Take It Easy: Chapter 123 have both
Xiaojiu, you now amaze me.
Wan Qianli and Duan Yi were also shocked by the sound of the gunshot. The two of them never expected to make a documentary, and it was still a sample film in the research stage. Big battle.
Staring at Zhou Yi outside for thousands of miles, with a serious expression, "Old Duan, is it appropriate for us two elders to hide inside and let a little girl charge outside?"
"Old Wan, don't act rashly, Xiaojiu here is more familiar than us." Mu Qinglin said in a deep voice, she looked at the front, handed the camera wrapped in a coat to the back row with her hands behind her back, and said, "Hide this. Give me."
The camera equipped in the desk is not as convenient as Mu Qinglin’s own. She only uses it occasionally for emergencies, and there is nothing important in it. contradiction.
Although Wan Qianli didn't know Mu Qinglin's plan, he trusted her judgment. He quickly caught the camera that Mu Qinglin handed over, and at the same time, Duan Yi handed the one that was equipped in the stage to Mu Qinglin.
As soon as Mu Qinglin got the camera and looked up, the man who was thrown off the car hood by Zhou Yi had jumped up again, and was shouting at everyone, "Don't let me! She's from the patrol team! She's the one who killed her!" With Zaire dead, we're going to..."
"Bang!" There was another gunshot, and the bullet was precisely inserted into the iron rod in the man's hand, the position was only three or four centimeters away from his hand, and the strong impact made his mouth go numb.
Zhou Yi still tilted his head to aim.
The man realized that she was aiming at his hand this time, let go of the iron bar in horror, and shouted: "I am a civilian, you dare not shoot!"
Zhou Yi's voice was cold and heavy, "You're not. In mid-April this year, you captured two pangolins alive and sold them for thirty dollars at the market. At the end of February, one was at the end of November, and at the beginning of November last year, one..."
"Do you still need me to continue?" Zhou Yi's voice was not loud, but cold.
The man panicked, "You have no evidence!"
"My brain is the most direct and powerful evidence." Zhou Yi said, "I'll count to three and let them disperse."
The clothes on this man are obviously better than the others, and it seems that he has a certain right to speak and status. Since he can incite trouble, he can also quell public anger.
The man gritted his teeth.
Let the patrol team leave, before today, he will be arrested by the police!
Other men in the village will also be targeted. How will they survive without poaching in the future? !
"My gun doesn't have eyes, so I'm not sure where I'll hit it next time." Zhou Yi aimed his gun at the man's head.
The man was shocked.
Zhou Yi stared into his eyes and said, "We didn't come here today to catch anyone. If you wanted to, do you think you can still stand here and talk to me?"
Thinking of what Zhou Yi said just now, the man was shaken, "We will let you go, but you must swear not to report on us!"
Zhou Yi, "Deal..." She wanted to report it long ago, and she wouldn't wait until something happened.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yi frowned imperceptibly. She has always thought that she has no feelings for the people here, so she will not show mercy, but in fact, she just cannot stand scrutiny.
In the past few years, except for catching him on the spot, she has never identified him in private.
Things have cause and effect, people have helplessness, her subconscious still has pity for these people. But if someone is injured today, she promises that she will definitely meet and catch one in the future.
At this second, Zhou Yi completely forgot the fact that she was about to go back with Mu Qinglin, she fixed her dark eyes on the man, waiting for his reply.
The man weighed for a moment, then suddenly pointed to Mu Qinglin, the co-pilot, "She's a reporter! Tell her to hand over the camera!"
Zhou Yi pursed his lips tightly.
She hoped that this documentary, which was of great significance to Mu Qinglin, would score 100%.
If you want to get 100% shooting, you can't lose the things in the camera.
But they are blocked here today, most of the reason is because of it.
How can I keep the camera under the premise of getting out safely?
Zhou Yi settled down to think.
She couldn't take her eyes off the man, if she turned her eyes a little bit away, he would gain the upper hand again, and then her two shots just now were in vain.
At an angle she couldn't see, Mu Qinglin pushed the car door, and she held the camera in her hand, lifted it up through the narrow gap little by little, and said calmly: "The camera is here."
Immediately, someone snatched the camera from Mu Qinglin and threw it on the ground. The tens of thousands of dollars worth of cameras and lenses disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Yi clenched his gun tightly and quickly turned his head to look into the car.
Mu Qinglin was looking at her with his head tilted, his pupils were dark but bright, and there was no trace of anger that the camera was smashed.
Cameras are the lifeblood of journalists.
For Mu Qinglin to be so calm, he must have held back.
Zhou Yi realized this, and the unwillingness in her heart disappeared in an instant. She squinted slightly and looked at the man standing in the car, "Now, let them get out of the way."
The man was worried, squatting beside the car and communicating with the person who smashed the camera in local dialect for a long time, then he stood up, took a look at Zhou Yi, and gestured to step back.
The surrounding crowd dispersed slowly amidst whispers, and the man jumped out of the car, stood in front of Zhou Yi and said, "Chinese, I remember you! If you dare to go back on your word, I will go to you even if I risk my life." revenge!"
Zhou Yi put down his gun and stood in the flying loess with his back straight, "Revenge can come at any time, but don't ever fall into my hands."
Zhou Yi opened the door and got into the car, the wheels pressed against the iron bars and drove away from the village quickly. It wasn't until the dust raised behind the car completely covered the fuzzy houses that Wanqianli breathed a sigh of relief and realized that he was covered in cold sweat.
