Su Jingyu, who had been hiding in the grass, turned even paler with fear.
The gunshots had been ringing for so long, and they seemed to be getting closer, as if she could see Death beckoning to her.
In the end, she was afraid of dying too.
An An huddled in the middle, then felt the trembling. She turned to look at Su Jingyu, "Auntie, are you trembling?"
Su Jingyu motioned for her to be quiet. At this time, An An saw blood on her hand.
"Auntie, are you hurt?"
Su Jingyu didn't expect the little one would care about her, "It's nothing, it's not a fatal wound. I won't die for now, just hope those bastards don't find us."
Thinking about the Liu Family made Su Jingyu tremble even more.
Feng Youjia's bullets were gradually running out, and he saw there weren't many left.
At this rate, he would only end up dead.
At this moment, he saw that familiar car, and the President got out like a lion.
Zhuo Junyue, being a dragonblood man, moved to Feng Youjia's side at lightning speed.
