"There are corn thieves..." 。After hanging up the phone, Qiao Jing followed the sound and walked over lightly. 。Walking and walking, I smelled a pungent fishy smell, and also saw drops dripping onto the corn leaves. 。Still very fresh. 。"Rustling—" The sound of corn being knocked down suddenly came from behind. 。,Joe Jing turned abruptly, before he could react, he was thrown down by the other person, and at the same time, his thick palm covered,Knowing it, knowing it, but already not under his control, originally dodged...。