Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 552 Without you, the whole world is lonely! (4)

Jason saw Mo Chou's intentions, so he pulled up the fuselage cooperatively and circled to the right rear side of Zhuo Yang's plane.

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Mo Chou shot without hesitation.

The bullet flew obliquely, leaving a series of traces on Zhuo Yang's plane.

"Shoot, shoot, kill 'em!"

Zhuo Yang lay on his stomach inside the plane, while dodging the bullets, while shouting to the men who were flying the plane.

Quickly pulling the plane up, the men adjusted the automatic machine guns under the plane and fired at Mo Chou's plane.

The bullets roared, and Jason was busy adjusting the plane to dodge.

Mo Chou ducked back into the cabin, let the bullets pass by her side, hit the cabin wall on the other side, hit the steel plate behind her, and heard the sound of her eyes.

On her face, there was no fluctuation of expression at all.

What is she afraid of?
What is there to be afraid of!

dead!
She was not afraid before, but after having Murong Lin, she began to cherish life.

It's not that she's afraid of death, it's because there is someone she cares about in this world who cares about her.

Now that Murong Lin is gone, what is the use of her cherishing this life.

This body is not hers, so it's no big deal to return it!

"Pull up, pull up, get up there!"

Diana yelled to Jason as she bent to dodge the bullet.

The plane shook violently.

"Jason?!"

Diana turned around suspiciously, only to see Jason lying on the chair with his face covered in blood, and a fresh blood hole on his head.

Regardless of her sadness, Diana quickly stretched her arms and pulled the lifting rod.

She wanted to pull the plane up, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it up.

Quickly leaving the seat, Diana strode to Mo Chou's side, raised her hand and grabbed the parachute on the cabin and stuffed it into her arms.

"Mochou, hurry up, prepare to parachute, the plane is out of control!"

While putting the parachute on her back, Diana said loudly.

At this time, the gun on Zhuoyang's plane was still firing non-stop, and the bullets raged around the two of them.

Quickly looking at the opponent's plane, Mo Chou threw the parachute into the cabin, grabbed the hook hanging on the seat, and swung it hard.

(End of this chapter)