When they all walked by, Chunyu's other hand was raised without hesitation.

"Bang"!

The people of the forest, not long after, all lay on the ground, but not a single one died.

The spring breeze stepped on the hand of the leader, took the gun from his hand, and spun it around in his hand.

"I'm sorry, but we are only acting on the orders of the young master to protect Miss."

"You—" Covering his bleeding leg, he laughed out loud.

"Ha, Madame has never failed in her work, you guys... Oh, it will only aggravate Madame's hatred for her! ”

The spring breeze stepped directly on his chest and half-bent down, "Wait for that day, let's go." ”

Stepping on his body and walking over, chasing after the blood.

"Don't move."

Ahn Ran-hee stopped and looked at the person hiding in the darkness, the man had obviously been waiting for her for a long time.

The muzzle of the black hole moved up a little, aimed at her heart, then her head.

"After killing so many people, do you want to try what it feels like to have a bullet in your head? Bang, hey. ”

The cold gaze hid the murderous intention, An Ranxi's hand was already on his waist, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man's face.

"It's you," the hand on his waist was also lowered, and his left hand hung weakly on one side, and he couldn't feel any pain anymore, "I want to try it too." ”

"The ability to tell bad jokes has improved."

The person who came stretched out his hands, and An Ranxi stretched out a hand and hugged him gently.

"Yan, long time no see."

"Xiao Ranxi, follow me first, the young master will be here soon."

The man's originally cold face burst into laughter.

An Ranxi also smiled lightly, but after "Yan" turned around, their faces changed.

Pulling out the gun, he pointed it at the man's back and said coldly, "Who are you?" ”

"Not bad," the man laughed, turning around, his eyes returning to their original cold color.

Facing her gun, there is no fear.

"Your hands, are you okay?"

The man gestured to her bleeding arm and asked with "concern".

Dye-hee was obviously not distracted, and the gun in his hand was firmly aimed at him.

"She is worthy of Zhong Liyuan's favorite woman, and there is something that people like." The man clapped his palms, "I'm curious, how do you know I'm not him?" ”

"First, he would never call me Xiao Dye-hee. Second, he won't call Zhong Liyuan 'Young Master'. Third, he won't hold me. ”

"Well said."

The man nodded appreciatively, and in a flash of lightning, the man grabbed her wrist forward, and slammed it back, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Swiftly pinning her injured left hand behind her back, his powerful arm grabbing his right hand and stabbing it in her throat.

Dye Hee was about to step on his feet, but the man seemed to anticipate her movements and blocked her feet.

Kneeling the ground, the man leaned over and pressed against her ear.

"You are very powerful, but there is a difference between men and women, you can't beat me."

"Really?" Ahn Ran-hee sneered.