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Chapter 717: Assassination 18

The person standing next to him was stunned for a moment. He recognized the clothes on Ling Wu, the woman between the two who made shocking actions on the street.

But this woman was more than twenty steps away from them just now, how could she be beside them in an instant?

This is a distance of more than twenty steps. Even with peerless Qinggong, it is impossible to cover such a long distance at this time.

Ling Wu actually can't, she was thrown here by Ouyang Xi

When Ouyang Xi's fingers on her waist suddenly exerted force and threw her back, Ling Wu also exerted force on her feet in time. The combined skills of the two of them were able to reach here in such a short time.

When he was stunned for a moment, Ling Wu had already pulled out the hairpin that had pierced his companion's chest, and stabbed his vest with her backhand.

Without thinking, the man turned around and patted Ling Wu on the arm.

Ling Wu's eyes turned cold, and the arm holding the hairpin stabbed forward extremely quickly.

Seeing that the hairpin in Ling Wu's hand was still stabbing towards his chest in a straight line, the man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He has determined that when Ling Wu's hairpin is at least five inches away from him, his palm can smash the joints of Ling Wu's arm holding the hairpin to pieces.

When his palm touched Ling Wu's clothes, and saw that Ling Wu still didn't retract her hand, and even had a smile on her face, he suddenly felt an inexplicable fear in his heart.

A fear unique to a person on the verge of death

Because until now, he suddenly remembered something

This woman is not alone, there is a man beside her

So where has that man gone now?

By the time he thought of this, it was already too late

Ouyang Xi's palm has been firmly slapped on his vest

He almost didn't even have time to hum before the man collapsed to the ground.

Ling Wu retracted the hand holding the hairpin and watched the only drop of blood condensed on the hairpin slipping down. She handed the hairpin that had regained its luster and no blood stains to Ouyang Xi's hand, smiled slightly, and said calmly: "He

It’s the one on the left.”


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