Sitting on the flying carpet, Li Guo's head hurt by the thorny cold wind. Moreover, it was snowing heavily outside, and the temperature of about ten degrees below zero was challenging Li Guo's physiological limits.

However, compared to this, Li Guo is now worried about the safety of Li Mingxue and Xiaoxin, and is also secretly afraid of the trick he showed in front of the police uncle just now. At that time, Li Guo didn't think about anything else. She was calm on the surface, and she was already in a mess of rotten taro that had been gnawed by goats, and she didn't consider anything else.

Now, I’m so proud of this step, I’m finally raising the ball. I guess the fat man who claimed to be a mss has sat on the computer and went out to edit the information about Li Guo’s ancestors for the 18th generation.

Of course, Li Guo didn't feel any regrets. He did it anyway. If he had to hand it over to the police station, Li Guo would probably get two highly decayed corpses one big and one small after a week.

Well... winter won't rot so quickly, but it's definitely not a living person.

"Mo...Mochou, are you here?" Li Guo's teeth were fighting, and his limbs seemed to be no longer his. Even though he was hiding behind Mochou, the unprotected cold wind made him freeze to a floor: "If you keep frozen like this, I will have to amputate my limbs."

Mochou's face was stained with the blush that was exposed because of Li Guo's hugging, and there was no other change. After hearing Li Guo's words, she hesitated for a moment and felt a little embarrassed: "My husband, you are referring to this path."

Li Guo secretly cursed herself as "silly", took out her cell phone, and carefully compared the pictures on it.

Unfortunately, the sky is very dark now, and after Li Guo discovered that the original heavy snowfall turned into a heavy rain without excessive force. This not only caused Li Guo's broken copycat mobile phone to fail to enter the water, but also caused the visibility to become very, very low. If Mo Chou's flying sword had very advanced artificial intelligence, then air crashes would be almost inevitable.

There are good and bad things. Since it is raining heavily here, Li Guo can almost be sure that he has not taken the wrong direction. With his memory just now, he represents Xiaoxin's cursor, and the final place is in an oval frame.

There are only two possible oval frames, one is the stadium and the other is the factory.

So Li Guo asked Mo Chou to lower the flight altitude to a level where he could see the ground clearly, and then began to search for conspicuous places like this with his naked eyes.

"My husband, don't worry. There will be no trouble for them." Mo Chou, who was not dripping from water on his body, whispered to comfort Li Guo, who was soaked like a chicken that was trembling and was still trembling: "If the thief wants to hurt his life, there is no need to tie him up to this wilderness."

Li Guo agreed absent-mindedly, forced her perseverance to resist the chill, and kept searching around with her eyes.

"Mo Chou! Over there!"

Finally, after three minutes of searching, Li Guo found a place in a very remote wasteland that looked like an abandoned factory. The blue iron roof of the house was already incomplete and black inside, like a beast ready to be fond of humans, with its mouth wide open and waiting for the food to be delivered to the door.

Mo Chou carefully parked the flying carpet next to a broken brick house that was about to collapse, almost a hundred meters away from the factory, and helped Li Guo, who was already stiff all over, walked down from the flying carpet. After seeing Li Guo's embarrassment, Mo Chou suddenly became panicked: "Honey, why are you so embarrassed?"

Li Guo shook her head and pointed at the sky: "I don't want to..."

"If this is the case, you will hurt your body before the person is rescued." Mo Chou took back his "unsheath" and pulled Li Guo into a small brick house with a roof: "This matter is really Mo Chou's inadequate thinking... and let his husband suffer."

Li Guo did not blame her, but just squatted down and pointed at the cigarette butts fire that came out from time to time in the ruined window of the abandoned factory. His voice was full of excitement: "It's probably this. Mochou, how long will it take for you to clean up the grandchildren inside?"

"It's just a snap of your finger, but my husband should let Mochou get rid of the moisture on your body first." Mochou said, taking out a small pink sachet from his pocket, pinching out some powdery things from it, and sprinkling them into the air: "Open."

As soon as he finished speaking, thick steam began to rise from Li Guo's body, and he also felt that his clothes and pants had returned to dryness almost instantly. He touched the clothes that had begun to become refreshing and dry, and asked Mo Chou in surprise: "Don't you only know how to use swords?"

"My husband, using swords as skills is a skill. However, most of these are the same destination. However, Mochou only learned a little bit of fur. If those skilled people are skilled, it is not rare to use ghosts to move mountains and turn stones into gold." Mochou introduced Li Guo while whispering to the sword box behind him.

