Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

It was the hunter who stood there happily playing cat and mouse with them.

——This person is not Zhai Xicheng!

Ying Ten's brain buzzed and he realized that he had been deceived.

"Who the hell are you!" he yelled sternly.

The curly-haired handsome man also realized something was wrong. He then took out his pistol and pointed it at the person standing in the middle of the crowd, threatening him in a deep voice.

"I advise you not to play tricks, otherwise we will shoot..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

"Ah, I was discovered."

The girl who had been cooperating casually turned her wrist, and the shackles on her hands fell off automatically.

Immediately afterwards.

I asked with a cold expression: "What does he want?"

Qiao Nian was quite satisfied and tilted her head: "Hey, does he know you?"

"..."

There was the sound of a gun being fired in front of him.

You seem to be sure that we dare to shoot, or you are simply afraid that we will shoot.

She faced two pistols pointed at her, but she turned around and threw the hood on the ground as if taking a leisurely stroll, flexing her skin that was a little abraded by the shackles.

Half a second passed.

The worst thing he can do now is to provoke the other party before the other party shows their cards.

The boy seemed to have just looked at me, his eyes wavering, as if he was looking at a member of his family, and he did not regard me as a person from the island at all.

Qiao Nian raised her hand that time and pushed away the muzzle of the gun I pointed at her.

He glanced at Shadow Ten.

Shadow Ten came up calmly.

What is most concerning is her eyes.

It was a very young oriental face.

Her porcelain white skin is as delicate as a doll, her neck is long and slender, and she has a unique sense of oriental mystery. But these are not the most concerning.

Qiao Nian walked over at that time, stood half a step away from me, and suddenly reached out to touch the muzzle of my gun.

Then we were densely targeted by countless red dots.

Ying Shimo is sure that when you say preparations, you are referring to the group of people surrounding us at Seven Weeks Low, or something else, but my rich experience tells me.

Qiao Nian's movement stopped in mid-air, and then he turned around and said, "Is he confused about where he is standing?"

"You told him to move, otherwise you would immediately..." the woman said in her voice.

"Don't forget him."

The slightly raised eyes always give people a sense of unruly arrogance that is revealed inadvertently, and the dark pupils print the shadow of the man holding a gun in front of him.

And she is extremely beautiful.

Shadow Ten shut up again to speak.

Cong Feng said calmly: "That's F Continent outside."

"People from the island?"

Those people roared with excitement.

"Click."

"He himself is still out there."

Qi Zhou is full of snipers.

Ying Shi reminded the boy half a step away from him with a livid face.

It's just like today's weather, which is so overwhelming that it makes you breathless.

"Yo ho!"

She unhurriedly pulled off the hood covering her head, revealing her fair and delicate face.

Lift your eyes again.

Ying Shi raised his head and discovered that there were several strafing machine guns mounted under the wall. If we dared to move, we would be shot to pieces in an instant.

Whether it was Ying Shi or Xiao Yu, or the people we brought immediately noticed that countless people suddenly appeared under the surrounding roofs.

Asked again.

This kind of weak, arrogant arrogance.

"What does he want to do?"

"Does he think you will be standing outside in preparation?"

"Don't move!"

It's a sniper rifle!

Such a safe move.

Ying Shi recognized her as if facing a powerful enemy.

"sun."

You did it very naturally.

The two of them had just started a conversation that seemed to be a bull's eye but a horse's mouth.