Originally, Yan Songsong thought that the system would turn out a prop card for her, but she didn't expect that it was just one more spray music.

If others hear Yan Songsong say this, they will definitely hit the wall with jealousy.

Because the squirt in her hand is not ordinary, it is a miraculous squirt that can cure all diseases.

Of course, she won't be stupid enough to tell others this secret, even if she wants to help others, she will do it secretly. Because there is a confidentiality agreement on the system description, once she divulges any information about the system, it is a direct erasure.

Yan Songsong, who was in a good mood, took the spray music into his bag. I'm going to wash my face next to the waterfall first, and then go back the way I came, and go to the hospital to pick up my mother.

Because she wants to test whether the squirt in her hand is so magical as the system says.

If that's the case, my mother's leg injury, she will be cured immediately as soon as she sprays, and she will have to go to the hospital.

"Bang, bang!" Yan Songsong felt that he was now a little sensitive to the sound of "bang".

Because today she has seen Yan Changqing's violent tendencies several times in a row. So much so that when she heard this voice, her first reaction was to hold her head and find a place to hide.

In fact, she has just blessed the force value, where she needs to escape, ordinary people are not her opponents, okay.

Maybe she didn't realize the problem herself, so something sad happened.

Yan Songsong didn't have time to escape, and the next moment, a splash of water in front of her drenched her from head to toe.

There are few clothes to wear in summer, and she is so cold from head to toe, if there is someone next to her, she will be blessed.

Yan Songsong's body couldn't help but shiver, and his eyes were bigger than copper bells.

What's the situation?

All she saw was a man in black thrown into the river from a distance. Before she could see who the culprit was, she heard a whispered voice in her ear. "Be careful!".

Then Yan Songsong found himself being pounced by a person in the posture of a tiger descending the mountain.

The man's movements were very agile, almost with his chest, directly pressing on Yan Songsong's face. A faint good-smelling masculine smell struck me. She was about to open her mouth to call, but a pair of big hands wrapped around her thin waist, and the two of them rolled on the ground.

When he was scrolling continuously, Yan Songsong saw clearly the very masculine, magnified handsome face pressed above him.

Yan Songsong's heart couldn't help but tighten, and with a "buzz" of his head, he lost his ability to think like a fragment.

Because of this face, even if it turns to ashes, she recognizes it.

It's Leng Zhuo!

How could it be him, ahhh

He shouldn't have secretly followed him, so what she did before was not seen by him.

However, Yan Songsong's words were soon confirmed that her worries were unnecessary. Because of Leng Zhuo, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to her things at all.

I only heard "whoosh" and "whoosh!", two strong sounds that broke the air, and shot towards them. Leng Zhuo violently pressed Yan Songsong's head, and the bodies of the two were almost together.

Yan Songsong only felt that she was lying in a warm embrace, and her face suddenly turned red.

But that's not all.

"Smack!" "Click!"

After the two crisp sounds passed, they saw that the big arm-thick tree in front of them was directly pierced by the bullet.

It turned out to be a silenced pistol!

Yan Songsong, even if he is a novice, knows that the scene in front of him is a real picture, not a joke.

And Leng Zhuo had already gotten up at this time, looking at the situation ahead with a vigilant expression.

And Yan Songsong will be really embarrassed, what she thinks in her heart is, how could Leng Zhuo appear here, didn't he go back to the camp?

Of course, Leng Zhuo knew that Yan Songsong was surprised in his heart, but he couldn't care about this. I saw that his eyes sank, and he took out a coin-like thing from his body, glanced out, and seemed to have estimated the distance. I saw that his slender fingers flicked slightly, and "Zheng!" was issued in mid-air!" Ground thud.

Then Yan Songsong heard a miserable scream.

Presumably, Leng Zhuo directly injured others.

It's amazing!

Yan Songsong's face was already pale with fright, and if someone gave her two more blows, she would burp on the spot. She squatted there and wanted to wait for an opportunity to escape, Leng Zhuo would lean her back against the big tree, panting, and the two were very close.

Yan Songsong suddenly took a step forward and was about to go out.

Leng Zhuo frowned, glanced at her quickly, and whispered in his mouth, do you want to find death?

He then grabbed her by the arm, ready to push her behind another tree.

It's a pity it's late.

After such a delay, they saw a man in black suddenly appear in front of them, and he was still holding a sharp knife in his hand. Because Leng Zhuo wanted to protect Yan Songsong, his shoulders were exposed to the enemy.

"Poof!", Yan Songsong saw the man in black with his own eyes, and plunged a sharp knife into Leng Zhuo's shoulder. Because of the proximity, even the sound of the knife stabbing into the flesh could be heard very clearly.

Yan Songsong was suddenly messy, almost forgetting to breathe, and only a series of screams came out of his mouth.

"Ahh

Seeing that Leng Zhuo was injured, the man in black seemed extremely excited, and his mouth was chattering, and he said a lot of Japanese.

Hearing the words from the man's mouth, Leng Zhuo's eyes deepened.

It turned out that he was saying that he and Yan Songsong would be captured alive and that Yan Songsong would be given to Watanabe.

Seeing the greedy look on the man's face when he looked at Yan Songsong, Leng Zhuo suddenly felt the urge to pick out the man's eyes.

So he twisted his body, completely ignoring the knife stuck in his shoulder, directly raised his steel-like fist, and faced the man in black, "bang", "bang", "bang" three punches in a row, directly hitting his nose and his face swollen into a pig's head.

Leng Zhuo's iron fist can directly punch out so many holes in the hard wall, and it is not trivial to hit one person.

After punching three times in a row, and still being angry, Leng Zhuo reflexively kicked the man into the river with a flying foot.

"Bang!"

The water is splashing!

"Eight grids!" I saw that the person who fell into the water in front of him suddenly pulled out the gun on his body and pointed it at Leng Zhuo.

Just as he pressed the safety bolt, Leng Zhuo's eyes were cold, and without hesitation, he pulled out the flying knife on his shoulder, and a pigeon turned over and threw it directly at the person opposite.

When the man saw the knife flying in Leng Zhuo's hand, his pupils directly widened, and the moment he pulled the trigger, he was stabbed in the throat.

"Uh!" A knife hit the throat, the man was still staring at the boss before he died, maybe he couldn't understand that this man was not afraid of the gun in his hand. And his speed, even faster than his gun.

It seems that Leng Zhuo's reputation as a sharpshooter is not in vain.