"Three hundred and seventy-two."

A childish voice sounded.

Behind the huge firearm, a petite girl was lying on her stomach.

Through the sniper scope, she waited quietly.

Waiting for their target to fall.

Only this time she was destined to be disappointed.

The godless pupils dilated slightly, as if in shock.

Why are your own bullets blocked?

It's obviously a modified special sniper rifle.

"Bullets are dangerous."

Just when the vole thought he was dead.

A bare hand was in front of his chest.

At some point, a stunning beauty appeared beside him that he had never seen before.

Kitsune!

This was the first thought of the dragon head when he saw this scene.

The foxtail swinging behind the other party is too conspicuous, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

The fox demon who came was not Mo Ninglong, who could it be.

The peculiar technique unfolded in Mo Ninglong's palm, and the backhand unfolded the palm, and a yellow bullet was lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

Mo Ninglong threw the bullet to the vole and said, "Keep it as a souvenir." ”

Subconsciously.

The vole took the thrown warhead.

The scorching bullet burned the vole's palm, and instinctively he threw the bullet away.

I really can't imagine how the other party can hold this hot bullet in the palm of his hand with a comfortable expression.

Mo Ninglong didn't look back.

The simple technique had already appeared at the broken arm of the dragon head.

The dragon head was surprised to find that his broken arm no longer hurts!

The wound is actually itching.

"I can't cure your broken arm now, if I have a chance to see you again in the future, I will reshape your broken arm."

After Mo Ninglong finished speaking, he walked forward.

The vole wanted to warn him of the dangers that lay ahead.

But after thinking that the other party blocked the bullet with his bare hands, the words that he was about to blurt out were swallowed back deeply.

The beautiful sound of the Siren's Song echoed through the trees.

It's a kind of exhilarating music.

Countless police officers have been relieved of the fatigue caused by the prolonged nervous tension.

The pain of some minor injuries disappeared.

Melody, familiar.

Shiro, who was sleeping in a certain box, opened his eyes and raised his head sharply.

Her ears fluttered slightly, and in a moment she determined the direction in which the sound was coming from.

"Meow!" (These people really didn't lie to me, they really led me to the shovel officer, woo, Ben Meow starved to death.) ）

Shiro stood up, and his ten fingers popped out of his crystal clear nails.

Well.

It's just a few millimeters of iron sheet.

The white nails cut through the butter like a hot knife, easily piercing the iron sheet.

With a slight force, a ray of moonlight entered the dimly lit compartment.

Shiro wagged his tail in embarrassment.

Woo, it's shameless to not be able to pick it up.

The sound of steel being torn apart was so obvious that a few criminals driving the car naturally noticed it.

The car came to a slow stop.

A man walked behind the car to check what was going on.

Bai in the box rubbed his hands, pursed his lips, and pierced his fingers through the iron sheet again.

Then pull with all your might.

The person who got out of the car to inspect looked at the container in horror, and the hard iron sheet was torn apart by a little Lori with both hands???

Bai curiously glanced at the criminal who was doubting his life, and suddenly put on a teachable appearance, and patted the other party's head with his little paws: "Meow." (You're a good guy)

After doing all this, Bai yelled at the container: "Meow." (Little ones, it's time to stop, come on!) ）

The first to poke his head out was the little boy who talked to Shiro.

He looked at the idiot under the moonlight. (Author: I always feel that something is not right)

"Meow?" (Is this guy really a fool?) ）

"Can we go home?"

More children poked their heads out.

Bai thought about some simple movements that Lori's mother taught her, so she nodded at many cute.

"Wocao, how did this group of goods run out?"

Another person got out of the car, and he looked at the child who was already getting out of the car and exclaimed, "Ermazi, are you stupid?" ”

The person called Er Mazi is the one who was patted on the head by Bai.

A pungent fishy smell was spreading from under his crotch.

When the claws of tearing steel brushed over his head, he thought he was dead.

Now he doesn't want to die.

Er Mazi fled into the woods by the roadside without looking back.

Bai looked at the fleeing Ermazi, and turned his head to look at the person who had just come down: "Meow! (Driven away the good guys, you must be the bad guys!) ）

The bad guys will be punished!

The white legs are first-class, like a tiger predatoring

Target: The opponent's throat

Before she could pounce on the other party, she was carried by a hand and slipped into the air, allowing her four claws to flutter.

Mo Ninglong gently patted the white little buttocks: "Let you run blind!" ”

"Meow!" (How dare you hit your master!) You're upside down shoveling??? ）

Bai viciously glared at Mo Ninglong, who was carrying him.

"Dare to talk to your shovel officer like this, do you believe that I cut you off yogurt for a month?"

This time it was really angry, Mo Ninglong glared back without hesitation.

A month of yogurt?

How long was that?

The white head is crazy about calculations.

One plus one equals three, one plus two equals three, and one plus three equals three......

Woo, I can't figure it out, it must be a long time anyway!

"Meow!" (Obedient, well-behaved, don't cut off my yogurt.) ）

Mo Ninglong put Bai aside.

The jungle is the sound of a gunshot.

Still coming?

Mo Ninglong, who was a little irritable, grabbed the bullet and threw it at the kidnappers on the side.

The bullet went out at a faster speed than it had come.

The kidnapper's body was instantly shredded by bullets, and blood splattered everywhere.

There is nothing to say.

In his eyes, human traffickers are all people who deserve death, no matter what they are doing this for them.

Now that he has found Bai, Mo Ninglong's tense heart has finally let go.

It's just not over.

Now that these damn traffickers have seen it, he won't allow these organizations to exist anymore.

So let's start with you.

Mo Ninglong's gaze penetrated the layers of trees, and at a glance he locked onto the target that had been sniping at him.

Lori?

The appearance of the other party's Lori made Mo Ninglong slightly stunned.

But that didn't shake his heart.

It's still the same sentence as before.

Traffickers deserve death.

Whatever the person who embarked on this path for.

Just as Mo Ninglong was about to kill him, Bai grabbed him.

"White?"

Mo Ninglong lowered his head and looked at Bai behind him.

Shiro pointed to the large number of children around: "Meow." (Hey, this is my little brother, don't you take it away?) ）

Mo Ninglong patted Bai's head with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a day, I've learned to accept my little brother, it's really ......."

It's funny.

"Hahaha."

Of course, the kids on one side don't think it's funny.

The scene of this "big sister" killing just now didn't fall in their eyes at all.

Fear made every child bow their heads.

They didn't have the courage to look directly at Mo Ninglong at all.

Except for one person.

The boy who had spoken to Bai thought that Bai was the most beautiful person in the world.

I didn't expect that a mountain was still taller than the above, and there were women who were more beautiful than white.

This sister!

Mo Ninglong probably will never know that a young boy will die because of a life-saving grace once, and he will not marry.

It always felt like something wasn't quite right.

Woo, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that.