Before Mu Yuan finished speaking, Ling Yan's hand had already grasped the fat pigeon, which was flapping its wings vigorously.
"Wait a minute! Ling! Don't kill it!"
Ling Yan turned his face expressionlessly and looked at Mu Yuan.
"Uh..."
You must be kidding. How could he, the captain of the Star Police, kill so casually?
Ling Yan just noticed the problem with Hou San and the pigeon, and was afraid that Mu Yuan would be hurt, so he took the pigeon away immediately.
Ling Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed the pigeon's wings tightly, turned his head and looked at Hou San, who swallowed his saliva and subconsciously took a step back.
Ling Yan was about to speak, but the pigeon in his hand was snatched back by Mu Yuan, and he was interrupted by him when he wanted to ask questions.
"Ling, come with me. And you, San'er."
