Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Everywhere you see, there are infiltrating crocodiles

"Shoot --"

Standing in the bow of the boat, Dongfang Shijin seems to have given up beating the crocodile with the oar and pulled out the pistol from his waist. Before the horse responds, Dongfang Shijin has begun to shoot in the water

The blood quickly dyed the rushing river and was quickly dispersed by the foam that had come up later.

The crocodiles watched their fellow crocodiles die constantly, which obviously exacerbated their anger. Several older crocodiles opened their mouths, and their tusks were uneven, hitting the ship board with force

Ye Qingcheng holds a pistol. She can't hesitate at this time. She shoots at an underwater crocodile, but after all, ye Qingcheng's shooting is very poor. She fired three shots before hitting a crocodile

The crocodiles seemed to notice that there was a woman behind them. Several elderly adult crocodiles quickly swam towards the stern of Ye Qingcheng

Dongfang Shijin naturally noticed that it had to deal with the crocodile swimming in front and the crocodile facing the stern

These crocodiles are dense. It seems that no matter how they shoot, they will only increase and not disappear

How many crocodiles are there? Dongfang Shijin only remembers an approximate number of 88, but looking at the current situation, a large part of the reason should be that Dongfang master may have bought more crocodiles

Those crocodiles seem to have turned into a black wave, surging and crawling here from a distance. In the eye, they seem to be followed by a large group of black shadows

"Young master, we can't go out in this way," said the horse holding the pistol. The bullets in the pistol were exhausted and fell on the bullet shell of a ship. The horse quickly took out another pistol and continued shooting. However, no matter how fierce they shot, some crocodiles turned over their white belly and were quickly washed away by the turbulent water, But more crocodiles came up quickly behind

“……”

Dongfang Shijin was silent. His slender and powerful hand was holding a pistol, and his bones were white

"Chulala -"

"Chulala -"

"Chulala -"

At this time, there seemed to be the sound of something in the surrounding trees, like someone walking through it, or some beast pacing slowly from it

Because their ship was not far from the shore, and the sound was intermittent, the horse was very smart and could detect the sound there——

This is definitely not the wind, because the current small wind is very soothing and will never move. The branches are shaking. At most, it just makes the leaves and grass move slightly

While the horse was shooting, he still had to spare some light to pay attention to the trees on the other side——

"Chulala -"

"Chulala -"

"Chulala -"

The sound is rustling. At this moment, it makes people tighten their scalp

Just at this time, the horse suddenly saw a dark shadow in the bushes, threw over the uneven tree rows, and fell out a small layer of shadow

“……”

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from the tree row. The sound was clear, as if it was flying through some mysterious place. The sound was like an unbreakable fog, passing through the jade from afa