" 。" Qiao Jing faintly replied. " 。"Busy Aren't you retired in the countryside What's there to be busy with" A suspicious voice came from the phone. 。," 。Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing quickly regained her composure and looked at the man's face. 。At this glance, Qiao Jing was directly amazed by the man's bewitching appearance. 。,At that moment, another man wearing a mask rushed out. Before he could even draw his gun, he was struck in the face by a flying corncob thrown by Qiao Jing. 。"Bang!" A crash, and the surface was caved in. Like the assassin just moments ago, he didn't even have time to scream before collapsing unconscious. 。After easily dealing with the two, Qiao Jing clapped his hands and turned to Zhan Qipei, staring at the man's big... 。。