Huo qingge followed behind him, wearing his loose-fitting clothes, her hand gripping tightly to her gun.
Ren felt even more incredulous when he saw the gun in her hand. He didn't know what master Xiu was thinking.
A hostage with a gun? Was this even f * cking right?
A snipe shot could kill someone, alright? And this woman's marksmanship was a headshot ...
Ming Xiu placed the grilled fish on the table and washed the fruits, placing them down together.
Then, he pulled over a chair and sat down.
"Eat! I don't think you'd like to eat compressed biscuits and canned food!"
They ate canned food and compressed biscuits every day. They were already used to it. As long as they could fill their stomachs, it didn't matter what they ate.
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" Huo qingge tried to probe.
He had seen on TV that if one hid in the forest, one could not start a fire. If there was smoke, one would be discovered.
