People outside are anxious.

The tattooed man lying in the car seemed to be unable to move anymore.

Parents are the first to break through the defense line.

Some people even pushed to the security guards who were originally standing there.

But at this time, anyone can understand the mood they want to receive.

Compared to the panic outside.

When the children got off the bus, they followed the order of their seats.

Bo Jiu asked them to line up, blocking the tattoo man, and by the way, she also nullified the other hand. In this way, she would be more at ease.

The children also had blood on their bodies, and their faces were filled with fear of the past. A little Douding became weak as soon as he stepped on his legs.

Bo Jiu stretched out his hand to prevent her from falling, and he had a little cautious meaning: "Go slowly, don't worry."

"Yes!" Xiao Douding nodded, still afraid.

But, they are very obedient.

He sniffed and continued walking forward until he walked out of the school bus and was held in his arms by his mother before crying.

The scene was finally under control.

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

However, there was another person who felt relieved, that was the Prince.

When the big devil sat on the tree, his aura was too strong and he only fired two shots.

There were really two shots, no more or less, and each shot would pass by his ear when it was pulled.

The prince was the one who could see everything clearly. After that person jumped off the tree, he had only one thought in his mind, and he was simply a sharpshooter!

In such a tricky position, can you shoot the head with one shot?

No, it was two!

The main thing is that it is fast, not just fast speed. It seems that when he raised the gun, he had already analyzed what kind of movement the other party would have.

Psychology, speed, and combat experience are all factors.

The prince's thoughts were a little confused, but this did not affect his rush out to enjoy the joy.

I am really happy. As long as I see the group of little beans still beating around my friends, I always feel relieved.

Each of the people in the action team put away the gun, as if it had never appeared.

The location of the Prince and Langya is in the same area as Qin Mo.

Seeing that the big demon's pocket was bulging, he was walking towards the school bus with a long spear in one hand.

After the smoke of gunpowder passed, it was a vast white scene.

The man's back was tall, wearing a combat uniform, and a circle of black belts wrapped around his wrist. When he passed through the crowd, time seemed to have stopped.

People are looking back.

Qin Mo seemed to have not cared, and pulled the boy sitting in the car with force.

Immediately afterwards, a very strong hug.

Even those night-like eyes were deep into darkness.

Bo Jiu sniffed the pleasant mint smell, which was different from usual, with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

She also wanted to reach out, but later she found that there was still blood on her hands and clothes: "Brother Mo, my body is dirty."

"I don't dislike it." Qin Mo's hand had a little heavier force, as if he was about to rub someone into the blood and bones.

Don’t dislike it? That time, Bo Jiu smiled and stretched out his hand.

Such a hug is not an exaggeration at this time.

After all, the scene just now can be described as between life and death.

But the few people who were familiar with their boss were all feeling like a furious dog at this time. They were a little unbelievable that it was an action that the big devil would do.

When the mission was performed, the boss would also pull them up when he was alive after the disaster.

But hug?
Chapter completed!