"Cough, cough, cough!" Looking at Mu Qiao who was pretending to be unconscious on the ground, Qiao Lubai coughed three times lightly, and walked out without staying.
Mu Qiao heard these three dry coughs clearly, they were a secret signal.
"I already know who that big shot is." That's what he meant.
Mu Qiao was delighted. He slowly crawled up from the ground and sat up, watching the changing indicator light of the pinhole signal device on his neck. He just hoped that Meng Qiancheng's people would come quickly. Yun Ji and Tian You were there, so they could catch them all in one fell swoop.
After about half an hour, the pinhole signal indicator light turned green.
Mu Qiao was overjoyed that Meng Qiancheng had brought people here.
At this moment, gunshots were heard outside.
Hearing the sound, Mu Qiao jumped up and ran quickly to the warehouse door.
"Bang..." Several bullets hit the iron gate, followed by the gatekeeper's screams.
...
...
After a while, the warehouse door was opened from the outside, and the person who came into view was wearing sunglasses and a mask, with a gun in his hand.
Mu Qiao was on full alert. When he saw the man coming, he used his long legs to do a left kick and kicked the gun out of the man's hand.
"It's me!"
The voice of the person coming was very familiar. Mu Qiao, who was ready to fight, was stunned. He looked carefully and found that the figure of the person coming was very familiar.
"Qiao Lubai!" Mu Qiao ran towards him excitedly, threw himself into his arms regardless of anything, hugged him, tears of joy burst out of his eyes.
It’s a good thing he’s not dead, it’s a good thing he’s alive!
After learning of his "sacrifice" at the arsenal, she once suspected that she was dreaming. It was at that moment that she looked deeply into her own heart.
She loved him, and the more she loved him, the more she feared losing him.
If she hadn't found clues in the arsenal that he might still be alive, she would probably never be able to get over the shadow of losing him.
Therefore, she clasped her hands tightly around his waist, until she felt a warm current coming from him, and then she loosened her grip a little.
Mu Qiao was slightly stunned, "Qiao Lubai..."
She raised her head and met his burning eyes behind his sunglasses. The corners of her lips moved, "Take off the mask and let me see the burns on your face."
"It's better not to look at it, it's scary." Qiao Lubai lowered his head and kissed her forehead through the mask, "I may have to wear a mask to meet people for the rest of my life."
"Scars can be removed." Mu Qiao raised her hand and gently stroked his face. Even through the mask, she could feel the pain that the scar brought him.
Mu Qiao felt distressed, but he forced a smile on his face, "After we deal with these people, I will go with you to country H to find the best plastic surgeon, okay?"
"Okay." Qiao Lubai took off his sunglasses, tears of joy welling up in his beautiful dark eyes.
"Cut!" A bullet came from the door and hit Qiao Lubai's back. When the two men noticed it, it was too late. At the critical moment, Mu Qiao exerted force with both hands and pushed Qiao Lubai away.
The bullet hit Mu Qiao squarely in the chest.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mu Qiao's mouth, and he fell to the ground precariously.
Pain, bone-eating pain attacked her whole body. She was so tired, so tired that she just wanted to close her eyes and have a good sleep.
"Mu Qiao..." Qiao Lubai's heart-wrenching cry came to her ears, and he became blurred in her sight little by little.
Goodbye Qiao Lubai, maybe we really are not destined to be together.
I hope we can meet again in the next life.
In the end, her world fell into darkness, endless darkness.
*
Three months later, Yishui City.
Qiao Lubai was half lying on a recliner by the window, looking aloof and cold. The scar on his face had faded a lot. Although it was not as eye-catching as before, it was still visible at a glance.
Because of this scar, his old man suspended him from work without pay. In just three short months, he felt like his days were numbered.
With his slender and beautiful fingers, he held a cigarette and smoked lazily, feeling very bored. He then picked up the wine glass, took a puff of cigarette and a sip of wine, looking carefree and leisurely.
At this time, Mu Qiao pushed the door open quietly.
"Qiao Lubai, you're smoking and drinking again." Mu Qiao couldn't bear it and ran over to snatch the wine glass and cigarette from his hands.
Qiao Lubai raised his eyes to look at her, pouted his lips lightly, "Why are you here again?"
"I come whenever I want, it's none of your business." Mu Qiao put out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, threw his wine glass aside, and reported one thing, "Yang Jing changed his job."
Qiao Lubai took out another cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and smiled coldly, "She actually knew it a long time ago, but she has been playing dumb. If there is no irrefutable evidence, the Yang Clan will definitely not admit it."
The Yang Clan controls the political circles of Yishui City and has agreed not to compete for the position of military leader. However, they have been secretly making trouble for the Qiao Clan. Not only have they set up the DK terrorist organization, they have also attempted to develop the CC virus.
In fact, Qiao Lubai had long suspected Yang Men's motives, but he had no evidence. Fortunately, the arsenal explosion three months ago allowed him to get closer to Yun Ji and Tian You.
"No more smoking." Mu Qiao took the cigarette from Qiao Lubai's hand again and urged him, "When will you return to the camp?"
Qiao Lubai raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't want to go back."
"Okay, let's not go back. We'll stay at home and I'll accompany you." Mu Qiao's words were purely a provocation.
Qiao Lubai still wanted to wait for Mu Qiao to coax him back, but he didn't expect her to say that.
Qiao Lubai was silent.
In fact, he wanted to go back to the camp, especially to be with Mu Qiao every day, but the scar on his face...
Although they say they don’t care, they still care a lot, especially for special forces soldiers, who will be exposed by obvious scars on their faces.
If he could only do clerical work if he returned, he would rather take unpaid leave.
Mu Qiao knew him too well. He knew that he had been on the front line for too long and was unwilling to retreat to the second line, but he had already stayed at home for three months. If he continued like this, he would be transferred back to the local troops in this year's assessment, and then he would have no chance to join the Snow Wolf.
They are a couple who are really in trouble. He has a scar on his face and is on unpaid leave, while she has been in poor health due to the shooting and has now relegated to the second line.
After retiring, Mu Qiao realized that being a clerk in Snow Wolf was actually quite good. It was much more comfortable than before and he had more time to rest.
"Go back and do the office work. You can be the political commissar and I can be the staff officer. How about that?" Mu Qiao couldn't help but laugh. "But being a political commissar requires a lot of connections. I'm afraid you can't do it."
Seeing that she knew how to coax people, Qiao Lubai directly reached out his hand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her happily, and bent down to kiss her, "Aren't you the advisor? With you here, do I still need to personally lead the way?"
Mu Qiao raised his head and glared at him, "You are blatantly trying to steal my job, do you know that?"
"Well, the stolen position is more attractive." He chuckled, lowered his head and rubbed it against her ear, his voice deep, sincere and slightly hoarse, "Actually, what I care about is: when will we really be together."
Mu Qiao's pretty face flushed when she heard this, and her beautiful eyes twinkled, "How about this, let's introduce a girlfriend to Captain Meng, and on the day he gets married, we'll be together for real, how about that?"
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