Bai Guyue showed a look of apology on his face, meekly saying sorry, then turned around angrily and said, "Grandpa, he's my friend!"
Bai Yiduo's hawk-like gaze swept over Yin Shuai's dumbfounded face, raised his head and said lightly, "His intentions are not pure."
"Puh."
A mouthful of congested blood was spat out.
White Hair stared straight at the old man, unable to utter a single word.
But his eyes clearly said...
[You're the boss, I can't afford to provoke you, you're always right.]
Bang!
A dark shadow sounded heavily behind White Hair.
At that moment, White Hair's face twisted into a bitter expression, showing a bitter smile, he propped himself up on the ground and staggered to his feet.
"I'll hold them off... Run..."
Bai Guyue was also a member of the Freedom Wings Team.
No matter how flashy or wild Yin Shuai was, he wouldn't abandon his comrades and run away alone.
If he didn't intercept, how many steps could a girl run?
