"There are corn thieves..." 。After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jing followed the sound and walked over lightly. 。Walking and walking, I smelled a pungent fishy smell, and also saw drops dripping onto the corn leaves. 。Still very fresh. 。"Rustling—" The sound of corn being knocked down suddenly came from behind. 。,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!,The assassin fell dead before he could even utter a sound.。