She took a sudden breath, almost unable to breathe, and at this moment it seemed that she was just gasping for breath...

"You... who are you?" Luo Weiran calmed down a little and trembled, widened his eyes, and looked at the man above who was blocking the way. His petite body kept retreating, and his fingers were full of mud.

The darkness was so hard that I could not see my fingers. The bright moon in the sky had long been extinguished by abnormal rain. Luo Weiran could not see clearly the person coming, but was stunned by the forcing momentum emitted from his body. Despair was filled with my heart bit by bit, and I had never felt before.

Feng Zhaoyong looked at the woman sitting on the ground in confusion, not understanding what she was doing? He admitted that this dark place was indeed a bit scary, but he was indeed a human being, and he didn't know what she was afraid of.

Soon, after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something in an instant. Before the afternoon operation, they rescued a woman. In order not to affect this casual combat exercise, he ordered the military doctor to treat her injured ankle injury and placed it in the hostage tent, but he did not expect that she had really misunderstood.

In the darkness, although this woman was afraid, her eyes were extremely bright, as if she had compared the most dazzling stars in the night sky.

Moreover, these eyes were indescribably familiar. Although she looked embarrassed at this moment, these eyes were indeed clear and transparent.

He frowned, and for some reason, a prank thought struck his handsome brow peak. After a few seconds, his tall and slender figure bent down a little, and his tone was slightly cold, "Who do you think I will be?"

As he said that, a smile rose from the corner of his lips, which was a bit weird and scary in the dark night!

Luo Weiran retreated a little again, and his body trembled even more violently!

"You... don't come over, I... won't be polite!"

The man in front of him, who could not see his face clearly stared at her, his eyes as if a cheetah in the jungle saw the prey, which made her heart suddenly rise to her throat.

Although she knew that the threat didn't work, she didn't want to miss any opportunity!

Feng Zhaoyongzheng looked at the woman in front of him with great interest, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a playful smile: "What will you do?" He seemed to be mocking her for being overestimated.

At this moment, Luo Weiran was a little angry in her heart, and she gritted her teeth. Although she didn't know if she could escape, she would never have a chance if she didn't try it, so a thought quickly arose.

Under Feng Zhaoyong's harsh ridicule, she suddenly bent her uninjured leg and hit him hard at the key part. She was so fast that even Feng Zhaoyong's skills were almost hit.

Feng Zhaoyong's face became extremely ugly, and even in the darkness, he could feel his anger!

Unsuccessful! Luo Weiran's little face turned pale in an instant. In despair, he only felt that his whole body was suddenly lifted up. When she realized it, the man had already carried her and walked towards the direction just now.

"Bastard! Pervert! Put me down, let me down quickly!..." Luo Weiran struggled desperately, and his white fingers grabbed his back hard, but he was in vain.

Seeing that he did not respond, Weiran was angry and anxious, and opened her voice again and tried to yell, but he covered her mouth.

"Shut up! The low voice is full of domineering coldness that cannot be rejected. "I don't mind throwing you down the cliff if you make another sound!"

Suddenly, Weiran was stunned for a moment, unable to make any sound, and a warm but somewhat thick palm was placed on his covered mouth.
Chapter completed!