There was a noise from behind, like the sound of shoe soles grinding on gravel. Rong Lingling quickly turned around and saw a figure next to a black car.
The figure was tall and tall, about 1.8 meters tall. With the light of his cell phone, Rong Lingling saw the sharp knife firmly held in his right hand.
It turns out that the person who came here is ill-intentioned.
There was no trace of fear of danger on her face. The figure gave a ferocious smile and took a step forward, "As expected of the person who was specifically ordered to do so, this little girl is very courageous!"
He spoke with a strange accent. Rong Lingling frowned and judged that he was not a local.
It seems that he was ordered by someone again, but he doesn’t know who is behind the scenes.
Could it be someone sent by Pan Kechang?
If so, his movements were too fast; if not, it meant that there were still people who she had not noticed before who were eyeing her.
There's trouble on both ends.
"Were you preparing for a secret attack just now?" Rong Lingling's gaze remained on the knife in his hand.
He wanted to sneak up on her and kill her with one blow, but he didn't expect his position to be exposed by a small pool of gravel on the ground.
In a silent environment, even the faintest sound will be infinitely amplified.
"How naive!"
Hearing her taunt, the killer was enraged and stabbed her with a knife!
Even if he is exposed, so what, can he still not be able to defeat a little girl in her twenties?
Although it is indeed convenient to do it in the dark and avoid a lot of trouble, judging from the current situation, a head-on confrontation is completely feasible.
Few people come here, so they won’t be discovered at all.
Rong Linngling turned sideways to avoid his knife, and at the same time looked for opportunities to snatch it away.
She didn't bring any self-defense tools with her. If she was injured by his knife, she would suffer a big loss.
Neither of the two people in the fight noticed that a car stopped not far away, and the owner of the car was watching them quietly.
Mo Chifeng watched intently, his thin lips gradually raised.
Although it was inconvenient to see anything in the night, he was still able to judge the slender figure in front of him, as nimble as a cat, based on his body shape and time, and determined that it was Rong Lingling.
It’s really not that simple.
In the eyes of the people of the imperial capital, Rong Lingling, the eldest daughter of the Rong family who has been gold-plated for four years in country Y, is notorious but has a good skin. In fact, she has extraordinary skills.
Who will believe this if it is spread?
But it happened right in front of his eyes.
He lamented again that he had not made a mistake, and the rumors he had found about her did not seem to be groundless.
He turned on his phone, edited a message and went out, then opened the car door.
He didn't intend to be a spectator the whole time, he didn't want Rong Lingling to get hurt, and he also wanted to know the origin of the man she was fighting with.
The knife in the man's hand had been kicked aside by Rong Lingling, and he was covering his important parts with both hands, unable to straighten his back in pain.
If it weren't for her trickery, he wouldn't have let go of the knife.
As for Rong Lingling, he didn't get much benefit from it, and his left shoulder was almost numb.
The man gritted his teeth and punched Rong Lingling hard.
Rong Lingling knew the power contained in this punch. Just as he was about to dodge, he saw an arm stretching out from behind, following the man's strength, catching his arm and twisting it off.
"Mo Chi Feng?" Rong Lingling turned around.
Why did Mo Chifeng come here?
"It's too boring. I don't want to go back, so I came here to take a look." He made up an excuse and stared at Rong Lingling.
The person opposite has obviously received professional training, his movements are neat and vicious, and his physical strength is better than hers, but she can fight him to a tie, which shows that her skills are indeed not bad.