Startled, Li Haiyang, trembling, pointed towards the kitchen and said, "The ceramic pillow is in the pickling jar in the kitchen..."
Barcode let out a light humph and climbed off Li Haiyang's body, heading to the kitchen to search for the ceramic pillow that contained the Sword Qi Crystal.
Wen Wen stayed where he was, curiously looking between Li Haiyang's legs.
Of course, Wen Wen was not looking at the smelly quilt, but at the bullet hole made by Barcode.
Perhaps feeling embarrassed, Barcode did not show any abnormal reaction.
But Wen Wen saw very clearly, that shot was aimed directly at Li Haiyang's leg, and he had been ready to use his Strength to block it, but the shot did not hit its mark.
As an emotionless assassin, Barcode at such a distance would not make a mistake, so the problem must have been with Li Haiyang.
"What... what do you want to do?"
Li Haiyang squeezed his legs together, shivering at Wen Wen, being stared at by a man like this was truly terrifying.