The two touched several points until two o'clock in the morning before they finally figured out the general situation of the other party.

They didn't start until tomorrow night, so the two of them didn't stay. They took the notes and evacuated. In the second half of the night, Lu Yang, who spoke the local dialect fluently, found a family nearby to stay and slept for a while.

This time, since they were only assigned one room, Mo Shangjun slept on the bed and Lu Yang slept on the floor, but no one objected to this allocation.

After sleeping for three hours, Lu Yang woke up.

When he opened his eyes, Leng Buding saw Mo Shangjun sitting on the bed, writing and drawing on paper with the morning light coming in from the window, and he was almost shocked.

He turned over and got up from the ground.

Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Lu Yang wiped his face to wake himself up, "No need."

She had already woken up, and it was even harder for him to sleep.

"Just in time, I've perfected it," Mo Shangyun jumped off the bed, walked straight to him, and handed the drawing to Lu Yang, "You take a look first, I'll go wash up."

Taking the drawing in disbelief, Lu Yang nodded blankly, "Okay."

Have you made a plan?

Lu Yang was a little confused and lowered his head to study Mo Shangjun's drawings.

Mo Shangjun clapped his hands and went out.

It was just dawning, and there was some light in the room. Lu Yang simply used this light to look at the drawings in his hand carefully.

Mo Shangjun prepared several pieces of paper. It is said that Mo Shangjun was bored because he was too slow to get the information when he was drawing the drawing last night. He drew a sketch of the building on the drawing paper, with four directions: front, back, left and right.

Whatever she could see, she drew lifelike on paper.

However, this does not affect direct viewing.

She marked both open and hidden posts with a red pen, changed the route to another color, and used a combination of graphics and text for the battle plan. Because she had thought about it, some of her initial ideas were erased.

The last piece of paper was her analysis of the houses in the shotgun stronghold based on local architectural habits. She also included her own assumptions about their firepower distribution in invisible places, and marked them one by one.

Lu Yang was stunned.

At this time, the door opened.

"The last one was drawn casually," came Mo Shangyun's lazy voice, "You said that those people are not very professional, right?"

This is a profit-seeking drug trafficking gang, and it only recruits some foolhardy people. Previously, it was fine when He Shui was there. He Shui strictly managed them, had a clear system, and trained a group of professionals.

, they have very strong fighting power - this is why shotguns can take root in Cloud City.

However, after He Shui's death, seventy-eight of those fighting forces were killed or wounded. Later, a group was buried in the hands of Mo Shangjun when they were in Ancheng. Now there are only a few scattered people left, one of whom is Miao Lun, and the rest

Estimates are that the escort transaction will take place tonight.

According to Lu Yang's inquiries, Shotgun has recently recruited a group of people. The boss seems not to be good at managing them. He just uses them to die for his own business. His combat effectiveness is a little more powerful than that of ordinary civilians who pick up guns, but he is not good at managing them.

It's not that great.

What's more, they are not in a situation where everyone has a gun.

Of course it's unprofessional.

"Um……"

Lu Yang responded and then raised his head.

After seeing what Mo Shangjun was wearing, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Different from the dress she saw earlier, Mo Shangjun put on a set of local clothes. Of course, it was not a very traditional style, and she did not wear a skirt that was inconvenient for movement. She wore something closer to men's clothes, wearing a headscarf and stepping on her feet.

He was wearing slippers and his clothes were brightly colored and baggy. Although they were not out of place, there was always an inexplicable sense of disharmony when they were worn on Mo Shangyun.

After a two-second pause, Lu Yang's final conclusion was - not cool.

After all, in his impression, even in the hospital, Mo Shangyun looked cool.

"How about it?"

Mo Shangjun was referring to the new outfit he was wearing.

Contrary to what Lu Yang thought, Mo Shangjun seemed quite satisfied.

After all, when he went out in that suit yesterday, someone always mistook Mo Shangjun for a tourist, attracting unnecessary attention.

"It's...ok." Lu Yang replied with some difficulty.

He could see something was wrong in Lu Yang's expression, but Mo Shangyun didn't care and smiled.

