Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 383 Why is there room (1)

  The man got off the motorcycle and was covered in darkness.

   is so thin and slender, as if you can hide from sight as long as you turn sideways.

   He thought, there are such people in this world?

   Not only can't see the gender, even the breath of life has disappeared.

   seems to have been crushed by despair, and even the bones have become powder.

  The two walked forward in unison.

   Hearing the movement, Ye Zi, who was not far away, turned his head and looked around, and immediately narrowed his eyes.

When    was young, the two stood on both sides of the crowd.

  Si Bei still had a quiet expression on his face, and he didn't move a bit.

   And the man didn't take off his helmet, he was wearing a functional suit over his night clothes, as if he was hiding something.

   Ye Zi's expression darkened again and again, he pulled the person to one side and warned him carefully.

  Si Bei on the other side was called by Duan Feng and also began to discuss countermeasures.

   And for a moment, the two parties finally reached an agreement.

  The shadowy person goes down from this side, while the Wuhen person goes around to the back, in case of emergency.

   the other side, underground

  The dust that had accumulated for a long time rolled up from the ground, and a burning murderous intent was clamoring in the haze.

   That man and woman cooperated extremely tacitly, as if they had rehearsed countless times, and they kept turning into each other's spears or shields, and everything depended on each other's needs.

   At that time, Mu Qingcheng kept flying in his hands.

  The black card travels like a phantom, making it impossible to catch the whereabouts at all.

   In the time of surprise, only the sound of swish swish appeared and disappeared in my ears, and it was possible.

   Probably because of the sudden incident, there were not many black cards on Mu Qingcheng's body.

   In this way, while putting down one person, he moved up and took the card back.

   By the way, he completely cut off each other's breath.

  Si Qingchen was more direct, constantly covering her surroundings, waiting for an opportunity, and every bullet was accurate.

   Even a lot of times, he just superficially injured the lifeline of the other party, but he deliberately left a sigh of relief.

   Then wait for his little ancestor to make up for it.

  The two went back and forth, and finally the other party gradually realized a hint of being played.

   In fact, from the very beginning, the two of them already knew that it was not someone from Heaven who planned to attack them this time.

   is only similar, not the same.

  Especially in the attack, although these people are equally fierce and fierce, but they obviously leave room for Mu Qingcheng.

   This made Mu Qingcheng suddenly realize that these people were the same people who robbed Mu Qing's exhibits last time.

   But this makes it even more incomprehensible, the motives and purposes of these people.

  Why did he attack Mu Qing all of a sudden, and this time he was showing mercy to her subordinates again and again.

   Even though Mu Qingcheng kept killing their companions, they didn't see that these people were really anxious.

However.

   Just when Mu Qingcheng was feeling puzzled, he suddenly saw Si Qingchen, who had been beside him all the time, being surrounded by several people.

   Then, just as he was about to shoot to resist, a sneak attack suddenly pushed his companion forward.

  Si Qingchen quickly pulled the trigger, but then, an unknown mist filled his nose and mouth.

   "Qingcheng! Run!"

   A violent dizziness came in an instant.

  Si Qingchen bit the tip of his tongue, turned his head sharply, and shouted.

   In the next second, he was hit in the abdomen by the attacker next to him.

  The man fell directly to the ground.

At the end of   's line of sight, it was Mu Qingcheng, who was also filled with unknown mist.

   was carried on the shoulders by these people.

   Then came the sound of pushing and loading the bullet.

   (end of this chapter)