"There are corn thieves..." 。After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jing followed the sound and walked over lightly. 。Walking and walking, I smelled a pungent fishy smell, and also saw drops dripping onto the corn leaves. 。Still very fresh. 。"Rustling—" The sound of corn being knocked down suddenly came from behind. 。,Knowing it, knowing it, but already not under his control, originally dodged...,Just when he thought he was surely going to die, Joe saw the child shoot past him like the wind, flashing in front of the assassin. After snatching the gun from his hand, he flipped with a graceful flourish, and smashed the pistol against the assassin's head. 。。