The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

The wheels slowly rolled over the gravel on the ground, making a rustling sound that was particularly clear in this quiet environment.

Zhu Qingshuo sat in the car, looking outside through the window.

This place has obviously not been developed for many years, and there is an old and desolate atmosphere everywhere.

Zhu Qingshuo used to walk through this area frequently.

Even after all these years, everything is still the same as it was back then.

There were unknown weeds and tender shoots of broom seedlings growing in the corners of the wall.

Zhu Qingshuo glanced over and made a rough judgment of these weeds in his mind.

Most of them have medicinal value.

The scene before her instantly brought back her memories.

The scene of Mu Yaqi pointing at the broom seedlings and patiently explaining knowledge to her when she first came here is still vivid in her mind.

The corners of her lips rose slightly unconsciously, and in her heart she praised her beautiful, kind, gentle and generous sister Mu.

Just after she finished praising him, she seemed to remember something.

The corners of his lips immediately dropped, and he thought to himself: I must not be discovered by her when I come back this time.

Zhu Qingshuo continued to look out the window.

The residents here are simple and have always been good at utilizing the surrounding resources. In their eyes, these wild flowers and weeds are gifts from nature and have special uses.

Therefore, even if some weeds grow around the houses, people just let them grow and they don't feel abrupt. Instead, they add a bit of rustic and natural charm to the alley.

Thinking of this, I felt a little better.

At the same time, I secretly felt lucky: How could my sister Mu come to such a remote place?

But just as I was comforting myself and letting out a sigh of relief, a chill suddenly rose in my heart for no reason.

At this moment, I caught a glimpse of a series of footprints covered in wet mud in the corner of the wall.

The footprints looked very fresh, not like they were left by the residents of this quiet alley. Instead, they looked like an uninvited guest had just visited.

A strange intuition arises.

As if being stared at by a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, an ominous premonition quietly enveloped my heart.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly turned around and shouted at Su Ye, "Turn around and leave!"

They returned to China quietly this time. If anything happened, it would be difficult to hide it from Mu Yaqi.

So it’s better not to cause trouble.

But Su Ye suddenly slowed down the car.

Zhu Qingshuo's eyes flashed and he looked forward.

I saw a group of well-trained people standing in front of me, two rows on each side, with one person leading in the middle.

Those people had guns in their hands and were standing in front of their car, blocking the road.

Zhu Qingshuo couldn't help but squint his eyes, trying to determine the origins of the people in front of him.

They all wore black training uniforms with a badge-like totem on their chests.

She doesn't know him.

She didn't even recognize them. They must be a small family from somewhere.

However, the leader seemed calm and composed.

This made her a little hesitant, and she couldn't easily judge whether this unknown organization in front of her could be ignored.

Su Ye, who was standing by, had a bewildered tone in his voice, and upon closer listening, he could hear a little trembling.

"Sis, they have guns. Should we stop the car or just rush over?"

Zhu Qingshuo's eyes moved slightly, and he made a judgment in an instant. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's give it a try."

The opponent's lineup looks a bit difficult to deal with. If we charge forward, we might have a chance to escape.

If you don't charge, you can either try to negotiate with them or confront them with force.

I guess I'll have to find a way to leave in the end.

It’s better to just rush in.