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Chapter 900

We can't continue to waste like this.

The man jumped back suddenly, but Feng Yiyue still pulled the black cloth off his face.

The man's face was also exposed to the air.

Feng Yiyue looked at the man's appearance and raised her eyebrows: "I remember you."

The black cloth was in Feng Yiyue's hand, and the man finally took out the gun that had been on his waist.

"I originally planned to capture you alive, but it seems impossible now. You really surprised me."

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Feng Yiyue.

The man showed a cruel smile.

"I will send you to see Feng Xinwan now."

Feng Yiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and her mind was spinning a thousand times.

"boom!"

The man was not sloppy at all, the bullet flew out and pointed directly at Feng Yiyue's heart.

But Feng Yiyue's speed was not slow, and she dodged by grazing the edge of the bullet.

"Bang bang!"

The man fired again, moving away from Feng Yiyue while firing.

He wanted to shoot Feng Yiyue to death, but even if he missed, he still wanted to use this time to give himself a chance to escape.

It will be too difficult to kill Feng Yiyue this time.

He must send the news back, and Feng Yiyue must die.

If things continue like this, Feng Yiyue really has too many possibilities. One day she will definitely walk in front of her lord as she said...

Of course, Feng Yiyue had no intention of letting the man go. Knowing that the man wanted to take the opportunity to escape, Feng Yiyue clenched her swords tightly and looked for a hiding place while gradually getting closer to the man.

The man didn't know whether it was because he was dazzled or because Feng Yiyue was not as fast as ordinary people.

In short, as he kept moving back, Feng Yiyue got closer and closer to him.

The man fired the gun empty, and the expression on his face showed cracks.

Feng Yiyue did not dodge anymore and charged directly with her two swords.

There was a smile on the man's face that showed success.

Do you really think I have no bullets?

Saying this, the man pulled the trigger again.

Giving up on escaping, he used his body as a guide, just to lure Feng Yiyue to an open place without shelter, and then hit her with one shot!

This is the last bullet.

However, when the man pulled the trigger, Feng Yiyue showed no signs of panic.

"I keep counting, idiot."

Feng Yiyue opened her lips lightly. Under the man's surprised gaze, Feng Yiyue jumped up and plunged her two knives directly into the man's arms!

"Ah!" The man still cried out in pain at this moment.

The trigger was not pulled in the end, the gun fell to the ground, and Feng Yiyue quickly drew out the two knives.

Just when Feng Yiyue was about to give the man a fatal blow, a figure jumped out from not far away like lightning.

Feng Yiyue hurriedly dodged.

The long-haired woman in a tight black leather jacket hugged the man tightly in her arms.

"sting?"

The man opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the woman hugging him, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Kill her, and there will be no future troubles!"

The woman pursed her lips slightly: "I'll take you away first. I have plenty of time to kill her."

The man shook his head: "She must die now."

Feng Yiyue is a heretic. If she stays for another day, she will be a threat. She must die!

Seeing her companion's persistence, the woman looked at Feng Yiyue with murderous intent in her eyes.

Feng Yiyue's hands holding the two swords were trembling slightly.

I resisted this woman's attack just now, but I didn't expect that this woman has extraordinary strength. Her entire arm is now numb.

Not surprisingly, this woman should be...


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