May You Return In Stardom

An Mu lowered his head, crawled, let himself hide in the grass, and walked over there.

Everything around is quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing through the grass.

In the dimness, An Mu's ears were extremely alert, and even her sense of smell had improved, so she quickly smelled the smell of blood.

An Mu's heart was mentioned.

Whose blood is this?

She opened her eyes wide and continued to crawl forward, but she couldn't see anyone at all.

An Mu was anxious.

Had Feng Xiao been killed?

An Mu couldn't help but whispered softly: "Little Uncle——"

No one responded.

An Mu gritted his teeth and said slightly, "Uncle--"

The surroundings are still quiet.

An Mu became even more anxious, no matter how high his voice was, "Uncle...Um!"

Behind, a figure suddenly rushed up and covered her mouth.

An Mu's eyes widened, his hands and feet kicked indiscriminately. When he was so frightened that he was about to lose his soul, he heard a familiar voice in his ear, "It's me."

An Mu calmed down in an instant, turned his head in surprise, and saw Feng Xiao's face as expected!

The enchanting face was stained with blood at the moment. I don't know if it was his or someone else's. The suit jacket on his body had been taken off, and the white shirt inside was messy.

The man's long and narrow eyes, strong nose bridge, and rosy thin lips, under such a dress, without the evil charm of the past, it reveals a masculine breath that belongs to a soldier.

However, now is not the time for the idiot, An Mu nervously grabbed his cuff, lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, are you all right?"

Feng Xiao's eyes narrowed.

After all those killers were killed, I heard the sound of the stubborn in the grass.

He intercepted silently from behind, and when he was about to shoot, he heard a familiar cry.

At that moment, Feng Xiao couldn't tell how he felt inside.

This woman!

"Why are you back?"

An Mu looked around vigilantly, and heard the man's low question.

An Mu turned his head and slammed into those dark and deep eyes.

Biting her lip, she didn't answer the question, "Uncle, how is the group of people?"

Feng Xiao grabbed her wrist, "Dead."

"Dead?" An Mu narrowed his eyes, and then heard a whistle, three long and one short.

Feng Xiao returned one.

Suddenly, someone came over.

"Young Master." Wei Wei's voice was full of self-blame, "Subordinates are not doing things well."

Feng Xiao snorted coldly, "A total of 13 corpses have been processed."

"Yes."

Feng Xiao stood up, looked at the mess on his body, and condensed his eyebrows.

An Mu was still lying on the ground stupidly, for fear that a bullet would explode her head if she was not careful. Seeing the two of them relaxed and relaxed, they asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Feng Xiao lowered his head and looked at the girl so scared that her face turned pale, her body was not trembling, her inexplicable, hard heart, softened.

"Well, let's go."

As he said, he walked forward, but after two steps, he looked back and found that An Mu was still lying on the spot. When he raised his brows, he heard the girl's sad and pitiful voice.

"I, I can't move."

A word fell, and the movements of those around who were handling the corpses paused.

But Feng Xiao's eyes swept away, and the group of people immediately continued to do what they should do.

But... one by one shrugged his shoulders.

Even Wei Wei, who had always been expressionless, had a smile in his eyes.