"Yeah." Qi Xiaoya nodded repeatedly and ran behind the big tree.
The trees were covered with thatched grass, which was as high as Qi people. When Qi Xiaoya walked over, she completely blocked her people.
Qi Xiaoya immediately took off the pocket pistol from her waist, tried her best to push it on the load, and then aimed at the strong man's thigh with a bang.
The man was caught off guard and knelt to the ground.
Seeing this, the vulgar man quickly turned around and wanted to fire in the grass with a gun. However, Qi Xiaoya shot him with a gun. He screamed, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.
The strong man reluctantly wanted to stand up, but Qi Xiaoya said to the strong man coldly: "Don't move! Move again, what I want to hit is not the legs, but your head!"
When she was twelve years old, there was a man with a cold-looking appearance next to her father. After a long time, I realized that he was not Chinese, but Thai.
He was the bodyguard invited by his father. Although she didn't understand why her father suddenly asked for a bodyguard, she developed a strong interest in the bodyguard.
Because once she went to the shooting range with them and saw the bodyguard's magical shooting skills.
She asked the bodyguard to teach her with a fun attitude. Her father, who was learning gunshot skills from the bodyguard at that time, was very happy, so she asked the bodyguard to teach her too.
She studied with her father, but after half a year, her shooting skills were even more accurate than her father.
Although many years later, she found that she had not let go of this skill at all.
Of course, Qi Xiaoya didn't expect that she was unintentional indulgence in her childhood, but it could come in handy today.
At this time, the strong man didn't believe it, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to turn around, but as soon as his body moved, a bullet whizzed past his ears.
The strong man's ears were bleeding.
Qi Xiaoya's voice was as cold as iron, "When you move again, you will not be so lucky next time!"
"Don't hurt us! We just follow orders!" The strong man didn't dare to do it again, so he hurriedly threw away his gun and raised his hands high.
Qi Xiaoya stood up, walked quickly to them, took off the rope in her hand and handed it to the vulgar man, "Tie him up!"
The vulgar man's eyes flashed and he stood up slowly, preparing to stand up and wait until she was not paying attention and threw her to the ground and took the gun from her hand.
Although this woman has good shooting skills, he can't see a little murderous aura in her eyes. Such a person will definitely not be able to be cruel and really shoot and kill people.
Qi Xiaoya saw his ghost thoughts and took a step back and threw the rope on him, "Hurry up! I advise you not to act rashly!"
Seeing that she was perceived, the vulgar man could only sigh helplessly, picked up the rope on the ground and stood up, really tied the strong man's hands tightly, then turned around and raised his bloody hands to reach out to Qi.
Xiaoya, "I'm afraid I need you to tie my hands up for me!"
Qi Xiaoya shrank her body, which was already stiff from the cold, pointed a pistol at his head and said, "Take off your clothes!"
"Uh.what?" The despicable man was stunned.
"Take off your clothes! Hurry up!" Qi Xiaoya shouted fiercely.
"Are you cold? I'll take it off! I'll take it off!" The vulgar man suddenly realized when he saw that he was wearing only a set of cotton pajamas.
He took off his down jacket neatly and wanted to walk towards her, but Qi Xiaoya shouted again: "Don't move! Just stand in place! Just throw the clothes on the ground!"