The moment this muscular uncle saw Yan Bai's smile, he felt that something was wrong, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and before he even had time to react, he felt a sharp pain emerging from his abdomen, and some sharp weapon pierced through the flesh and pierced his organs, and the severe pain almost made him lose the ability to think, and the gun that was not tightly held in his hand fell to the ground.

"You ......" The muscular uncle looked down at his abdomen consciously, where was a sharp knife, blood kept overflowing, and the white tender hand holding the handle of the sharp knife was also stained with blood red, and the owner of this hand was the little Lori who looked weak and trembling before.

"That's why I don't talk nonsense. Yan Bai's hands were covered with blood, but the smile on his face was still pure and dirty, and he pulled out the knife in the belly of this muscle uncle without mercy or nonsense, and then stabbed it again, blood splashed, and the correct way to open the villain towards this muscle uncle, this muscle man's face became more and more pale, he wanted to grab Yan Bai, and crush the little girl's head into the dirt, crush her head to pieces, and tear her body apart.

But Ji Baimo didn't give him this opportunity, and fixed this muscle uncle, obviously one looks slender and thin, and the other looks strong and huge, like a giant Mount Tai, visually it is a very sharp contrast, but in reality, the muscle uncle is completely overwhelmed by Ji Baimo and has no backhand.

"The host is the right way to open the villain~" 114 opened his mouth quite smugly, it is now Yan Bai's brainless fan, and he feels that Yan Bai is absolutely right in everything he does, just like now.

"Bang dang ......" Yan Bai looked at the muscle uncle who fell to the ground, chuckled, wiped the dagger clean of her fingerprints and threw it on the ground, her hands were covered with blood, and the slimy feeling was very uncomfortable, at this time, a white handkerchief was handed to Yan Bai.

Yan Bai raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Baimo, took the handkerchief, turned her back to the muscle uncle who fell to the ground, and began to wipe the blood in her hands attentively and carefully, and gradually the white handkerchief was dyed red by the blood in Yan Bai's hands, she lowered her eyes and looked quiet and well-behaved, Ji Baimo looked at Yan Bai, when she was about to say something.

The muscle uncle who was originally dying behind Yan Bai didn't know when he had the strength, and tried his last strength to pick up the pistol on the ground, trembling and aiming at Yan Bai's left chest, the bullet was fired, Yan Bai lowered his eyes and wiped the blood in his hand, he didn't notice the sound of the bullet breaking behind him, and there was no reaction at all.

Ji Baimo was different, he noticed that when the bullet pierced through the sky and was about to shoot into Yan Bai's head, the body's subconscious reaction was faster than the brain, he directly surrounded Yan Bai's body, completely blocked the bullet for Yan Bai, and not far below the heart, a blood hole appeared, which was the trace left by the bullet cutting through the flesh.

"Plop ......" Ji Baimo's feet were soft, half-kneeling on the ground, the hand holding Yan Bai trembled gently, Yan Bai stiffened, the handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground, she slowly wrapped her arms around Ji Baimo's waist, felt out the gun he was carrying, and shot at the muscle uncle on the ground with a bang.

"Ji Baimo ......," Yan Bai spoke.