soul noise

Chapter 102 My Wife



Chapter 102 My Wife

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. In the past few months, Xie Hengkong and Song Zhaoyin have been getting along day and night, inseparable.It has become a habit for Song Zhaoyin to stay where he can see all the time, and suddenly moving away, it's like his eyes are blurred, which is unbearable and unacceptable.

Not to mention that he was fooled away by a dog with malicious intentions as far as he could see.

Xie Hengkong's mood was also wrapped in a veil called depression, which was even more depressed than when Song Zhaoyin scolded him just now.

After snatching the police speedboat, although he chased it out immediately, he did not escape the encirclement of the guards so smoothly.

The captain probably regarded the speedboat rushing out of the corner as one of his own people who acted impulsively and disregarded the orders of his superiors. He didn't shoot down it directly, but gave an order to intercept it, for fear of angering the terrorists and pulling a boat full of people. Funeral.

So Xie Hengkong couldn't catch up with his eyes, and even lost the signal with Song Zhaoyin because of the distance.It wasn't until Shen Wenqing's order came, and Shen Shu and Elise chased after them in a speedboat, that they got closer to Song Zhaoyin to connect to the signal again, and heard Miles tell the secret.

Hearing the first sentence "I didn't kill someone", Xie Hengkong couldn't help but want to run the train, but he was still depressed that his wife had murdered him because of such a thing, so he had to hold back embarrassingly, and chose to unilaterally block Song Zhaoyin.

Then he presumptuously expressed his opinion on Miles' self-conceived marksmanship——

"It sounds like it's being sung."

"It's all fucking nonsense!"

Hearing Miles call his brother coquettishly, Xie Hengkong couldn't help but swear, he might not be able to resist the urge to tear his hands apart in front of this person.

The accelerator under his feet was stepped on to the bottom, and the speedboat that suddenly accelerated caused countless splashes, showing his anger vigorously.

The distance is shortening, and the sound in the earphones is becoming clearer.Xie Hengkong even heard that two seconds later, Song Zhaoyin spoke, his tone seemed to slow down a bit, and he refused softly.

"You don't need to admit your mistake to me, it's not necessary."

"Why isn't it necessary? Don't you blame me?" Miles looked at him, his eyes darkened, without any sign of relaxation.

Song Zhaoyin didn't answer, his gray-blue eyes, which seemed to be stable but also turbulent, stared at him for a few seconds, then looked away, looking at the dark sea with red and blue light behind them.

The dark sea water shimmers in the night wind, quiet but not calm.

Xie Hengkong should have said something again, because Song Zhaoyin heard Elise's familiar "tsk" with disgust coming from the earphone.

This is the reaction Elise would give every time Xie Hengkong said something.

Song Zhaoyin was suddenly curious about what Xie Hengkong said, and Shen Shu's urgent and dignified voice sounded in his ears.

"Huh? There is an unknown signal 300 meters ahead. Is it... a submarine?"

"No wonder you dare to drive a speedboat to the deep sea area. This is a long-planned plan."

Elise said what everyone was thinking, and Song Zhaoyin also looked in the direction of the signal source pointed out by Shen Shu. From the corner of his eyes, the preset destination on the speedboat operating instrument under his feet coincided with that direction, and because of the close distance, it was Slow down slowly.

Miles didn't seem to notice the change in Song Zhaoyin's eyes, but asked dissatisfiedly: "You should blame me, how can you not blame me?"

Song Zhaoyin did not remain silent this time, but suddenly asked, "Where is the mask?"

From the meeting till now, Song Zhaoyin showed a little mood swing except for the initial question "Why are you angry" and mentioned the past that lay between them, and has remained calm ever since.

Whether it was an apology or a show of favor, Song Zhaoyin remained unmoved, even mentioning Xie Xing, he just pointed it out and didn't go into it.

Miles was probably sick, Song Zhaoyin took the initiative to mention that he wanted to avoid talking about it, and when Song Zhaoyin showed that he didn't care, he would feel dissatisfied.

"Are you coming with me just to get the mask?" Miles' brows were clouded, and the voice that had been deliberately slowed down sank again, "What benefits does Shen Wenqing give you, and you will promise to help he."

Song Zhaoyin answered silently again, but this time he turned his head, and the focus of his eyes was not on Miles, but on another speedboat that was getting closer.

"You'll also work with the military."

Hearing the latter sentence, Song Zhaoyin narrowed his eyes lightly. He maintained a casual and peaceful manner, floating like subtle waves on the surface of the sea, embracing this "yes".

Just now, the feeling of not wanting to explain and being too lazy to explain was washed away, and Song Zhaoyin suddenly realized two things.

