Xiao Yu was in a panic. In her plan, this trip was supposed to go smoothly.
A sudden group of wolves had directly disrupted all their plans.
"So, we just wait?"
Wen Ran looked at the gun in Xiao Yu's hand, and suddenly asked, "How many of such guns do you have?"
Xiao Yu's gaze swept over, with a hint of suspicion.
Wen Ran immediately glared, as if she had taken a shot of gunpowder and started snapping, "Are you sick or something? What kind of look are you giving me?
Even if we're not on the same side, at this moment, we are all humans, we're in the same camp.
Being surrounded by wolves, I don't want to die."
Xiao Yu lowered her eyes, what this little girl said indeed made sense.
"Three guns," Xiao Yu admitted, pulling out another gun from her back, "I have two here."
Wen Ran nodded, very good, now she at least had a chance to play with a real gun.
