this is betrayal, cheating will be punished, so let him die.

Zhao Ziyang, who was pinched by An Qier's neck, couldn't use any force at all. He was basically unable to react when his vitals were restrained by someone like An Qier.The most important point was that his legs were tightly strangled when Angel pinched his neck, and his waist was crushed to death, so he couldn't exert any strength.

With a "snap", the cup on the bedside was smashed by Angel, and a sharp blade pressed against Zhao Ziyang's neck artery, stabbing inward without mercy.

The blood gushes out along with the sharp edge of the glass sheet, flows down Zhao Ziyang's neck, flows through the neck, and gathers at the pit where the gun scar on his chest.

This gunshot wound was left on him by Angel, and it has never healed, and he doesn't know why.

At this time, Zhao Ziyang's eyes were protruding due to lack of oxygen, and the veins on his cheeks were bulging, showing the pain from lack of oxygen.The piece of glass has already penetrated into the aorta of his neck, and if it goes any further, it will cut the aorta, and even the gods will not be able to save him.

At the most critical moment, Zhao Ziyang felt his neck loosen, and Angel let go of him.Before he could catch his breath, the back of his neck was pinched by Angel again and he slammed against the wall.

"Bang!" A big blood flower bloomed on the snow-white wall, Zhao Ziyang covered his cheek and let out a painful moan.

He could feel from the pain in his nose and mouth that Angel really didn't hold back, and she wanted to play him to death like an enemy.But Angel kept his hand again, otherwise his throat would have to be cut.

"Small man, don't let me see you again, or I will definitely kill you!" Angel, who was full of murderous looks, kept the angel heart on Zhao Ziyang, put on her clothes, glanced at the gunshot wound on Zhao Ziyang's chest, and kicked open the door. go out.

Zhao Ziyang, whose face was covered in blood, couldn't stop him, and he didn't want to stop him either.Anyone in this situation would have an overreaction, let alone a proud Angel.

For the first time, Zhao Ziyang felt that he was a failed man, he would never be the kind of man with a strong possessive desire.

The relationship between men and women is his weakness, he doesn't know how to deal with the relationship between Angel and Linghu, so he defines himself: chop suey!

After hastily washing the blood off his face, Zhao Ziyang rushed to the station with his broken nose and bumpy cheeks.Now he is worried about what will happen to Angel, and with her temper, she will definitely not let it go.