Griffith Squire opened the hidden compartment in the carriage, saw guns and ammunition, his eyes darkened, and then vaguely heard movements from Cornelius Turner, gestured for people to come forward and check, then turned and walked toward the vehicle where Cornelius was located.
The man saw Cornelius being bitten on the hand by a little girl, a face of grievance, and coldly shouted: "A Turner, what are you dawdling for? Have you found the person?"
"No, boss, this little girl is too fierce."
Cornelius gritted his teeth as he was bitten, lifted the eleven or twelve-year-old girl to the side, and coldly scolded: "Keep biting, and I'll eat you."
The man was tall and mighty, muscular, fierce as a beast.
The little girl was scared, her eyes widened, and then she pouted silently, looking around with her big eyes, seeing the bad guys who abducted them were all dead, these people all had guns, and some in camouflage uniforms, seeming indeed not to be bad guys.
