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Warm and happy ran into the shop, clear eyes on all kinds of cloth dolls. She walked over to the window, poked the bear doll's black nose, turned around and smiled at the man who had been following her: "You say this isn't cute? Do you think this is cute, or this is cute? Or is this the cutest one?! " *

Yi Hao stood behind her and saw that she finally revealed her innocent and cute nature. He couldn't help but smile, "Everything looks good. If you like it, you can buy it all!"

Hearing Ihao's words, Warmth frowned, "Forget it, I'll just take a look and won't buy it!" She had grown up and no longer needed to buy a doll, although she did not understand why she liked it so much.

"If you like it, then buy it. Why not?" Hearing that he wasn't going to buy anything, Ihao couldn't help but step forward and grab a cloth doll. He was about to say something, but his gaze involuntarily fell on a little bear not far away.

His eyes flashed when he saw the bear. He stepped forward and picked up the bear, his fine brow furrowing even tighter.

This bear seemed to be the one he'd torn to shreds before. When he thought of Warmth happily returning to his room with the cub, but she had been snatched away by him, torn to shreds, and then kicked away, and the tears hanging from her eyelashes, and the hurt eyes, he was suddenly lost in thought.

"You like this little bear?" Warmth asked, leaning his head close as he watched the bear in a daze.

He pushed the bear into her arms. "This is the bear you liked the most before, do you still like it now?" "No," she said. *

After listening to Ihao's words, she frowned. She pursed her lips and looked the cub up and down, left and right, before finally stuffing him back into her pocket. "I don't like it!"

"You don't like it?"

"Yeah, this little bear lacks spiritual energy. It doesn't feel cute at all!" As she explained, she reached for the other spiritual doll and held it out for him to compare. But as soon as her hand touched the bear, she heard a loud thud, and then a heart-wrenching pain came from her wrist.

Warmth retracted her hand and painfully held onto her wrist. Realizing that she had been shot, she gritted her teeth and turned her head to look outside the shop.

After hearing the gunshot, Yi Hao's face darkened. His sharp eyes quickly scanned the outside and saw a man in black holding a gun and about to fire a second shot. He hugged the gun and rushed towards the counter.

In less than three seconds, he was already hiding behind the counter while holding onto Warmth. The "crackling" sound of the bullets hitting the counter made his ears hurt.

"Warm, are you alright?" "What's the matter?" he asked loudly, worried by the blood running down her wrists. At the same time, he tore up his shirt and roughly bandaged her.

Warmth gritted her teeth and endured the bone-piercing pain from her right wrist. She shook her head. "I'm fine!"

His heart ached for some unknown reason. He lowered his head to kiss Warmth's forehead, and when he heard the footsteps getting closer, he quickly said, "Warmth, I'll go lure them away, then you take the opportunity to escape to the fifth floor. Someone will come to meet you there!"

Hearing that Yi Hao was going to lure them away, Warmth immediately asked worriedly, "You're going to lure them away? But, they have guns on them, how are you going to lure them away? "

"You don't have to worry about that. Let's meet on the fifth floor again. Remember to be careful!" He wasn't worried about her reaching out, but he was worried about the wound on her right hand. However, he was more worried about who these people were and what was their purpose in coming here.

This mall was owned by Mu Da, and when he entered the mall, there were even bodyguards protecting him. Just who was so capable that he could actually sneak in without him noticing at all?

Feeling the approaching footsteps, Ihao listened attentively. When he sensed that the incoming person was still five steps away from the counter, he nimbly flipped over the counter, stretched out his foot and heavily tripped the newcomer on the ground. He snatched the gun from his hand and shot him dead.

Seeing some men in black charge in, Yi Hao raised his gun and "Bang ~ Bang" a few times. Then, they all fell to the ground.

After finishing off this batch, Yi Hao reached out to pull Warmth out of the counter and walked to the entrance of the toy store. He lifted a few guns from the floor with his feet and let Warmth take one gun.

"Warm, go upstairs from there. There are many people, so it's easier to hide. Be careful!" His gaze fell on the bodyguards he had brought with him, and his deep eyes turned cold when he saw that they had all been taken care of.

"But …" "What about you?" She noticed the man in black running up the stairs from the second floor. She tugged at his sleeve, worried. Although he knew that Ihao's hands were good, his hands couldn't even withstand four punches.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry, I'll come pick you up in a while. Trust me!" He gave her a reassuring smile and pushed her to the other side. The gun in his hand made a few banging sounds as it hit the people in front of him.

She looked at him for a moment, then turned and ran back to the crowded area, trying to get to the fifth floor through the safe passage. After all, she knew that right now, with her right hand injured, she couldn't even hold a gun, and all she could do was pull the trigger on her left and right. She couldn't aim at the enemy, and if she stayed, she would only add to the burden.

Plus … She was warm and cold, never a shy, sloppy woman, and she ran up the stairs. Since Iowa had said there was someone on the fifth floor to pick her up, she hurried upstairs to get someone to pick him up.

But why was there nothing when she ran up to the fifth floor? The fifth floor was simply a storage room! It was only when she realized that it was only to keep her out of the way, to keep her out of danger, that Warmth ran down the road, utterly discomfited.

Damn man, how dare he lie to her?" He actually wanted to leave her and face danger alone. What did he take her warmth and cold to be? Wang. Eight, or an ostrich?

Please, as the young mistress of the Cold Wind Hall, how can she be a coward who fears life and is afraid of death? If this matter were to spread, it would destroy everyone else. Big teeth?

If that man was standing in front of her right now, she would have definitely hacked him. He actually dared to do something that would ruin her brilliance. He was simply too impatient to live.

But, no matter how she comforted herself in her heart, she still couldn't help but feel fear. If he didn't have absolute confidence in defeating her, he wouldn't even let her go. Thinking that he might be in danger now, she couldn't help but take more and more steps forward.

At first she thought it was the loss of blood that had made her dizzy. It was only when she fell to the ground, exhausted, and saw someone walking slowly toward her that she realized she had been hit with a bullet that had been coated with a tranquilizer.

After taking care of the men in black, Yi Hao weakly leaned against the fence as he gasped for breath. The four brothers of the Yao family who had rushed over later also ran over to Yi Hao's side after taking care of the men in black. They asked worriedly, "Master, are you alright?"

Ihao frowned, panting. It seemed that he hadn't exercised in three years. Now that he had suddenly gone through a vigorous exercise, he didn't expect it to be so tiring.

Yi Hao rested for a while before remembering the warmth. He immediately stood up and ran upstairs. He had just passed through a crowded shopping mall. Slaughter had long since disappeared without a trace. Hence, it only took Yi Hao less than a minute to reach the fifth floor.

However, when he saw the empty fifth floor, his eyebrows knitted together, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Warm …" "Warm …" No one answered him, no matter how much he shouted, for fear that the woman might have hidden herself. When the four brothers saw that Yi Hao was looking for warmth, they also started searching on the fifth floor. However, after searching for a long time, they still couldn't find anything.

While Ihao was wondering and feeling a deep sense of panic, his cell phone suddenly buzzed.

He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the screen. It was a stranger's number.

"Who are you?" he asked loudly, his brow deeply furrowed, his heart lifted.