"Little girl, you run pretty fast."
The tense atmosphere in front of him did not affect him at all. In Shi Yu's eyes, it seemed like a game of playing house.
The scarred man is an S-level psychic, but he is not in his prime now, so he is not difficult to deal with.
Mo Qin turned to look at him.
Shi Yu was dressed in black and had a faint smell of blood on his body. What could not be ignored was that he also had a faint smell of cedar on his body.
The crisp scent of cedar gives people a sense of calm and tranquility.
But Mo Qin could inexplicably feel that his condition was very unstable.
Shi Yu raised his eyebrows, bent down slightly and said:
"What's wrong? Do you smell anything?"
Mo Qin nodded, "Yes..."
Shi Yu smiled with satisfaction.
The stronger the mental power, the more sensitive it is to these things; the weaker the mental power, the more susceptible it is to the influence of these primitive factors.
He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the girl's head. The silver bracelet on his wrist flashed, and he leaned closer and asked:
"So what do I smell like?"
Mo Qin: “?”
When she was a puppy? Also what did he smell like.
Mo Qin thought for a moment and said bluntly:
“It smells bad.”
Shi Yu did not get angry when being scolded, but instead smiled even more happily.
"Moris's little girl, Moqin?"
He asked this question as if to confirm her identity.
"My name is Shi Yu. Remember my name. We will meet again soon."
The farce over there was quickly dealt with.
All the prisoners were recaptured and all the hostages were rescued.
Aisiyah seemed injured.
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