Chapter 654: Bring the crippled person to me
Okay.
I really thought she was made of clay.
Nan Jiaojiao shot out. This time, it didn't hit the heart by a millimeter, but directly hit the heart.
The other party didn’t even have time to say a word, and fell off the horse with wide eyes. The equally frightened horse suddenly raised its neck and hissed, fell sideways to the ground, and hit the horse’s neck with the horse next to it. The two horses got entangled, and the man on the horse jumped down.
Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes.
Since just now, this man has been giving instructions on how to outflank her. The formation is very chaotic, but he has never panicked.
He glanced at the gun in Nan Jiaojiao's hand and smiled: "Miss Nan, you should be out of bullets. What are you going to do next?"
Miss Nan?
He called her Miss Nan?
It seems that they are not the enemies they made when they killed the alliance.
Since she came to Rongcheng, if she had any hatred, there was only one other than Ji Mingyue and Jiang Xiangyue who had disappeared.
She sneered, threw the pistol at the man's feet, and stretched out the riding crop hard.
"What should I do? Don't mess with me. Horse whips don't have eyesight. Who will be responsible if they are whipped to death?"
The man's eyes were shocked. There were at least ten people on his side. As for Nan Jiaojiao, a woman with a child, how could she have the confidence?
He sneered and gritted his teeth and said, "Arrogant!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his men split into two groups, five dismounted and five mounted, holding either long whips or pistols in their hands.
Nan Jiaojiao took off her coat and covered Bo Qingshan.
He said: "Lie down and don't dismount if you hear any noise."
After saying that, he stepped on the stirrups, raised his body, slapped the saddle with his palm, and before landing, whipped A roll on the top of the head will sweep away all the bullets fired.
Bo Qingshan on the horse's back was not injured at all.
Immediately, her speed was so fast that it was invisible to the naked eye. In just ten seconds, she swept away all the pistols in everyone's hands. After the long whip, a bloody red mark appeared on their wrists.
Nan Jiaojiao stood under the horse, holding a long whip, the hairpin half rolled, and a strand of hair hanging from her left shoulder.
It is clearly a delicate and beautiful face, but the temperament is too cold and expressionless, but it is as sharp as a knife. There is not even a drop of blood on the body, only the top of the whip has blood dripping on it. In the snow.
It spread instantly.
Before the leading man could put away his sarcastic expression, the people on his side even knocked down their weapons and looked at her with sudden horror.
"Who are you, you?"
Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, "Your ancestor."
"Fuck!"
The man spat, "Fight her in close combat and kill her to death!"
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, but she smiled.
No one in the League of Killers dared to fight her in close combat, but these turtle grandsons were quite courageous.
However, Bo Qingshan was there, and she still couldn't let go. Not only did she have a whip, but her enemies also had it. If there was a whip that didn't have eyes, it would be whipped onto the horse's back, stimulating the horse. He went crazy and ran out with Bo Qingshan on his back. What if there was an accident?
Thinking this way, she deliberately lured him away during the fight.
She always had the upper hand, and no one could get any advantage from her. When she was about to solve it in one go, a gunshot suddenly rang out.
"Miss Nan, look at this."
The leading man grabbed Bo Qingshan off the horse at some point, and he put a pistol against Bo Qingshan's head.
"Miss Nan, we didn't intend to hurt you, we just wanted to ask you to come with us, but the employer said it was best to bring you crippled before us. It's because we are not strong enough, but - ”
(End of this chapter)