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Chapter 978: A Robber Meets a Robber 3

They are just people who are good at martial arts. Although they are fierce, they can only deal with civilians who are less capable than them.

Robbers like them are just good at martial arts. When robbing and killing people, they only rely on their advantages in body shape and number. When encountering killers like Lingwu, they are like those civilians who encounter them.

They're the same

The only result is only one

The more people kill, the more they are afraid of death. Seeing Ling Wu easily kill their companions, how could these robbers not be scared?

Ling Wu curled the corner of her mouth slightly, looked at the panicked men with a slanted eyes and laughed, "Now, do you still want me to be your wife of the village?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the big men turned around and ran away as if they had made an appointment.

Ling Wu sneered, and after they ran almost fifty meters, they used their wrists with daggers and rushed out, stabbing into the vest of the man running at the front.

"Who dares to take another step forward," Lingwu said leisurely while the man fell to the ground: "He is your role model."

Only then did the words come out, the robbers were like they were trapped by some magic, their feet were nailed to the ground and they never dared to move any more

Lingwu nodded with satisfaction and said in a deep voice: "Before I count to ten, I will all come back."

She didn't have to count to ten. At the fifth sound, the robbers who had just passed by her, except for the fastest one, all returned to her side.

Lingwu smiled and looked at their leader: "What's your name?"

"Hong San" is still a loud thunder sound. Its momentum is not the same as the first sound, but it is not the same as the one that left the money to buy a road.

Looking at Ling Wu's eyes, there was a hint of fear, for Ling Wu's murderous hands fell on him.

"Hong San, from now on, you are no longer their leader." Ling Wu stared at Hong San coldly and said leisurely: "Now your leader is me, have you heard?"

The sweat beads on Hong San's forehead began to appear, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it, letting the sweat beads slide down little by little


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