Su Zijin stared at Mu Zhen and admitted frankly, "He is."

In her heart, Mu Zhen's safety is indeed better than everything.

Song Wenjun thought that Su Zijin's words meant that she was willing to leave herself and the commander's seal on her. He looked at Su Zijin with admiration, a little relieved, and a little passionate, "It seems that Miss Su has made a choice."

Su Zijin temporarily moved her gaze away from Mu Zhen's body, turned her head, and looked at Song Wenjun calmly, "Now, can Mr. Song let Mu Zhen go?"

"certainly."

Song Wenjun smiled and ordered the two subordinates who were standing behind Mu Zhen and holding his arm, "Send Major Mu out."

The two subordinates looked surprised, as if they didn't expect that Song Wenjun shot and killed two lieutenant generals, kidnapped Ji Yaochuan, and used Xue Song's secret thread to finally attract Mu Zhen. After such a big situation, he really let Mu Zhen go so easily.

"yes!"

"yes!"

They were used to obeying and quickly grabbed Mu Zhen's arm from left to right.

However, this time, Mu Zhen did not cooperate as much as before.

"Oh, my hands, my hands hurt so much."

Their hands barely grabbed Mu Zhen's arm, and Mu Zhen screamed sadly.

"What's the name? Be honest!"

One of them raised his hand and was about to slap Mu Zhen.

A slender arm stretched out and grabbed his arm, and then a crisp slap fell on his face.

The tall man who was beaten was a little confused. He looked at Su Zijin standing in front of him in disbelief. Then, when he realized, he punched Su Zijin with one punch, "Smell, you fucking look for..."

Before the word "death" was said, Su Zijin had already sideways to avoid his fist and kicked his calf with his right foot. The man suffered pain and his knees knelt on the ground. Su Zijin raised his foot on his chest. The man fell backwards. Su Zijin approached and stepped on his hand with a hard kick. His eyes were cold and bone-blazing, "Did you hear me, did he say his hands hurt?"

All this happened too suddenly and no one could react.

A fist wind came from behind.

Before Su Zijin could take action, a low voice sounded, "Stop!"

Su Zijin turned around and saw another tall man who had just pulled Mu Zhen's arm standing behind her, with a fist that Shang had not yet taken back.

Turning a blind eye to the murderous intent in the man's eyes, Su Zijin ordered coldly to the man, "Squat."

The man looked sarcastic. Could this woman have something wrong with her mind? She actually ordered him?

The man stood still, Su Zijin raised his eyes and looked at Song Wenjun.

The few strokes that Su Zijin subdued his subordinates were enough to amazed Song Wenjun.

He was curious about what she was going to do next.

Because she was so curious about Su Zijin, Song Wenjun did not ask anyone to deal with Su Zijin, and even said to his subordinate, "Do as Miss Su said."

The man widened his eyes in disbelief, and Song Wenjun said lightly, "Do you want me to repeat it again?"

"I don't dare!"

The man bowed his head respectfully and squatted down slowly, revealing his broad back that only had years of exercise.

...

From now on, Su Zijin tried his best to restrain himself, prevent him from paying attention, and betting too much on Mu Zhen, so as not to do some impulsive things.

Now, she is only one step away from him.

As long as she steps over, she can touch him.

Mu Zhen's body was covered with blood.

Su Zijin took this step extremely hard.

The body is brought into a warm embrace.

Mu Zhen stood up staggeringly on the ground.

A bloody kiss burned on her lips, like a burning fire, "Sorry, baby, you're worried."

Su Zijin slowly surrounded Mu Zhen's waist.

She didn't know where Mu Zhen was injured, so she didn't dare to exert too much force.

She just gently put her hand on his waist, "Mu Zhen, you go first."

Mu Zhen's body stiffened.

After a while, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Okay."

At this time, it is too impulsive to say that you should go together and die together.

