The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Yan Chi smiled, "Don't worry, grandpa is very capable."

While he was talking, a third bullet came from the opposite side. Yan Chi didn't even turn his eyes. He just raised his hand and fired the gun. His arm drew back slightly due to the recoil and then stopped quickly.

The bullet he fired hit the flying bullet.

The pretty boy was speechless, and then he secretly hated himself: Playing with a ball, one was wasted before the ball was played!
Just when he suspected that Yan Chi's instinct was a bit empty, this man opened his eyes.

His marksmanship was so accurate that whenever he made a move, one person would fall down. Originally, the young boy thought that Yan Chi would delay the time and shout to the opponent first, but who knew that he even skipped the shouting and went straight to attack, and the opponent was caught off guard by him. Several of them were He cleverly used the terrain conditions to hide behind Yan Chi. When he thought he had succeeded, he was knocked down by Yan Chi several times after he got closer.

Not only is his marksmanship accurate, he is also capable in close combat.

There were more than a dozen people, but they didn't get any benefit from him. By the time the other half who were just watching and not taking any action reacted, several of their guns had been snatched away by Yan Chi.

The pretty boy hid in the car, holding the window sill tightly with his fingers. He didn't even blink his eyes to realize that in just a few minutes, the situation had been reversed.

He looked at Yan Chi as if he were a god. He wanted to open the door and rush out several times, but after silently counting how many people were on the other side, he hesitated.

At this time, the hem of the clothes was tugged, and the force was very light. The pretty boy didn't pay attention, and pulled the clothes back with his backhand.

After a while, he was pulled again, this time with greater force than before.

The pretty boy pulled his clothes back and said, "Don't make trouble, let's go play!"

He was stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, and met a pair of weak and disgusted eyes.

"Little wife, you're awake!"

The pretty boy turned around and sat down on his knees, pulling away from her heart to look at the injury, "How are you, does it still hurt? Can you move?"

The woman climbed onto his hand, slowly, and gathered strength to push him away. She half-lidded her eyes and looked out the window, "Where is this place? It's so noisy."

"There's a fight going on outside in the wilderness." The woman looked calm, as if she had been used to such scenes countless times. She was exhausted and closed her eyes again.

"You just happened to wake up. I'll take you running. There's a supporter behind me. Let's go back and fight with my father's people."

Backrest?
The pretty boy jumped from the back seat to the driver's seat.

The woman felt something was wrong, so she sat up and leaned on the window edge to look out, her face changed in vain.

"Don't leave!"

"Ok?"

The pretty boy turned back, unable to see her, and suddenly the hands stretched out from behind hugged his head and pressed him tightly against the seat. The woman covered his eyes with one hand, "You are not allowed to leave, please unlock the car." , let him come up..."

"Why are you so crazy? Are you going to die with him?"

The pretty boy pushed her hand away, and the woman stared at him with her white eyes. It was clear that she could hardly breathe, "It's just not allowed. You can't drag him to death."

"Why!"

"He's handsome!"

Pretty boy? ? ?
Being so determined, he felt insulted for the first time because his face was crushed.

However, he still didn't intend to care. Yan Chi was powerful, and no matter how powerful he was, he would be caught by those people sooner or later. He had killed so many people on the other side, and he would inevitably be tortured after being captured, and his life would be at risk. Here it is.

The pretty boy can still survive if he runs now, his life is more important than anyone else's! (End of chapter)