After a while, Mo Fow pointed at the abandoned factory with a frown: "My husband, there are many people here, Mo Fow strives to kill them at the same time. Hu Yanming, resigned from Yanshan, and yesterday he sent a letter to Yu Chaodu Pass and unsheathed!"

After the introduction was finished, Mo Chou's sword flew out quietly like a magic trick, and disappeared silently on the dark rainy night. It only left a circle of faint sword light outside.

"The subtlety of this technique lies in the ability to adapt to the situation. Hidden the 'out' in the sky and earth, lock the throat, and kill it together." Mo Chou's face was frosty, and the spirit of killing without blinking burst out again.

Li Guoze had no objection, but just looked at the abandoned factory, praying to the Virgin Alaska in his heart that Li Mingxue and the little girl were safe and sound.

"Slowly! Husband, look!" Mo Chou was about to make a move, but suddenly stopped and pointed at the roof with his finger: "Someone!"

Li Guo followed the direction Mo Chou pointed, squinting his eyes through the faint light. He found that there was indeed a row of people standing on the roof, perhaps wearing black clothes, and only a little outline was seen. And they seemed to be putting ropes down.

"What is this for?" Li Guo was confused by this series of things: "Mo Chou, wait and see first."

Of course, Mo Chou listened to Li Guo, and stood silently in this hidden shack with him, watching the men in black slowly sliding down the mottled wall.

Li Guo has only watched this scene in movies and TV series. Most of them are counter-strikes who use this method to rescue hostages without disturbing the bad guys.

Thinking of this, Li Guo was even more confused. This was probably not a policeman. The general procedure of the police was to drive a police car and ring a high-decibel siren, and then rush around the streets and force the criminals to a corner. Regardless of whether there are hostages in the bad guys, he picked up the treble lama and shouted unscrupulously: "Put down the gun and hostages in his hand, you are surrounded, don't make unnecessary resistance..."

So Li Guo felt that if he was a kidnapper, when he encountered police encirclement, his first task was to kill the hostages and then commit suicide...

So the man in black who was climbing down skillfully was definitely not a policeman. And it was probably not a special forces. No matter how beautiful Li Mingxue was or how cute Xiaoxin was, he was just an ordinary person, not a leader of a country or a senior foreign friend. He had no need to send out such special forces, which seemed to be more elite than the US Delta troops.

Mochou closed his eyes and muttered something in his mouth. Li Guo couldn't hear it clearly and was not in the mood to hear it clearly. What he cares most about now is what the old girl, the little girl and these strange people were going to do.

"My husband, she was locked in a small hut. Mochou was sure not to disturb any thief to rescue him. After being rescued, Mochou would start a massacre again." Mochou had a look of seeking credit on his pretty face: "What do you think of your husband?"

Li Guo nodded, pointed at almost everything to the end, and was about to install the induction mines and said, "They started fighting, and we'll do it."

As time ticked by, the group of men in black had already entered, but Li Guo never heard a slight movement. The abandoned factory was still as silent as before, as if everything was just Li Guo's illusion. There were no men in black, and there were no special forces at all.

"Mochou, prepare to take action." Li Guo's patience was finally consumed, and he gestured to Mochou: "We must ensure that the safety of both of them is."

Mochou smiled confidently: "Mochou has cut hundreds of evil thieves into his hands, but he has never failed."

When Li Guo heard this, he shivered unconsciously, but he didn't care about digging his roots and just waved his hand: "Start!"

But almost at the same time, the lights in the abandoned factory suddenly became bright, and the strong cold light shook Li Guo's eyes so dizzy. If you guessed correctly, this should be the flares that often appear in the movie.

The sudden light made Mo Chou stop, and he looked at Li Guo in surprise and said, "It's so strange, my husband."

Li Guo nodded heavily: "See how many people there are inside, won't they be in the same group on both sides?"

Mo Chou closed his eyes obediently and began to chant again. This time, she opened her eyes in less than ten seconds and said in surprise: "My husband, those people were all dead. She and the two of them were also rescued from the room."

Li Guo couldn't smile bitterly. He thought there would be a shocking gun battle like Hollywood, but he didn't expect that these people would even make a fart sound, which solved the problem. Li Guo was completely out of his mind, but the only thing he was glad that these people did not seem to be from the enemy.

So, as Grandpa Mao said, the enemy's enemy is a friend. Li Guo took Mo Chou's hand and walked towards the bright gate.
Chapter completed!