When Ye Fan chased after him, Qingjiu shot out several white objects again.

When the white smoke slightly blocked Ye Fan, she pulled the belt on her waist.

With a bang, her clothes instantly bulged, and then they flew out of the air with a whoosh.

The green eagle rushed into the distance like an inflatable hydrogen balloon.

When Ye Fan rushed over the thick smoke and came to the beach, the green eagle had already jumped out of nearly a hundred meters of the sea.

In the cold wind, the cold voice of the green violin floated over from the air:

"Ye Fan, I will remember your shamelessness today!"

"Should you wait for me!"

Qingjiu landed and heard it: "I won't kill you, I will never leave Hengcheng in my life."

Ye Fan did not respond, grabbed a shot and shot at the Qingjiu.

Just as Qingjiu pulled her clothes, her bulging clothes instantly faded.

The body of the green violin was like a leaking balloon, and it drifted out dozens of meters with another chirping sound, avoiding the warheads that were shot over.

Her resentful voice came again: "Ye Fan, we will definitely meet again."

“We will indeed meet again.”

Ye Fan threw away the gun in his hand and murmured:
Chapter completed!