The gunshots echoed, the cold wind reacted, and his stealth skills didn't seem to have any effect on this old white head, so he hurriedly squeezed into the Yin soldier team and bent down, otherwise the old white head would hit him again.

Leng Feng had long felt that this old white head was a little strange, and kept saying that he was sealed and couldn't take a step out of the wooden house, if this was the case, then where did the wood he used to burn the bonfire come from? Could it be that it was conjured out of thin air, obviously not, this can only show that this old man is definitely hiding something.

Seeing that the cold wind was hiding, the old man poured a mouthful of Lao Baigan, slammed the wine bottle to the ground, and then whistled.

Then......

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