Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Mo Jiu's emotions almost lost control, the hand holding the gun trembled, she pressed Mrs. Chang's fingers, and pointed the dark muzzle of the gun at her temple.

The situation is very urgent, as long as one of the two people's fingers is out of control, the gun will go off!

Everyone in the corridor was stunned.

Long Qingtian looked at Mo Jiu in shock, and after seeing Mo Jiu lose his composure, he took a step forward, held the hands of the two very quickly, then swung his gun vigorously, pointing the gun at the roof of the hospital, and then... …

boom!

A gunshot rang through the hospital.

"Chief!"

A comrade-in-arms exclaimed, but the situation in front of him was surprising.

The bullet penetrated into the roof, and Mrs. Chang was startled. Her ferocious and distorted face looked a little dull, obviously terrified.

And Mo Jiu, biting his lips tightly, looked at Mrs. Chang very calmly.

Long Qingtian was already covered in cold sweat. He never expected that after training in the army for so long, the wildness in Mo Jiu's body had not yet been tamed.

but……

Isn't this Mo Jiu?Tamed, or is she?

After a long period of silence, Mrs. Chang suddenly squatted on the ground covering her cheeks and burst into tears!

Mo Jiu didn't blame Mrs. Chang, she just felt a burst of fire in her chest. It can be said that Mrs. Chang hit her on the muzzle of the gun.

Mrs. Chang cried.

Mo Jiu's expression calmed down instead.

Looking up again, I found a woman about 50 years old standing there at the end of the corridor, looking in this direction.

The woman's expression was very calm, mixed with a little panic.

A soldier noticed her sensitively and asked immediately, and the lady immediately said, "I am Mrs. Ji."

The mother of Miss Ji in red who disappeared with Chang Weiyuan.

Although the madam was flustered, she was not as crazy as Mrs. Chang.

Comparing the two, everyone has a good impression of Mrs. Ji.

Mo Jiu bit his lip.

She pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke.

"They may not be dead."

"They're not dead."

"They're not dead."

Three voices sounded suddenly, and one voice was full of depression, just stating a possibility, which was Mo Jiu's.

One was low and depressed, a little sad because he sacrificed his comrades in arms, but at the moment what he said was very sure, it belonged to Long Qingtian.

There was another voice... indifferent, calm, and steady.Just stating a fact.

This voice was very nice, but it was low and hoarse but not as steady as Long Qingtian's, with a hint of extravagance.

Mo Jiu followed the voice and looked at the owner differently, but saw a man in a suit appearing at the end of the corridor.

The man was wearing a neat black suit, which made his thin body with wide shoulders and narrow waist look particularly well-proportioned.He looked extraordinarily grand and dignified, but what didn't match the suit was a pair of clean white brand-name sneakers.

Looking at the man's face again, it is a serious, casual face, and very serious and cautious. The facial features are very delicate, but the slightly feminine facial features have become masculine because of the man's caution. gender.

He was tall, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the two of them step by step. The way he looked at Mo Jiu made Mo Jiu feel that he, a living person, had become a work of art in his eyes.

The man looked at Mo Jiu, and asked directly, "Why do you say that?"

Mo Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized why the question asked why he said they might still be alive.