Buck shook all over. He was afraid that he would hear gunfire. The street seemed to be quiet. Then the soldiers were in a state of turmoil, but the movement lasted only a few seconds. Then he calmed down with a low shout. On the contrary, there were lights on the windows of some rooms in the residential houses to check.

This is the standard reaction of elite troops but have not experienced the battlefield. They are qualities and disciplines, but they need experience and constraints in the face of emergencies, rather than spontaneous.

The people did not have any association with a single gunshot. After all, it was silent, so they turned off the windows and lights and then calmed down.

Buck's heart was as if he was shattered. He didn't know who the gunshots were targeted, and he was even more afraid that he would hear a large piece of fried beans and shoot gunshots.

Before he knew it, the hands pressing the boy's neck were a little stronger. The boy was a little suffocated. The struggling body made Buck wake up and let go of his hand. Just as he was about to knock the boy out of his way, he heard the soldiers below shouting and shouting a few times. His neat steps began to move. Buck felt a move in his heart: "What did they say?"

The boy stuttered in English: "I have already... found it, right... right..." Maybe I don't know how to say what I want to express in English, but Buck's hand was suppressed and pointed in a direction: "On there..." He also said a Japanese place name.

Buck suddenly felt that learning Japanese well was the most important weapon to come here. He turned his head and glanced down and found that the soldiers had quickly gathered and evacuated most of them to form the streets. There were only two people at the entrance of the alley to stand guard respectively.

In the distance, everyone at the table at the command center stood up excitedly and looked in that direction, holding the walkie-talkie and shouting but not moving.

At this time, his heart was already burning like a fire, and it became more and more intense!

He has always been known for his calmness in the mercenary team. Even if the warhead flies over his head, he can still grasp the blood vessels and tie knots. But this time, whether it is Xiang Wan's eyes that were once confused in his arms, the firm and weak I love you on the phone, or the clumsy password language on his phone, Buck never wants to see such a figure disappear in front of him again.

He knocked out the boy in front of him with a quick look, put his thin body into the attic skylight, and even pulled the quilt on the mattress by the window to cover the thin-dressed boy.

The rest may be battles. He doesn't care whether he will leave any living mouths to correspond to his identity. If he can kill less, he will lose his innocentness, but as long as he is in front of him...

Buck's whole body began to get hot. The veterans who did not need to mobilize their emotions before fighting and could not boost morale, and the fighting spirit that could be freely received and received began to grow vigorously!

Sliding down the water pipe in the dark corner of the house, he had already walked to the courtyard door and reached out to unlock the lock. Buck moved his heart and turned back to the car. Then he looked around the faint light of the courtyard and looked for it a little. He held a common socket wrench in his hand and weighed it. He was very satisfied with the weight and length. The silent black shadow covered him out.

Following the uneven door of the house, Buck sneaked for more than 30 meters, only judging from the silhouette that the other party was wearing a battle helmet, and the wrench in his hand slammed the back of his head in the opposite direction of a very uneven hand.

The soldier holding an M4 rifle never expected that the rear house that had been guarded for one or two hours would be attacked, and the central nervous system would be hit and fell to the ground accurately!

As soon as he spread his hands, he locked the soldier's throat with a cold wrench handle, dragged it to his chest and caught it back. Not far away, he dragged it into the narrow gap between the houses.

After a moment, Buck, wearing a helmet, appeared at the intersection, still holding the pistol holster on his right thigh. When he came out of the yard, there was a sentry on the left and right. The two reasons why he chose this unlucky guy were this high point, and his clothes might not be so uncomfortable. Secondly, this person facing the dark alleyway, and the other person facing the bright main road.

When I picked up the bolt of the m4 rifle, I found that the dust cover at the shell was not opened. Given the reputation of uniform discipline and rigorous Japanese soldiers around the world, Buck could only understand that this was not a personal behavior. All Japanese soldiers were not prepared to shoot at any time. They still had a good attitude towards capturing a female agent who might be injured.

Of course, it is not ruled out that these people have superb gun skills and are confident that they can enter the shooting state in an instant. Buck's stupid bird flew first, checking the magazines of the rifle and pistol one by one, and preparing to load the bullets in front.

It happened to be this process, which made him discover that half of the magazines in the tactical vest on his chest were coached!

There were really ten thousand grass mud horses galloping by in Buck's heart, why so many twists and turns?

But these test actions are nothing more than subconscious actions. Buck kept turning into the dark alley in the opposite direction!

At the same time, in the high-end suite of a five-star hotel in Tokyo Minato District, nearly 50 kilometers away, Mou Chenfei, who had just made a flight three times before he arrived in Japan, was not sleepy, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling Central Business District, overlooking the brightly lit Central Business District outside. His face was not as excited or enthusiastic as he had come to Tokyo to spend. A complex and indescribable emotion flowed in his heart.

In the end, she didn't catch the international flight from the neighboring province, and finally had to go to Pingjing again, waiting for the next day's flight. This time, Mou Chenfei finally realized that she didn't care about the cockpit treatment when she was in a hurry to go. If she could arrive immediately like a rocket, she wouldn't even mind the bad seats.

The rich girl had a kind of pride, as if she was doing something for him, but there was another annoying voice reminding her that he didn't care about what she did.

Even when she came here, she didn't even know where he was. Mou Chenfei tried her best to stop thinking about why she came here and whether it was worth it. She only had a simple idea. I must do something, instead of sitting at home waiting for love to come.

This is the biggest difference between her and Fang Lingying.

Perhaps it is because the family has cultivated their philosophy since childhood, especially under the words and deeds of the first generation of struggle, Mou Chenfei has a strong positive offensive mentality.

That's right, she used to be just a vague concern for the big black man, and she used to just use him to get rid of her father, but after the closeness and security that she felt from the heart was confirmed, Mou Chenfei decided to attack in her own way.

When Buck's cold words appeared, when the ridicule and advice came one after another, when Zhou Xiaoli felt that she could not hold on to this man under tremendous pressure, Fang Lingying wanted to let the flow and hesitate when she encountered some setbacks, only Mou Chenfei's subconscious reaction was: "How do I solve this problem?"

Perhaps this is why Mou Tianbo was able to break through the siege thirty years ago and become the richest among hundreds of millions of people.

There is really no "impossibility" in Mou Chenfei's dictionary. Many people think that this comes from her appearance and family strength, but more of it comes from Mou Tianbo's teachings. Maybe Mou Chenfei has not encountered real setbacks in 20 years. When this setback that was coldly accepted came, her thinking was always: "I must win!"

"I can only gain if I give my efforts!"

"If you set a goal, you have to take action!"

It was like her father was once poor and became a rich man through his efforts. The man in front of him did not chase and hold him up like others, so he made him fall in love with him through his efforts!

This is Mou Chenfei’s idea.

In fact, it is a mentality that successful people generally possess.

It was the second half of the night. Because I had slept several nights on various flights, the girl who couldn't fall asleep looked at the starry residential areas around the dazzling central area, and a shining fire suddenly rose from a distant place!

The delicate girl was surprised while encouraging herself: "Where are people setting off fireworks so late?"
Chapter completed!