This gun was given to her by Lu Fan for self-defense after she came back from Jinling. It has always been kept in her personal bag and has never been taken out.
And today is not her first time shooting. Tang Huanxi used to be the first female gunner of the Nandu Shooting Club, but later she had to give up this hobby because of her family's financial difficulties.
This is in line with Tang Huanxi's goddess temperament, either don't do it, just do it, and you must do your best.
The moment the gunshot rang out, Tang Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it was a small-caliber self-defense short gun, at such a close distance, she was still 100% sure to kill the opponent with one blow.
However, when she looked out the car door to confirm the target's situation, a scene she would never forget appeared.
I saw that the young man was still standing at the door, not moving at all.
A delicate face that even women envy was blocked by a raised hand.
The back of his hand was facing himself, and the palm of his hand was facing Tang Huanxi.
Put your five fingers together...like a gesture of catching a bullet.
"No, it's impossible..."
Tang Huanxi looked at that hand with a pale face, shaking her head with messy hair.
Five fingers, slowly open them.
"Bata."
A bullet, still smoking, fell from the palm of his hand.
Tang Huanxi even saw a fleeting white halo in the young man's palm.
If Lu Fan were here, he would definitely open his eyes in shock.
Infuriating body protection!
This young man is a pure ancient martial arts master!
The young man just threw away the bullet in his palm, feeling extremely calm.
"Tang Huanxi, come with me." The young man's voice was inexplicably sinister, making people tremble.
Tang Huanxi's pretty face has no color at all...
"Okay, I'll go with you, but you have to promise me that you won't hurt Lu Fan." Tang Huanxi's voice was extremely calm, as if he had made a big decision.
The young man's face remained extremely calm, without saying anything, he reached out his hand again and grabbed the goddess's white swan-like neck.
Suddenly! A strange sound erupted in the air.
The young man's expression changed slightly.
I saw a ghostly figure coming out of the sky in an instant, with murderous intent, and drove directly into the young man's back.
The young man's outstretched hand suddenly retracted, he turned around and dodged the blow as if he was leisurely walking.
Yang Zipei, with her long hair flying, stood calmly in front of the rear door of the Mercedes-Benz, forming a protective position between the young man and Tang Huanxi.
Tang Huanxi's pretty face changed slightly, and she looked at the woman with flying black hair in front of her. She knew this person... Chen Feng's secretary to the president, from Tianhua Group, and the current manager of Emerald Valley, but... why did Yang Zipei appear?
Are you here? Are you here to protect yourself? But why would you let her protect you...
"You have crossed the line." Yang Zipei stared at the young man in front of her, her voice low and cold.
The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the woman who suddenly appeared with deep curiosity.
"My target is Tang Huanxi, not you." The young man's voice was cold and without any waves.
Yang Zipei snorted coldly: "If you don't listen to my advice, then you will be my target."
The young man's eyes narrowed, seemingly ignoring Yang Zipei's threat, and calmly stepped forward again... Tonight, his goal was to take Tang Huanxi away.
Those who stand in the way will die!
Yang Zipei's beautiful eyes condensed into a line, like a wild cat, and her slender legs wearing high heels suddenly lifted up!
"Whoosh!" The leg whip tore through the air, turned into an afterimage and flew past, kicking towards the young man as fast as lightning!
At this moment, the young man's pupils shrank for a while. His feet did not move at all, but he had already raised his hand and grabbed the high-heeled shoes that were being kicked...
"boom!"
A dull sound of vibrations in the air suddenly exploded.
The moment the young man's palm touched the heel of the shoe, he suddenly stopped his hand. The steps under his feet surged instantly, and the afterimage of his body flickered, and he moved to avoid it in an instant.
"Whoosh!" The attack of the leg whip did not slow down at all, and the cold light from the high heels flew rapidly along his neck. The distance was so close that even the sharp cold light almost cut his skin...
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The whip leg missed the target, and Yang Zipei did not pause. She danced her delicate body, raised her leg and kicked out again! The air seemed to be torn apart, forming two extremes, and the sound of breaking through the air was roaring!
At this moment, time and space seemed to have frozen!
The young man did not dare to challenge, and his face showed a rare look of solemnity. Suddenly, he grabbed the wooden box behind him with his backhand, and violently held it across his chest to resist!
"Boom!" The unparalleled whip leg continued to hit the wooden box on the young man's chest! The thick wooden box instantly shattered into pieces!
A terrifying aura...emerged instantly like a terrifying torrent!
A black iron spear that was filled with cold air suddenly appeared! It was held in the hand of the young man, and a terrifying cold murderous intention suddenly bloomed!
