A shrill cry came from behind. Xiao Yu felt that her arm was hit. Then she saw a woman with a naked upper body kneeling down to protect the child behind her. Her plump body trembled and her eyes looked at Xiao Yu, who was approaching step by step, in horror.
Xiao Yu sighed inwardly. Every time she encountered such a situation, she still had to be tangled. Xiao Yu approached this woman and looked at her carefully. This was a woman of 22 or 23 years old. Her plump figure and plump breasts showed that she was a mother, a mother with a nursing child. Although she didn't know where the child in swaddling was, as long as Xiao Yu killed her, the child would not live long.
Xiao Yu turned around and pushed her wrist backward. With a "shua" sound, the smell of blood filled the whole world again.
