Ye Qiao, who thought they were about to die, hugged Lu Beixiao's strong body and rubbed her forehead against his heart. She raised her head, looked at him bravely and fearlessly, pulled down his face, and kissed him!

"Baby, do you want to provoke me at this critical moment?!" He lowered his head and smiled evilly.

There were scratches on his cool and handsome face, and a little flesh was scraped off his shoulder by the ruthless bullet!

He's still in the mood to joke!

However, he looked even more handsome when he was killing people than when he was wearing a suit! That's why she couldn't help but want to kiss him!

Ye Qiao also had scratches on his face, like a cat, "Yeah!"

Lu Beixiao glared at her and said, "I'll deal with you later!"

The two of them were moving back and forth in the corridors of the office building. When Lu Beixiao went to kill another sniper, Ye Qiao hid in the corner and heard a gangster in the office.

"The operation over there has failed. Blow up the first floor now! Retreat! The helicopter is on the top floor!"

"receive!"

As the gangster spoke, he picked up the remote control on the table and was about to press it!

"Ah!" The arrow shot in from the window hit his hand, and the remote control in his hand fell to the ground. There was no explosion sound, so he had to press the remote control for the bomb to explode.

The gangster pulled out the arrow from his hand and bent down to pick up the remote control on the ground. Ye Qiao immediately rushed into the office, holding a pistol in his hand, and shot at the gangster. She closed her eyes and the bullet hit the other party's heart. The bullet kept flying, and a bloody hole was made in the gangster's heart. Ye Qiao, with her eyes closed, did not stop.

"Xiao Qiao! Stop fighting, he's dead!" A voice came from behind. Ye Qiao instinctively turned around and wanted to fight again. Fortunately, Dasha reacted quickly and snatched the gun from her hand.

When Ye Qiao opened his eyes, he saw Dasha, fully armed and wearing a helmet, standing in front of him.

"Wow... You stinky Dasha, do you want to scare me to death?" She punched Dasha's chest. Dasha smiled innocently and immediately picked up the remote control on the ground.

"Xiao Qiao, you were so brave just now!"

Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. "You're finally here! Brother Xiao and I have been fighting these terrorists for an hour!"

Gunshots rang out outside, and Ye Qiao was like a frightened bird. "Don't worry, they are all our people!"

"Brother Dasha, how did you get up here? They've sealed all the entrances..."

"We climbed up the wall with our bare hands!" Dasha said proudly.

"Fuck! Are you Spider-Man?! On the 20th floor!" Ye Qiao patted his chest and couldn't help but look at the gangster whose chest he had punched out a bloody hole. He thought, did he really do that?!

"This is a skill we must learn! What is Spider-Man?"

Oh, there was no Spider-Man in this era... Ye Qiao explained casually.

After all the snipers on the commanding heights were killed, the special police rushed into the hall, quickly eliminated the terrorists on the first floor, and rescued the hostages. Those terrorists who were about to escape were also caught by the special forces!

Ye Qiao and Dasha went downstairs together. The bomb disposal experts were already there, and Dasha gave them the remote control.

The hostages who were rescued hugged their loved ones and cried bitterly, while the innocent people who lost their lives were covered with white cloth...

Ye Qiao watched all this with lingering fear.

When she saw Lu Beixiao again, he was already wearing his combat uniform, fully armed and loaded with guns!

"Is the operation not over yet?" She looked up at him and asked with concern.

"It's just the beginning! Someone has been sent to pick you up. Be good and don't go anywhere these days. Don't be afraid. I will come back to accompany you after the mission is completed!" He had a short crew cut hair and a helmet in his right hand. He lowered his head, looked at her, and said in a deep voice.

Then, he stood at attention, put his five fingers together, raised them to his temples, looked at her, and saluted solemnly and seriously!

It's not a show of cool, but a soldier's most sincere respect to his wife!

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