Everything that can be thrown is flying in the air in a melee.
The first sister was suddenly hit by a greasy roast chicken, and the makeup on her face fell off along with the oil stains.
Jing Jiaren could see that Leng Aofeng only defended but did not attack, and was hiding behind him, while Ximen Longting was like an angry lion.
In terms of skill, Ximen Longting is not bad at all, but after Leng Aofeng transformed into a wolf, his speed and reaction were extremely agile.
If it weren't for so many eyes staring at him, Leng Aofeng would be controlling his speed to avoid scaring everyone.
Leng Aofeng could have escaped long ago and disappeared.
At this moment, a table knife radiating cold light suddenly flew over Wen Xinnuan's head.
Her headdress was shaved off, and a few strands of hair fell off.
Wen Xinnuan's face turned pale: "Emma, fortunately I am short..."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Secret godmother, be careful!" SUN shouted with wide eyes.
Wen Xinnuan looked up and saw a piece of cake flying over.
Why is she always being attacked? Didn’t you read the almanac when you went out today?
Wen Xinnuan subconsciously reached out to block it. Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to catch it in her hand.
Otherwise, you will be smashed into the face of a big cat...
The aroma of butter whetted her appetite. Wen Xinnuan took a bite and said, "A waste of food... My lady, this place is too messy. We really should go out."
"You go out, I have to control the situation."
Jing Jiaren saw cups and food flying around...
Like a stray bullet shooting through the air.
Many of the staff hiding behind the sofa were beaten.
Fortunately, these things are not lethal...
Suddenly, the cold light dispersed, and a row of table knives were thrust into the back of the sofa, making a group of people scream.
"Ximen Longting, that's enough!"
Jing Jiaren pulled the trigger and fired a shot at a window.
There was a sound of glass shattering. Ximen Longting paused slightly, with sweat on his forehead: "Don't make trouble!"
Is she making a fuss? Does he think she is making a fuss?
Who is making the fuss!?
Did he think she really didn't dare to shoot?
Jing Jiaren pointed the pistol at her left arm: "I count to three, if you don't stop, I will really shoot!"
Leng Aofeng stood up straight, pursed his firm lips slightly and stared at Jing Jiaren.
In this gap, Ximen Longting took advantage of him not paying attention and punched him in the face...
A trace of blood was left under Leng Aofeng's nose, and he wiped it away with the back of his hand.
The veins on the back of Ximen Longting's hand jumped. He clenched his fist and punched Leng Aofeng on the head again, taking advantage of the victory to pursue him.
The tall figure swayed slightly, and Leng Aofeng was hit so hard that he lost his sight. He shook his head and hit the back of the head hard again——
Leng Aofeng fell to the ground——
At the same time, SUN shouted: "Queen!"
Jing Jiaren fired.
Because it was a silenced gun, there was no gunshot, but her arm suddenly started bleeding profusely...
Ximen Longting's figure suddenly froze, and his red pupils stared at her closely!
This damn woman, she shot herself, really shot herself!
Jing Jiaren took a breath, her right hand trembled slightly, but she still held the pistol tightly with her five fingers: "If you don't stop this farce, I will fire the next shot here."
She moved the pistol upward and pressed it against her head, her palms wet with sweat.
"Put down the gun!" Ximen Longting growled, "What if the gun goes off when it goes off! Are you a fool?!"
"Tell all your people to stop... Ximen Longting, calm down!"