"It's so embarrassing for you to lose at the hands of a woman." The woman helped the man sit down on the spot.
The man clutched his abdominal wound, feeling dizzy and unable to argue.
In fact, Feng Yiyue really surprised him.
"Be careful, she is not simple."
Hearing what the man said, the woman looked at Feng Yiyue with disdain: "I can kill her in one minute."
The two of them spoke without hesitation in front of Feng Yiyue. Feng Yiyue clenched her swords tightly. This woman was difficult to deal with.
"Kill me. No one can come up with an antidote to the poison in your body. You will die within an hour!" Feng Yiyue looked at the man fearlessly.
Upon hearing this, the woman was a little surprised.
"You're actually still poisoned?"
The man's face was also filled with an expression that was hard to describe at this moment.
"Hahaha... Even if Feng Yiyue dies, I will let you die clearly." The woman suddenly laughed loudly.
"This is a sting. How can a person who has tried all kinds of poisons since he was a child be poisoned? Can he tell lies without drafting them?" The woman looked at Feng Yiyue with disdain, as if she was watching a joke.
Hearing what the woman said, Feng Yiyue was not panicked at all.
"It's just a poison. Do you really think he is immune to a hundred poisons?"
"Who stipulated that this poison can only be poisonous?"
Hearing what Feng Yiyue said, the arrogant expression on the woman's face gradually became stiff, and then she turned to look at the man behind her.
"Sting, is what she said true? Are you really poisoned?!" The woman's eyes were full of disbelief.
How is this possible? The sting is invulnerable to all poisons. How could it be stung by Feng Yiyue?
Zing nodded incomprehensibly.
He didn't take it to heart at first. After all, people like him have been dealing with various poisons all year round, and their bodies have long been immune. But he didn't expect that Feng Yiyue would be caught off guard.
The poison on her swords was actually useful to him, and the immunity he was proud of disappeared at this moment.
Thinking of how he had been tortured and tortured by various poisons and insects day and night when he was young, he originally thought that he must be invulnerable to all poisons, but now Feng Yiyue's intervention has broken the physique that he was once proud of.
What does all these years count?
"You are really an unexpected surprise, Feng Yiyue." The woman looked at Feng Yiyue, her eyes full of excitement.
The waste they originally thought could be easily solved did not expect it to bring them so many surprises.
"I really want to cut off your head right now to see if you have any weird ideas." The woman excitedly rubbed her hands.
"Sting, since you have been poisoned, there is nothing you can do. Don't blame me."
Zheng shook his head, looked at Feng Yiyue and said, "Kill her to avoid future troubles."
"Prepare the way for our master."
The last words were spoken in a very low voice. Feng Yiyue could only guess based on the shape of his mouth, but did not hear what he actually said.
The woman nodded: "Of course I know."
The woman had no intention of stalling for time with Feng Yiyue. At this moment, Feng Yiyue's location was very open and there was no place to hide.
The woman took out her gun and looked at Feng Yiyue with a ferocious smile: "You are very powerful. If you train me, maybe I won't be as good as you, but you don't have time. If you want to blame it, it's your own bad fate and the wrong birth!"
After saying that, the woman loaded the gun with lightning speed and pulled the trigger.
Feng Yiyue's speed is not slow, but no matter how fast she is, she can't compare with bullets.
The woman seemed to be playing a cat and mouse game with Feng Yiyue, watching Feng Yiyue flee in a hurry but not giving Feng Yiyue a fatal blow.
"Yan Nan, don't waste time."
Sting spoke slowly.
At this moment, he just wanted to give Feng Yiyue a clean ending.
People like her should not be teased like this before they die.
"Don't worry, I'm just trying to vent my anger on your behalf."
Looking at her coldly, Yan Nan shrugged helplessly: "Okay, I'll kill her now."
Aim and shoot.
Just when Yan Nan was about to pull the trigger, the roar of a Harley-Davidson motorcycle came with a thunderous roar.
