Bo Shao's apex is a boss

Chapter 143 Someone is coming
Walking to the mountainside, I glanced at the bamboo forest next to me, "The pheasant was caught here."

Hearing this, the man looked at the bamboo forest, the dark forest, the bamboo was dense, and there were some old shoots that had sprouted from the ground, very sharp. He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Jiu's trousers, some of them were scratched, revealing Pale ankles.

"Call us next time." Seeing that Mu Jiu had no problem walking, she said quietly.

Mu Jiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, this guy seems to be pretty good.

"Also, you don't need to call me Third Young Master when you go out in the future." Bo Yichen frowned, remembering what Mu Jiu had been calling him all the time, and opened his mouth.

"Ah? Then what's my name?" Mu Jiu asked casually.

After the words fell, her eyes fell not far away, and an old house appeared in her sight, and it had arrived. It was the same as what she saw before going down the mountain, without lights.

It was pitch black.

"Name, or if you want to call me boss like Ji Fan." Bo Yichen said without any psychological burden.

"..." Boss forget it.

"Brother Chen?" It's always strange to call her by her first name, and since Bo Yichen is older than her, it's okay to call her brother.

"Yeah." The man replied, his lips curled into a nice curve, the night was pitch black, and Mu Jiu didn't notice it.

Mu Jiu pointed to the room in front of her, and lowered her voice, "It's the people in that room."

As she said that, a trace of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes. She could understand if she was arresting young people, but for those who are over half a century old, especially some old people who have reached the age of seventy, they bumped and bumped casually on the way back. Isn't it troublesome?

"Go and see."

As he said that, he lifted his feet and walked towards the room over there, with Mu Jiu following behind.

Passing by the grass on one side, Mu Jiu glanced around and saw a herb growing in a corner, only a silhouette could be seen from a distance, she looked happy, and walked over there.

If she is not mistaken, this herb is a good medicine for the elderly with a bad heart.

Thinking of Mr. Qian, just as Mu Jiu was about to reach out to pick it up, a figure suddenly appeared beside her, leading her to hide behind the stone.

"Don't talk!" The man lowered his voice and put his arms around her waist.

Mu Jiu froze, and before she had time to react, she heard the sound of orderly and powerful footsteps not far away.

Accompanied by the mechanical sound of something hitting the clothes.

Bo Yichen's eyes darkened, he pulled out a gun from his waist, it was pure silver, and handed it to Mu Jiu.

With thin and warm lips pressed against the boy's ear, the voice was low enough for the two of them to hear, "If you are found out, use this to protect yourself, understand?"

Mu Jiu's ears were a little hot, holding the gun, listening to the approaching footsteps behind her, she glanced around, but she didn't see clearly just now, but now when she was nervous, she could see clearly.

There seems to be a problem with the grass next to it. After removing a little weeds, the remaining space is black.

It seems that this piece of grass is only half, just like there is only half of the mountain, and the other half is empty. At night, you can’t see where it leads below. A lot of grass grows up, but it covers this space, like a natural trap.

If you bring those people in...

"Brother Chen, look over there, it's empty, or..." Mu Jiu pointed, a cunning flashed in her eyes.

Weng Zhong catches "ghosts".

Bo Yichen glanced sideways, and clearly felt the difference between the grass over there and this side.

"Look at me." Mu Jiu chuckled lightly.

He picked up a stone casually and threw it over there, making an obvious "bang!" in the silent night.

Soon, the sound of the gun being loaded came from behind.

"Who is it!" A hoarse voice came from behind, accompanied by several gunshots.

The people who came looked at each other, all holding guns, walking this way with cautious expressions.

(End of this chapter)