Seeing this, the criminal hiding behind the tree widened his eyes in fear and instinctively tried to flee.
But Xi Mo aimed his gun steadily and shot him right in the head.
One shot, and he was dead.
After checking the area to make sure nothing was missed, the group finally started making their way back.
Zhouzhou wiped the sweat from her forehead and stretched her arms out toward Xi Mo, saying, "Uncle, carry me!"
Xi Mo, obliging, bent down and picked up the little Chubby Girl.
Zhouzhou rested her head on his shoulder, and soon enough, she was snoring softly, fast asleep.
She was truly exhausted.
Sigh, why were all the missions always at night? If this kept up, when would she ever grow to seven meters tall?
The Ancestral Master, holding the merit she had earned, was grinning ear to ear.
Not bad, not bad at all! As expected of his chosen disciple, she was just that incredible.