Several burly men sized up Shen Mu. She was wearing a short white down jacket, a mask, and had sleepy eyes. The large goose feathers on her collar made her small head look cute. Shen Mu had her hands in her pockets, wearing a pair of ordinary Martin boots on her feet, and her hair was messy, as if she hadn't combed it after getting up early.
The men looked at each other. It was already past three in the morning. Where did this sleepy little girl come from?
The leader of the men stepped forward and impatiently said, "Mind your own business and leave!"
Shen Mu rubbed her nose, which was so cold that she felt like it was about to run, and said through her mask, "But the person you want to kill is mine."
The man laughed when he heard this, instead of getting angry. He swung the hammer in his hand and walked over, saying cheerfully, "Oh, I've seen heroes saving beauties, but I've never seen anyone come up to die!"
