After returning from Jinling, Lu Fan gave her self-defense, and she kept it in her close-fitting bag and never took it out.

And today, it was not the first time she fired a shot. Tang Huanxi was once the number one female gunman in the Nandu Shooting Club. However, because her family was in decline, she had to give up this hobby.

This is very consistent with Tang Huanxi's goddess temperament. Either don't do it, as long as you do it, you must do the best.

At the moment when the gunshots were crisp, Tang Huanxi breathed a light sigh.

Although she was a small-caliber self-defense gun, she was still 100% sure of being able to kill the opponent with one blow.

However, when she looked out the car door and confirmed the target situation, a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life appeared.

I saw that the young man was still standing at the door, not moving at all.

A delicate face that women envied was blocked by a raised hand.

The back of his hand was aimed at him and the palm was aimed at Tang Huanxi.

Five fingers are put together... like a stance of catching bullets.

"No, it's impossible..."

Tang Huanxi looked at the hand with a pale face and shook his head in a messy bun.

Five fingers, slowly spread.

"Ba"

A bullet that was 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 was here, he would have opened his eyes wide in shock.

True Qi protects the body!

This young man is a pure master of ancient martial arts!

The young man threw away the bullets in his palm, and was extremely calm.

"Tang Huanxi, come with me." The young man's voice was inexplicably stern, which made people tremble.

Tang Huanxi's pretty face no longer has any color...

"Okay, I'll follow 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 was still extremely calm. He said nothing. He poked his hand out again and grabbed the goddess's neck like a white swan.

Suddenly! A strange sound broke out in the air.

The young man's face changed slightly.

A ghostly figure suddenly broke through the air, with a murderous aura and rushed directly into the young man's back.

The young man's hand that stretched out suddenly retracted, took a step and avoided the attack like a wandering strolling in the garden.

Yang Zipei had long hair flying, and stood calmly in front of the back door of the Mercedes-Benz, forming a protective position between the young man and Tang Huanxi.

Tang Huanxi's pretty face changed slightly. Looking at the woman with black hair in front of her, she knew this person... Chen Feng's presidential secretary, a member of Tianhua Group, and the current manager of Emerald Valley, but... Why did Yang Zipei appear here? Was he here to protect himself? But why could she let her take action to protect...

"You have crossed the line." Yang Zipei stared at the young man in front of him, his voice low and cold.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the woman who suddenly appeared curiously.

"My target is Tang Huanxi, not you." The young man's voice was very cold, without any slight turmoil.

Yang Zipei snorted coldly: "If you don't listen to advice, then my goal is you."

The young man's eyes narrowed, as if he ignored Yang Zipei's threat at all, and stepped forward calmly and calmly... Tonight, his goal was to take Tang Huanxi away.

The one who blocks, die!

Yang Zipei's beautiful eyes condensed into a line, like a wild cat, her slender legs in high heels suddenly raised!

"Swoosh!" The leg whip directly tore open the air, turned into a afterimage, and kicked at the young man quickly, as fast as lightning!

At this moment, the young man's pupils contracted, and his feet had not moved at all, but he had already raised his hand and grabbed the high heels that he had kicked...

"Bang!"

A dull air vibration suddenly exploded.

The young man suddenly stopped his hand as his palm touched the heel of his shoe. His steps under his feet surged instantly, and his body's afterimage flashed, moving and avoiding him in an instant.

"Swoosh!" The attack of the leg whip did not diminish at all. The cold light kicked out of the high heels swept quickly along his neck. The distance was so close that even the sharp cold light almost cut through his skin...

The whip leg did not hit the target, Yang Zipei did not stop, danced with a delicate body, and raised his leg and kicked out again! The air seemed to have been torn apart, forming two extremes, and the sound of breaking through the air!

At this moment, time and space seemed to solidify!

The young man dared not to shake him, and his face rarely showed a solemn look. Suddenly, he held the wooden box behind him with his backhand and suddenly crossed his chest to block it!

"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!
Chapter completed!