To get the red-haired girl, Zhao Tiezhu put away his pistol and waved to Huang Lili.

Huang Lili immediately escorted the girl into the car, and then came to Zhao Tiezhu and stretched out her hand and shook.

"What for?" Zhao Tiezhu asked, pretending not to know why.

Huang Lili did not speak, stared at Zhao Tiezhu fiercely, and still put her hand in front of Zhao Tiezhu.

"I'm afraid of you!" Zhao Tiezhu put the pistol on Huang Lili's hand with a helpless expression and said with a full belly of resentment, "The trophy of battlefield cleaning in ancient times still belongs to soldiers, and you still have to...