Now that the man had been captured, the big stone in the heart of the woods had finally landed, and he got up and patted the gray soil on his body, ready to drill out of the cornfield and heel.

She just took three steps and just shouted: "Yunting.” I feel a little sore around my neck.

I had no idea there was a man hiding in the cornfield, rubbing a shiny dagger directly against the neck of a tree.

The man is also a man of death, who ruthlessly cares if you are not injured. By this time, the neck of the tree has been rubbed, almost to the point of seeing blood.

The trees are really scared, her body is different from the others, and if she sees blood, she feels weak, which makes it even harder to have a chance to turn the dish over.

She could only think of herself as a frightened little girl and stood overwhelmed.

“Give me a car, let me go! Or I'll stab her!” The man was in a hurry and all his companions were captured. He knew he was inevitable and wanted to take hostages.

But Wood remembered that there were six people, which means there was another person hiding in the dark.

Forest trees were also worried about the direction of cloud rage, and now let their feelings out, they have already felt the direction of another person.

His fingers pointed in that direction, and he didn't know if Yunting could understand it.

In the current situation, everyone was afraid of the trees, so they really let him have a car and let the gangsters take the trees.

“Get away from me! Or I'll kill her!” As soon as the gangster got nervous, the dagger got a little worse, rubbing a small wound on the neck of the tree that was already broken.

The thugs were also afraid that the trees were really dead, just trying to scare them for a second and didn't dare to magnify the wound.

But after the loss of blood from the trees, he was uncomfortable, his little face was white as paper, and he looked angry and heartbroken.

The most distressing thing about Yunting was that she had become like this, and she gave him a reassuring smile.

But not yet.

Yun Ting withstood the impulse to strike.

As the gangster dragged the trees to the front of the car, he continued to hold the knife around the neck of the trees and opened the door with one hand.

At this point, the trees are slipping down like mud.

He felt wrong and stabbed him unconsciously.

“Boom!”

The feeling of the knife to the flesh and the saltiness in the mouth.

The gangster's gaze is blurred.

“Boom, boom! ”

There were two more wooden barns, and he was completely out of breath.

And the dagger in his hand was stuck dead on the left shoulder of Yunting.

There was a long time ago an acquiescence between Yunting and the trees. When the gangster thought the little girl was a good match, he went to open the door, the trees slipped down and skilfully avoided his dagger.

The gangster reacted quickly, but not as fast as the clouds.

Yunting could have cut off his wrist with a flying knife, and he couldn't hurt the trees anymore.

But Cloud Ting doesn't want any accidents, because the body of the trees can't shed too much blood.

The easiest and most straightforward way is for him to block the knife for her and shoot her opponent at the same time.

The men of the Thunder Squad under Yunting saw their boss injured, his eyes were red, and the bullet greeted the man.

Yet Yunting's wooden barn suddenly turned in another direction. He also carried the trees into the car.

“Boom!”

“Pfft!”

Two wooden barns rang, two back and forth, one on the meat and one on the door of the car.

“Second brother, sister-in-law!” Qiu Jun's abilities are good. He still reacted slower than Yunting. He waited for the shooting before returning to God.