Wan Qianli sat up, grabbed Zhou Yi's seat and asked, "Do you often encounter this kind of situation?"
"No, we seldom go to the village." Zhou Yi said, her eyes were straight ahead, her voice still had a clear sense of coldness, "Only a few years ago, our country's peacekeeping force went to the village to help them dig wells and get water out. I saw it once."
"Damn! Remember to eat or not!" Duan Yi scolded with lingering fear.
Wanqianli gave him a sharp look, and continued to ask Zhou Yi, "A group of villagers are so cruel. If you encounter someone who is really poaching, you don't want to risk your life?"
Zhou Yi said: "No, we have limited personnel, and we are even more afraid of being prone to expulsion."
Sitting back for thousands of miles, he sighed, "It's just a survey today and it's so exciting. I don't know what I will encounter when I start filming."
"Are you afraid?" Duan Yi asked.
Wan Qianli snorted, "How do you talk? There is nothing in this world that your father and I are afraid of!"
Duan Yi said angrily: "Father, you..."
"Xiao Jiu..." As soon as Mu Qinglin, who was silent all this time, said, the two people who were about to pinch each other immediately fell silent, and heard her ask Zhou Yi slowly, "You have already thought about what you might encounter after getting off the car." gone?"
The sudden change of topic made Zhou Yi's heart skip a beat.
She could hear Mu Qinglin's fear, but instead of questioning, she chose a gentle question.
This approach not only retains trust, but also expresses worry;
It is both cold and rational, and there is no lack of sensibility that pokes people's hearts.
Zhou Yi's beating heart became firm, and she told her quickly, "No, things in the poaching ground are changing rapidly. I can't think 100%, but I know that they dare not shoot me. They will block us, but they don't want to go to jail. , I scare you with a gun and give them some sweets, they will definitely compromise!"
"Okay, I got it." Mu Qinglin said, her voice was soft, she looked at Zhou Yi, and said word by word: "Xiao Jiu, you now make me admire you." The more this is the case, I The more I want to take you back as soon as possible.
In the second half of the sentence, Mu Qinglin didn't dare to speak to Zhou Yi.
Today, she fully understands what Han Qiu meant by "don't die"—Zhou Yi is capable and obsessed, no one can be braver than her in front of poachers, and if something happens, no one will Faced more dangers than she did.
Zhou Yi absolutely cannot stay here any longer.
Mu Qinglin was making a decision in his heart, his face was full of flaws, and a hint of teasing could be vaguely caught in his relaxed smile, "The marksmanship is quite accurate, Captain Zhou."
Zhou Yi's nerves relaxed, "Funds are limited, a shot is worth a shot."
"How did you practice?"
"Using year-round leaves that Antoin got."
Duan Yi sat up and said seriously, "Zhou Yi, we owe you our lives."
Zhou Yi's tone was light, "It's not that serious, to be honest, I might be the real source of anger for them."
"I don't care about the cause, I just know that you settled those people in the end." Duan Yi said loudly, "Zhou Yi, thank you."
Wanqianli slowly remembered this, and hurriedly followed behind and said, "Yes, thank you. I can't make a promise in this life, so I can only be your cow or horse in the next life."
"You really don't need to do this." Zhou Yi couldn't help but glanced at Mu Qinglin again, unable to hide his pride, "I won't come today, and my sister knows how to get you out of danger."
Wan Qianli came to his senses at this moment, clapped his hands vigorously, and said with a big smile, "Director Mu is amazing! How did you know they would ask for a camera?"
Mu Qinglin said: "Investigative journalists' instinctive reaction is to protect the evidence and protect themselves."
Duan Yi said with emotion: "You two are really a natural couple with courage and strategy, and tacit cooperation."
These words suddenly reached Mu Qing's heart, she temporarily put down the impatient thoughts in her mind, turned her head to look at Zhou Yi and said, "I'll get to a safe place in a while and stop the car. I'll take a look at your car." hurt."
Mu Qing didn't mention this matter and Zhou Yi forgot, she subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and when she saw the blood on the back of her hand, she suddenly felt a little pain.
Compared with the previous injuries, this small cut is nothing worth mentioning.
"It's okay, the bleeding has almost stopped." Zhou Yi said.
Mu Qinglin raised her hand, rolled the drop of blood that was about to fall from her chin into her knuckles and hid it, "But I can still see it."
Zhou Yi paused while holding the steering wheel, "It will be safe to drive another six or seven kilometers."
"Hmm..." Mu Qing responded immediately. She tilted her head and looked out the window. The sunset that was still fiery red a few minutes ago has almost completely sunk here, and the sky is about to be stormy, and the wind is blowing everywhere, blowing the dry grass like a rushing sea wave.
Mu Qinglin looked at the endlessly suppressed horizon, her brows were tightly knit.
The car drove forward for less than one kilometer, and a bolt of lightning struck from the sky. Mu Qinglin, who was leaning on the seat, quickly sat up, looked at the dimmed white light in the rearview mirror and said, "Xiao Jiu, those people today Follow up."
Zhou Yi tilted his head, only took a look, and said very quickly: "Hold on to the handrail!"
Several people did not hesitate for a second.
Zhou Yi clenched the steering wheel and accelerated decisively.
No one in the carriage spoke, and it was so quiet that the vibrations of every bump could be heard.
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Bao, I can see that you don't like this kind of plot, so try to write it as simple as possible, and finish it quickly
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