An Jingxing knew that this man was very unpredictable, but he didn't expect him to do this.
She did feel extremely humiliated by what had just happened on the bidding stage, but she did not expect that he would actually give her this opportunity to avenge herself.
Looking at the black pistol handed over by the man, An Jingxing felt a flash of hesitation in his heart.
"Don't you dare?" As if aware of her mental activity, the man's mouth slightly raised, seeming to be a bit sarcastic. There seemed to be some unclear emotions in his dark blue eyes.
An Jingxing couldn't see clearly, but was slightly stung by the ridicule. He snatched the pistol from his hand, picked it up like he had seen on TV, and pressed the wrench hard, but found that he couldn't press it down.
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"Haha, that's not how the gun fires." The man's voice was very low, and even when he smiled, it had a cello-like magnetism, which made people feel slightly addicted.
It was such a charm that made An Jingxing slightly stunned. However, in the next moment, she suddenly felt a touch of warmth in her right hand holding the gun.
When she came back to her senses, she found that the man's fair and slender fingers had wrapped around her little hand holding the pistol, and his thumb moved slightly.
The safety catch of the pistol was opened, the man's index finger came to where she was holding the wrench, and his warm breath fell on her ear.
"Aim, hold the butt of the gun."
She couldn't help but react according to his order, and the next moment, his fingers exerted slight force, and suddenly, there was a "bang" gunshot, which made her mouth hurt.
"Ah!" A cry of pain sounded from not far away.
Seeing the bright red blood splattering, An Jingxing finally returned to the situation. This was the first time she had hurt someone with a gun, and it was also the first time she had faced such a bloody scene. It was inevitable that she would feel a little uncomfortable, and even a little nervous.
Nausea.
But she forced herself not to spit it out, and her face became increasingly pale. She endured the discomfort, but never let go of the hand holding the gun.
This man deserves to die!
Thinking about how he treated her just now on the bidding stage, she wanted to cut him to death with a thousand knives. Coupled with all the crimes the man said about him later, she felt more and more that she would just let him die.
A hundred times would not be enough to offset the sins he had committed.
Tang Qianrong kept looking at An Jingxing's profile. Although he had seen her strength before, he still didn't expect that she could persist to this point.
This girl's tenacity always made him admire her with admiration time and time again.
After Tang Qianrong taught An Jingxing how to shoot, An Jingxing fired several more shots himself, causing Yan Chenghui to pass out from the pain.
But An Jingxing was still holding the gun, and his face was pale and somewhat transparent.
"That's enough." The man's low voice suddenly came to mind in her ears. An Jingxing seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare. When she saw the man not far away who had been beaten by her so hard that she could barely see his appearance.
At that moment, she almost threw away the pistol in fright.
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An Jingxing could no longer remember how he left the room. All he could vaguely remember in his memory was a pair of warm hands, holding him, and kept walking, and kept walking...
Then, she fell asleep at some point.
The impression after that became even more blurry.
The person who took him away at that time could only be that man. After all, there was no one else in the room except the two of them...
She has never been able to figure out his thoughts, and even now... she still has no clue.
After all, it hadn't even been 24 hours since they met, but why... did he feel like there was more to him than that?