One is: In the process of human growth, various "shaping" from the elders or from the environment in childhood still exist indelibly in the subconscious after a long time, like the establishment of conditioned reflexes, affecting profound.

The second is: After years, those influences will be reshaped over and over again with the passage of time, forming an independent and mature personality, which is enough to control this conditional emission and reduce the influence.

Therefore, Song Zhaoyin still didn't open his mouth to defend himself.

Miles doesn't need to know whether he asked about the whereabouts of the mask because he agreed to Shen Wenqing's cooperation, or whether he changed the topic because he wanted to avoid conflicts.

Just like a mirror that has been torn apart, there is no need to study why the gaps cannot be put together perfectly.

Missing corners and blocks are just insignificant details, and fragmentation is the result that cannot be changed.

"Brother, don't you listen to your father the most?" Miles chased after him, as if he would not let Song Zhaoyin get emotional ups and downs.

As he wished, when Song Zhaoyin heard the word father, the tails of Song Zhaoyin's eyes trembled slightly.Just as a little smile appeared on Miles' face, it suddenly turned into anger when he saw the face of the man in his peripheral vision.

When the silver speedboat slowed down and gradually approached the submarine floating on the surface, the police speedboat that turned off its lights and was chasing after it was already within sight.

Xie Hengkong leaned on the speedboat with his upper body, and the sea breeze pressed his wet forehead to the top of his hair, unscrupulously showing a handsome and handsome young face, and the scope installed on the AK.

The moment the trigger was pulled, Miles' pupils burst out with substantial hatred.

The shield on the silver speedboat intercepted all the bullets, leaving only light scratches and dull thumping sounds.

"Looking for death." Miles snorted, and activated the attack system installed on the silver-white speedboat. A gun muzzle the size of an index finger popped out from the front deck, and tiny flames flickered on the sea like fireworks.

"Shh-"

The strong wind brushed his ears, and a shadow flashed in the corner of his vision. Miles immediately turned to the right to dodge, but the miniature shell in his corner of the eye still shot towards Xie Hengkong's direction.

Song Zhaoyin paused for a moment, and followed immediately with his gaze.The flaming miniature grenade drew a bright white arc, met the waves caused by the police speedboat's rotation and sweep, and immediately sank into the dark sea, setting off huge waves.

In the splashing water curtain, Xie Hengkong manipulated the speedboat to stick to the rough sea surface. It was hard to see how he operated it, but the sea water was turbulent, and he was never submerged by the dark waves.

Miles looked coldly at Song Zhaoyin, who looked worried, and glanced at the red shackles on his wrist, regretfully said: "Song, you shouldn't have done this."

The numbness from the wrist bones was accumulating, and Song Zhaoyin felt that his hands were gradually losing consciousness.

The moment he started, he felt a weak current flowing from the shackles that bound his hands. This should be the activation of the anti-escape system of the electronic shackles.

After this moment of delay, the projection of the red and blue police lights finally landed on the transparent protective cover. After catching up, the guards immediately aimed at the target and fired. Unconvinced singing.

In the enclosed airtight space, as the cold pine fragrance slowly diffused, the atmosphere between the two alphas who were silently staring at each other was no longer a sentimental look at each other, but a tense vigilance with each other.

Sudden!The elongated roar suddenly sounded, from far to near, breaking the deadlock with great momentum.

Xie Hengkong, who was dormant among the waves, was moving like a water snake on the sea surface. The police speedboat came on the waves, brushed the silver and white speedboat and passed quickly, stirring up a fan-shaped water curtain reflecting red and blue light strips.

But in a moment, the fan surface like a landscape splashing ink dissipated invisible, turning into a heavy rain and splashing on the protective cover of the silver speedboat.

The police speedboat under Xie Hengkong was also thrown into the air by the violent waves while accelerating.

At this moment, Xie Hengkong suddenly soared into the air, just like he stretched out and jumped from the cruise ship before, flying in mid-air like a frightened bird, piercing through the radiant water curtain, landing on the deck of the silver-white speedboat, landing on Song Zhaoyin before.

Across a transparent protective cover blurred and blurred by sea water, Song Zhaoyin bumped into the hot and determined eyes that understood the constant sky.

This time, he didn't need to judge whether Xie Hengkong said anything from the other people's voices in the earphones. He clearly saw Xie Hengkong's lips moving, and through the changes in the shape of his lips, he guessed what Xie Hengkong said:

"Stop f*cking finger-pointing,"

"My wife is in charge!"

………………

I haven't finished writing yet, let's update half of it first!


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.