The moment Yi Bo heard Su Ying speak, he was extremely excited, and he struggled hard, he wiped off the black cloth covering his eyes, and when he saw the muzzle of the woman trafficker pointed at Su Ying, he was going crazy.

He wanted to save his sister, who had been protecting him, but his hands and feet were tied, he couldn't move a single step, and he couldn't even open his mouth to remind her.

Seeing that the woman's finger had already pulled the trigger, his eyes were full of despair, and a hoarse roar came out of his duct-taped mouth.

There was the sound of bullets piercing through flesh in the air, but there was no gunshot, presumably with a silencer.

Yi Bo closed his eyes at that moment, he didn't dare to look, no matter how precocious his heart was, after all, he was still a child who was not yet fifteen years old.

He couldn't face the scene of his sister, who had only met him a few times, but who had given him the warmth and care of his family, falling in front of him.

It's all his fault, he doesn't know who he has offended again, but his sister suffered this disaster in order to save him, if he could, he really wanted that shot to hit him.

A woman cried out in pain, sharp and frightened.

No, it wasn't his sister's voice, realizing this, Yi Bo opened his eyes suddenly, but he was dumbfounded.

Oh my God, what did he see?

The trafficker fell to the ground, the hand that was holding the gun had been separated from her wrist, and the wound was neat, cut off with a sharp weapon.

The woman wailed, her body curled back, her eyes full of fear.

Only she knew that her wrist was hit by a bullet and a sharp weapon at the same time, two different directions, and at the moment when she was about to pull the trigger, the bullet pierced her wrist, and the sharp weapon was even more ruthless, directly cutting off her wrist.

And at this moment, Su Ying stepped on the face of a mercenary, one hand choked the throat of another mercenary, and the remaining hand still maintained the posture of throwing a dagger, the dagger was unloaded from the hand of the person under her feet, the bones were like mud, and the quality was not bad.

The moment she threw the dagger, she sensed that someone was coming, and she saw the familiar figure in her eyes.

"You...... I, no, I ......"

She quickly let go of her hand, and also retracted her feet, and rubbed her two paws against her body, standing cramped and restless like a child in trouble, not daring to look at people.

The big mercenary whose throat she had let go of was without her restraint, and the whole person fell to his companion on the ground as if he had no bones, and the other party's mouthful of old blood almost didn't spurt out.

Mu Yu didn't speak, he walked to Su Ying, pulled her over, hugged her into his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her soft hair, and there was a faint fragrance of gardenia lingering on her body.

"Next time, if you have anything, look for me first."

He repeats it again, he knows she's not a weak woman who can't be helped, but he doesn't want her to always put herself in danger.

She is a girl, she should have been cared for and raised, but she was forced to practice this strong kung fu, and it was countless times of life and death that made her face unchanged when facing mercenaries who were known for their ferocity.

The moment Su Ying was hugged by him, the whole person was a little stunned, and her mind was even more blank, she wanted to push him away, but her hand was raised and put down, this embrace was very heartwarming, so that her bloodthirsty mood just now calmed down instantly, and she was reluctant to push him away.