The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

"Put the gun down!"

After a while, the boss lowered his triangular eyes slightly, and ordered in a deep voice.

Several subordinates looked at each other, and asked hesitantly: "Boss, he..."

"He is a five-year-old child, so he can escape from our siege!" The boss waved his hand impatiently, then he bent down and lifted the vassal Yuan in his palm.

"You better not lie to me!"

The man's suppressed murmur rang in Feng Chenyuan's ear.

The vassal Yuan turned around obediently and lay in the boss's arms, and also murmured: "The person you are looking for is me, you let them all go, and I will tell you how to become a gold medal killer."

Hearing this, the boss paused, and suddenly grinned.

"The brat has a big appetite, but it's impossible!"

He threw the vassal Yuan on the seat with one leg missing, and his not-so-three-dimensional appearance overflowed with strong aggression in an instant.

"They have all been reported to the organization, and they are indispensable."

"Do you know why the organization asked you to find me?"

The vassal Yuan asked expressionlessly.

"what?"

The topic changed too quickly, and the boss was a little caught off guard.

The vassal Yuan Wuzi said: "The detector in your hand is just a cover-up. The real reason why the organization wants to arrest me... is that I have what your leaders want. Once I die, no one will get it." That thing, you said, can you...can you go back alive?"

As his cold voice fell, time seemed to stand still for an instant.

The two looked at each other, and the air was so sticky that it was hard to breathe.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... 1 minute, 2 minutes...

The boss looked at the boy whose expression had not changed, and felt the oppression emanating from the boy. For the first time, he felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

Because he found that he couldn't control the little boy in front of him.

Whether it's the gold medal killer or the purpose of the organization, they are the things that are farthest away from him. It is impossible to determine the information that cannot be grasped with his authority... But the more it is like this, the more it makes him eager to get closer, and... …had to be manipulated forward by the little boy in front of him.

He is an ambitious man.

But this kind of ambition must not be revealed in the organization, otherwise it will die!
Only the little boy in front of him stretched out a seemingly bright olive branch.

Want to gamble?
The boss raised his cold eyelids, his callused palms tightened little by little, and he grabbed the vassal Yuan's neck.

"Okay, the deal is established!"

It's just a few children, it doesn't matter whether they are dead or alive, after all, he hasn't really informed the organization of their existence.

Therefore, this can be regarded as his slight advantage... Strangely, he actually felt a little happy, what kind of psychology is this!

Feng Chenyuan pushed the man away, jumped off the seat, looked around the room, and said, "Let them in!"

"Okay!" The boss nodded obediently.

Turning his head, he sent several subordinates into the confined space, actively exposing a broad road.

Ten minutes later, a small furry head appeared at the end of the long corridor.

In the empty hall, there are only messy footprints left. It seems that there is no trace of popularity. They have really left?
How did vassal yuan do it?
Jiang Mianmian looked suspiciously, and threw the small stone that he found somewhere into the hall.

"Gollum..."

Stones rolled in the dirty hall, and the crisp echo was clearly audible.

"Mianmian, have they already left?" Qi Lan sneaked up and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Jiang Mianmian pursed her lips and said, "Let's go down first!"

After all, she slowly stepped forward with her calf, and took two tentative steps forward, but after she didn't see anyone appearing, she became more courageous, waved at Qi Lan and the others, and said, "No one, Let's go!"

"it is good!"

Qi Lan grabbed Su Mingxuan's arm and dragged him down the stairs abruptly.

Then the three little radish heads turned to look at Qin Kexin who was standing still, Jiang Mianmian frowned and shouted: "Come down!"

Qin Kexin's legs trembled unconsciously, her pale lips and pupils were slightly out of focus, and she was still immersed in that bird whose head had been beheaded, not because of worry, but because of fear.

"I, I don't... dare!" She almost cried.

Qin Kexin has always been a princess, being coaxed by her family and friends, facing the scene of death for the first time... Jiang Mianmian breathed out, her only conscience made her turn around helplessly, and stretched out her hand to hold Qin Kexin's cold body palm.

"I'll take you away, don't be afraid!"

Don't show fear, it's contagious.

Of course, considering Qin Kexin's performance, he did not say this sentence.

The four of them joined together, not daring to make a sound, stepped out of this small western-style building representing danger and fear, and stood at the fork in the road.

Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but look back at the dilapidated building behind her, and clenched her fists.

"Mianmian, where are we going?" Qi Lan's question brought her into reality.

Jiang Mianmian turned her head and looked at the intersection in front of her. There were three roads in total, and two of them had become small roads. Although they didn't look like they were built, there was almost no grass growing on them, which meant that they were often walked around.

Although the remaining one still has sparse grass growing stubbornly, it leads to the cliff behind the small western-style building.

"We...don't go either way!" Jiang Mianmian said.

Su Mingxuan puffed out his stomach, a little puzzled: "Why?"

"Because the fewer people there are, the safer we are!" Jiang Mianmian murmured, but her big watery eyes looked around for a way to leave: "Let's go there!"

The three real children couldn't tell the direction at all. When someone showed the way, they naturally chased them without thinking.

At this time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon!

The sun is sparse on the mountain, and the cool breeze is touching!

Jiang Mianmian tried hard to distinguish the way forward, and did not forget to listen carefully to the sounds around her, and soon felt exhausted.

Not to mention the few children behind her.

But after all, Qi Lan came from a family background. Although she was raised as a little princess, she was able to endure hardships and had excellent physical fitness. Seeing Jiang Mianmian's tired face flushed, she took the initiative to stand up and lead the way.

Although the little fat man Su Mingxuan was so tired that he wanted to cry, but he didn't want to lose face in front of Jiang Mianmian, so he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

A few people walked for an unknown how long, and the sharp blades of grass scratched their delicate skin.

"what……"

Qin Kexin screamed, lay on the ground suddenly, and rolled down from the grass.

Jiang Mianmian's eyes widened sharply, and she chased after her without even thinking about it. The steep slope was not too long, and there were no obstacles on the hillside, so Qin Kexin was not hit.

"Are you okay? Do you feel any pain?" Jiang Mianmian helped him up and examined him carefully.

Qin Kexin clutched her bleeding arm, her distressed face no longer looked like a princess, she had tears in her eyes, and suddenly burst into tears amidst Jiang Mianmian's questioning.

"Ah...Jiang Mianmian blames you, I won't leave...It hurts me to death, I want my mother, ah..."