The male bodyguard just waved his hand gently, and there was a muffled sound in an instant. When Zhan Lele looked at the throwing knife again, he found that it had pierced the center of the dart board hanging on the wall.
The red heart part was firmly inserted on it. Zhan Lele was startled by the sudden exposure of the male bodyguard's hand, and couldn't help but secretly cheer.
"How about it, my great bodyguard, it's time for you to show your hand, right?" Long Qingxue folded her arms in front of her chest and smiled contemptuously at Zhan Lele.
Zhan Lele smiled awkwardly. At this time, she wished that there was a crack in the ground so that she could get in and avoid being laughed at. If she had known that this was so useful, she should have learned from the old man.
.If you study hard, you may not need to be so embarrassed today.
Teng Weixiang didn't know what Zhan Lele was thinking at this time. He always thought that Zhan Lele was being modest. No wonder, Zhan Lele did it three times, and among these three times, Zhan Lele's flying hand was very fast.
And accurate.
"Mr. Zhan, you're welcome, just show your true strength. I also want to know how powerful Mr. Zhan is." Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele and smiled gently.[
Zhan Lele cursed Teng Weixiang a hundred times in his heart, cursed Long Qingxue a thousand times, and even cursed the male bodyguard who threw the flying knife accurately ten thousand times!
'There is no other way, just die!' Zhan Lele said fiercely in her heart, and then she saw her hand turned over, and a delicate small flying knife appeared in Zhan Lele's hand with a whoosh.
With a cry, Zhan Lele threw his hands violently, and a silver light flashed across him.
Then...then I heard someone shouting urgently: "Miss Long, be careful!"
I saw that the flying knife that Zhan Lele had thrown forward actually ran to the back, and it was aimed straight at Long Qingxue.
The male bodyguard standing next to Long Qingxue had quick eyes and quick hands. After exclaiming, he quickly stretched out his hand to pull Long Qingxue.
This pull immediately saved Long Qingxue's life, and the sword whizzed away close to Long Qingxue's ear, cutting off several strands of her hair at the same time.
With a thud, the silver flying knife hit the wall, then fell to the ground, jumped a few times and stopped moving.
At this time, Long Qingxue was so scared that her face turned blue, her body was shaking violently, and her eyes were filled with Zhan Lele.
When Zhan Lele saw Long Qingxue's appearance, she was so frightened that she quickly apologized to Long Qingxue and said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Miss Long, I'm so sorry!"
It took a long time for Long Qingxue to react, and she pointed at Zhan Lele's nose and shouted: "What on earth do you mean? Why did you throw Xi Dao at me? What kind of hatred do you and I have?!"
Zhan Lele smiled awkwardly and said: "I really didn't mean that, and I don't know why. I clearly flew the knife forward, but who knew it would turn and change direction? I'm really sorry.
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"Humph, you just did it on purpose. Don't apologize to me. I don't accept it!" Long Qingxue was very angry with Zhan Lele. Then she looked at Teng Weixiang and said coquettishly: "Wei Xiang, you saw it too, right?
This little bodyguard has no ability at all. You should just fire him, otherwise you will die at the hands of this person."