Hearing this, Qiao Jing understood. It turned out those people were hunting him. 。The air was filled with the scent of blood. A man, heavily wounded, stumbled under a heavy burden. His wounds bled profusely, his sweat and tears mixing and dripping onto Qiao Jing's... 。,Thinking of this, Qiao Jing exerted herself, flipping the man over. 。 Zhan Qipei didn't expect the other party, who looked weak and frail, to have such strength. Could it be that he had overexerted himself and weakened "There's quiet over there!" The searcher heard the word "quiet" and rushed over with a cornstalk in his hand, appearing before Qiao Jing. 。"He's here! Kill him!" The masked assassin, holding a gun, was about to pull the trigger. 。,Zhan Qi Pei because of the injury was too heavy to see clearly, but he could still see the general outline and shadow of shaking. The other party was going to kill him!。