The nanny was tied to an office chair with a strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth and her eyes were closed. She seemed to have been unconscious for a long time.

How is this possible?

Could it be

Zhang Yu realized that the situation was not good, but before he could react, a syringe suddenly pierced into Zhang Yu's neck.

The anesthetic from the syringe was quickly injected into Zhang Yu's body.

"Who?"

As the syringe was pulled out, Zhang Yu felt his consciousness becoming more and more blurred and his body was weak. He covered his neck and struggled to look back.

Mot, at this time, was standing behind Zhang Yu, looking at him with a sneer.

And Mott held the empty syringe in his hand.

At the beginning, Mot did not discover Zhang Yu.

Until just now, the nanny suddenly sent a message on her mobile phone, which was sent by her nanny’s husband.

The nanny's husband asked, how is the matter going?

Unfortunately, this text message was not seen by the nanny, but by Mott.

After seeing this text message, Mott keenly told himself that this matter must not be that simple.

So, during the time Zhang Yu was shooting the information in the dark room, Mot grabbed the nanny and checked her cell phone.

By checking the chat history between the nanny and her husband on the nanny's mobile phone, Mot learned about the nanny's true identity and learned about Zhang Yu's actions tonight.

This is what happened just now.

"Hmph, come to my place to steal things, you're a little tender."

Mott's voice was getting farther and farther away, and Zhang Yu couldn't even hear what Mott was saying later.

In the end, Zhang Yu was defeated by high-intensity anesthetic and fell back weakly.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, Zhang Yu saw Mot lower his body and take out the miniature camera from his pocket.

I don’t know how long it took, but a basin of cold water poured on Zhang Yu’s face, causing him to wake up.

"Forehead"

The stamina of high-intensity anesthetics is still in Zhang Yu's body, and Zhang Yu still feels a little uncomfortable in his body.

At this time, Zhang Yu's hands were handcuffed and he leaned against the wall.

On Zhang Yu's left, the unconscious nanny was tied to a chair, and several soldiers holding AK stood behind the nanny, staring at Zhang Yu vigilantly.

"Wake up, I want to talk to you about some things."

Seeing Zhang Yu awakening, Mot walked up to Zhang Yu and asked.

"Who asked you to steal my intelligence?"

After taking a look at Mot who was high and felt good about himself, Zhang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and closed his eyes and said.

"You guess, I won't tell you."

"Fuck! You're looking for death!"

Hearing Zhang Yu's nonsensical answer, Mot was furious and immediately punched Zhang Yu in the stomach.

However, when Mott hit Zhang Yu with this punch, it was like cotton with it. Zhang Yu was not painful or itchy and had no feeling.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Zhang Yu took a punch, there was nothing, and even his expression did not change, Mot felt a little embarrassed and changed the subject of interrogation from Zhang Yu to the nanny.

"ah……"

The nanny is not Zhang Yu, she can't withstand Mot's punch.

The awakened nanny had a few tears hanging from the corner of her eyes, looking at Mot with hatred.

"Say, who asked you to come to my house?"

"I don't know, I don't tell you."

The nanny was a tough guy. She was not shaken at all in the face of Mot's questioning and bit her mouth and said nothing.

"Okay, don't say it, right? I have a way to let you say it."

After saying that, Mott took the shotgun from the hands of the soldiers on the side, pointed it at the nanny's left knee, and asked.

"Answer my question! Otherwise"

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing Mott's actions, Zhang Yu realized what he wanted to do and shouted at Mott.

If the nanny didn't say what Mott wanted, he might have shot.

At such a close distance, a shotgun can easily destroy the nanny's knees.

"Why do you come to me and attack a woman? Are you still a man?"

At this time, the handcuffs on Zhang Yu's hand were about to be opened.

When Mot approached him, Zhang Yu held him hostage and used the pistol on his waist to destroy the guards.

Mott brought nine soldiers, and one pistol magazine was enough to deal with them.

However, Mot ignored Zhang Yu's shouting, and still stared at the nanny and said coldly.

"explain!"

"No"

The nanny also knew in her heart that if she didn't say what Mott wanted, Mott would ruin her left leg.

However, a nanny will never betray someone who has saved his life.

"Bang!"

"ah!!"

Mott pulled the trigger, and the shotgun directly bombarded the nanny's left knee, destroying her left leg.

Hearing the nanny's scream, Mott was not finished yet, and another bullet was added to the shotgun, which ruined the nanny's right leg.

The nanny who couldn't help but feel pain fainted on the chair.

"Model, are you going to target him only?

You have the will to come to me!"

Seeing the fainting nanny, Zhang Yu immediately shouted to Mot, but after that, a strange light flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes.

Obviously, Zhang Yu deliberately lured Mot over.

"Fuck! If you want to die, I will help you!"

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Mot, who was angry, threw the shotgun aside, picked up an axe and rushed towards Zhang Yu angrily.

As he was about to approach Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu opened the handcuffs and instantly untied his hands.

"ah!"

Mot had just walked to Zhang Yu. Before he could react, Zhang Yu suddenly stood up, grabbed his neck with his left hand, took out the pistol from Mot with his right hand, and took it away, and took Motka in his arms and pressed his hand against his head.

"Let your people back down! Otherwise I will smash your head with one shot!"

Zhang Yu said viciously to Mot in his arms, and the pistol held in his right hand pushed Mot's head hard.

"Back, let me back."

Faced with the threat of life and death, Mot's face changed drastically. Although he was not afraid of death, it did not mean that he wanted to die so much. Who would die if he could live? He quickly asked his subordinates to retreat.

But at this moment, five or six soldiers ran into the warehouse and surrounded Zhang Yu with the soldiers in the warehouse.

The situation is not good.

The pistol in Zhang Yu's hand is the Desert Eagle, with a bullet capacity of seven rounds.

There were more than a dozen soldiers surrounding Zhang Yu, and seven bullets could not solve them anyway.

Mot, who was stuck in Zhang Yu's arms, also realized this and suggested to Zhang Yu with a smile.

"So, if you let the gun go, I'll let you go away?"

"Get out! Did I let you talk?"

Hearing Mot's words, Zhang Yu's heart was ignited with anger, and he slammed Mot's head hard, causing him to shut up.

"Let go of Mr. Mott!"

"Let go of Mr. Mott!"

Seeing Zhang Yu smashing Mot with a pistol, the surrounding soldiers shouted and slowly approached Zhang Yu.

"Back! Back!"

What Zhang Yu can do now is to leave here with the help of Mot in his arms.

But the miniature camera has been taken away by Mott, and the stolen information has been taken back.
Chapter completed!