Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 384

The old man was startled, and looked at Murong Xue blankly, only to find that the girl who made the move had already joined the battle group again.

"Just touched her acupoints, Xibo quickly take her away!"

Seeing that Murong Xue was unwilling to talk to others, Dongfang Ling had no choice but to take the initiative to explain.

The old man felt relieved when he heard that the acupoints were only tapped.

He also knew that Murong Xue was doing it for their own good, if not, Xiyao would continue to make trouble, and they might lose their lives.

Bending down to help his daughter up, he didn't say much, and hurriedly dragged her to the house.

Right now there are enemy soldiers on all sides, and there is no way to escape, but it is always good to hide in the house.

Those people came to arrest Murong Xue, he and his daughter seemed to be in danger, but they didn't really die.

"I've never fought a battle like this before!" Murong Xue continued to move, "Two people against thousands of people, even if you have two AK47s, you can't win."

"What 47?" It was Dongfang Ling's question, Murong Xue's self-conscious muttering was heard by him, but he really didn't understand a few words.

"It's a kind of weapon!" She knew that she had slipped her tongue, and she didn't want to explain, so she just said one sentence.

Dongfang Ling let out an "oh", and then said:
"This is trying to exhaust us to death! Dongsheng's idea is really good!"

"Why don't you see Yin Yi?" She scanned for a week, but she couldn't see the person she was looking for. "He came to Tuzhou, this incident must have been planned by him alone. Why didn't he come?"

Dongfang Ling smiled wryly,
"What I'm afraid of is your move! Capture the thief first, and capture the king first. If he comes, if you capture him, wouldn't this incident be in vain?"

She didn't answer any more, and when she turned around, she casually glanced at Dongfang Ling's shoulder, the scarlet blood on it dazzled her eyes and made her heart twitch fiercely.

"How are you?" His feet slipped, and he flashed back to his side, his little hand subconsciously stroked the wound, but the touch was hot and humid, it was the blood that kept gushing out. "Dongfang Ling, does it hurt?"

(End of this chapter)