If conditions allowed, she would have liked to take a few photos as a souvenir, but taking photos now would be tantamount to leaving an ironclad proof of her illegal behavior, which was a bit stupid, just think about it.

In the following time, Mo Shangyun and Lu Yang perfected the action plan again and again. Lu Yang's understanding of shotguns and Mo Shangyun's combat arrangements made the two of them cooperate extremely harmoniously.

In the meantime, they spent some time finishing brunch and taking an afternoon nap.

By the time the two of them had finished packing, it was completely dark.

Before going out, the two of them burned the drawings they had memorized by heart.

but--

When the two were having dinner at a restaurant near the Shotgun Stronghold, an unexpected person came to the door.

At that time, Mo Shangjun was eating noodles and accidentally added too much chili pepper. Seeing her sad expression while eating noodles, Lu Yang unconsciously wanted to have fun, but he felt it was unkind, so he suppressed the raised corners of his lips.

After a man walked in, he didn't approach the clerk he wanted to take care of. Instead, he looked around and strode towards Mo Shangjun and Lu Yang.

Before they had time to look at each other, Mo Shangyun and Lu Yang exchanged glances and each took precautions.

Soon, the man came to their table and stood still.

Mo Shangjun raised his eyelids and was slightly startled after seeing the person clearly.

"Miss Mo."

Xiao Hei lowered his head slightly and shouted to Mo Shangyun sternly.

Narrowing his eyes, Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows with interest, "So dedicated?"

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, then said: "The boss said, let us show our friendship as landlords."

"What's the best way to do it?" Mo Shangyun chuckled and put down his chopsticks.

Xiao Hei didn't hide anything and said straightforwardly: "There is a car at the door with things you can use on it."

Mo Shangjun and Lu Yang looked at each other.

Lu Yang was a little confused and didn't understand the origin of this sudden mysterious man - he seemed to have some friendship with Mo Shangyun, but Mo Shangyun obviously didn't like him very much.

Mo Shangyun asked Lu Yang to act according to the situation.

Not in a hurry, Mo Shangjun picked up the chopsticks, stirred the bowl of noodles, and said calmly: "I put too much chili pepper."

Perhaps because he had been squeezed by Mo Shangjun too many times, Xiao Hei reacted very quickly this time and quickly told the clerk to add a bowl of noodles and paid for them at the same time.

Mo Shangjun stared at him with a half-smile.

Xiao Hei subconsciously felt that the cold air was overwhelming, and a chill spread from his back to the top of his head.

"sit down."

Mo Shangjun pushed aside the bowl of noodles full of chili peppers in his hand, and said to Xiao Hei in a calm voice.

Xiao Hei stood stiffly, not knowing whether to sit or stand.

Lu Yang looked at them both strangely.

Although the man standing next to him was a little thin, he looked like a practicing practitioner and he was also tall. Standing there always felt a bit oppressive, but when facing Mo Shangjun, he subconsciously lowered his head.

, did not dare to look directly at Mo Shangyun, looking a little afraid of Mo Shangyun.

However, Mo Shangjun's aura was fully activated, and he sat opposite with his legs crossed. He really looked like a female bandit who was the king of the mountain, and everyone within a ten-mile radius had to obey her orders.

Lu Yang suppressed the feeling of disobedience in his heart and lowered his head to eat the noodles in front of him.

Soon, the clerk brought new noodles.

"If you don't want to sit down, just give way." Mo Shangyun reminded lightly.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Hei frowned and took a few steps back automatically.

This posture made the clerk feel nervous. When he put the noodles on Mo Shangyun, he unconsciously lowered his head a little, not daring to look more.

Mo Shangjun brought a new pair of chopsticks, opened them, put a little chili pepper on them, and then lowered his head to eat the noodles.

Xiao Hei stood aside and waited silently, showing no sign of impatience from beginning to end.

Lu Yang finished eating early, looked at Xiao Hei, and then at Mo Shangyun. He didn't know what to do. In the end, he just blanked his mind and waited for Mo Shangyun's next move.

After a while.

After finishing the noodles, Mo Shangjun put down his chopsticks.

Xiao Hei's eyes fell on her.

She stood up, took her backpack, and put it on her shoulder.
To be continued...