Only when the two of them, any one of them, can they survive from here, will the other one be able to survive.

This hug is shorter than a second, but it is longer than a lifetime.

Su Zijin let go of Mu Zhen.

She put Mu Zhen's arm on her shoulder, held him, lay on the back of the man who was squatting down, and ordered the man, "Send him to leave here safely."

The subordinate would never have imagined that Su Zijin made him squat down and actually asked him to carry Mu Zhen out!

The man has never seen a prisoner who is more arrogant than this Miss Su!

The most outrageous thing is that the man did not object!

Song Wenjun's interest in Su Zijin became a little more intense.

This Miss Su is like a treasure.

Every time, you think she can't bring you any more surprises, but she easily makes your eyes shine.

He could let Mu Zhen go, and as for whether Mu Zhen could go out... it was another matter.

"As Miss Su told me."

Song Wenjun did not object, and the current order was reasonable.

"yes!"

The man lowered his eyebrows and looked down, respectfully carried Mu Zhen, and walked towards the door of the farmhouse step by step.

The door opens and the door closes.

Mu Zhen's back disappeared from Su Zijin's sight.

Mu Zhen had left the farmhouse, but Su Zijin did not completely relieve herself.

She told Song Wenjun, "Open the surveillance outside the farmhouse."

When Su Zijin worked in an international medical organization, she has been to many war-torn countries.

She knew that some militants like to hide in the mountains and forests to avoid the government's pursuit. They stayed in seclusion to avoid attracting the attention of others. At the same time, various surveillance will be covered in hiding places. In this way, as long as the government or military personnel approached, they would know in advance and leave the secret passage.

Su Zijin didn't believe it. She was as cautious as Song Wenjun, so she would not arrange surveillance around the farmhouse.

Su Zijin's request to look at the surveillance was beyond Song Wenjun's tolerance. He still smiled on his lips, but his smile was no longer in his eyes. "What is Miss Su's intention?"

Su Zijin said coldly, "Of course, I can't believe what Mr. Song means."

She had let go of the person in front of her and took him back. She had heard too much of this trick from the mercenaries and wandering soldiers.

Unless she saw with her own eyes that Mu Zhen had already made peace with the Southwest Wolf team members, she would have no choice but to rest assured.

Su Zijin's intelligence and sensitivity were far beyond Song Wenjun's expectations.

The smile on Song Wenjun's lips finally calmed down, "Miss Su, I regret to notify you that the game time has ended here. Come-in--"

Before Song Wenjun finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck.

Su Zijin's clear and cold face was close to her. There were a few transparent special thin lines on his hands, and blood marks were already seeping out of his neck.

Song Wenjun never thought that he would have been dealing with eagles and falcons for most of his life, and he was involved in a tiger or wolf, but in the end, he was bitten by a rabbit.

It's him that underestimates the enemy too much!

From the beginning, he did not regard Su Zijin as a threat, so he did not have enough vigilance when the spatial distance between them had long exceeded the commonly defined "safe" distance!

"Miss Su, she always surprises Song easily."

His head was facing the danger of moving at any time, but Song Wenjun had no fear on his face.

His tone was gentle, as if Su Zijin was holding not the special thin thread that was enough to cut off his head, but just ordinary yarn that was threading a needle.

Su Zijin did not answer the conversation, and she said coldly, "Let your people put down their weapons, retreat, and retreat five meters away."

Have clear goals, clear thinking, and will not easily be distracted by others, and have perfect execution.

It was obviously a fox that could bite people, but he actually had misleading people, thinking that the other party was just a rabbit for fun.

Su Zijin's "bite" made Song Wenjun really hurt.

“Do what she said.”

Song Wenjun's eyes were deep, and those who surrounded Su Zijin with guns put down their guns and retreated cautiously.

Su Zijin controlled the thin line in his hand and slowly came behind Song Wenjun.

She held Song Wenjun hostage and retreated step by step towards the door.

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