Lu Wanwan was shocked and immediately turned around to count.

There were exactly 12 people who fell on He Cheng's side. All of them were hit without missing a single shot! In other words, he had calculated it accurately from the beginning. There were 12 people holding guns on He Cheng's side, and the magazine capacity of the German P229 pistol was 12 rounds. So he snatched Nanchen's pistol and shot all of them in a few seconds.

The perverted thing is that all the gunmen were hit in the wrist, not other parts!

Under such an obvious disadvantage and with great pressure, he was still able to show such accurate shooting skills. Lu Wanwan absolutely did not believe that he had never played with a gun before!

Lu Guanghan said a few days ago that his grandfather had more military medals than her certificates, because he had actually experienced wars and crawled out of a pile of corpses.

And Han Jingmo was also quite...

This idol was beyond her expectations. Lu Wanwan was in a very complicated mood.

But the matter was not over yet. Although guns fell all over the floor on He Cheng's side, there were still other people who were not shot and bent down to pick up the guns.

Han Jingmo glanced at Leng Zhifeng indifferently.

Leng Zhifeng offered his gun with both hands.

Han Jingmo aimed neatly at one of the robbers and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet shot out quickly and hit the robber's hand.

The man screamed "Ah!!"

Han Jingmo pointed his gun at them and said in a cold voice: "Whoever dares to pick it up again, it won't be his hand that is hit."

When the others heard this, they stopped what they were doing, not daring to move, nor did they dare to question the credibility of his words. After all, all the 13 bullets just now hit the target, and no one dared to take the risk.

Han Jingmo glanced at Nanchen.

Nanchen understood, and immediately stepped forward with Leng Zhifeng to collect all the guns on the ground.

Lu Wanwan's heart finally fell, and it was not so dangerous anymore. At this time, he found that a layer of cold sweat appeared on his palms, and his mobile phone was almost soaked.

He Cheng covered his bleeding wrist, his face was pale, and his lips twitched in pain. He looked at Han Jingmo with eyes that seemed to want to eat him.

"Who paid you to beat her?" Han Jingmo casually turned the gun in his hand twice and threw it back to Leng Zhifeng.

Leng Zhifeng took it with fear, afraid that the gun would go off accidentally.

Lu Wanwan took a while to react before realizing that the "she" he was talking about was referring to herself, and that someone paid Huangmao to beat her. Her heart softened, and she thought to herself that he was still thinking about her at this time...

He Cheng gritted his teeth: "What can I tell you? If you have the ability, beat me to death!"

Han Jingmo curled his lips and smiled: "Okay, then I'll beat you to death."

Before He Cheng's brain could react, his body took a step back in fear. Then he stopped again, and said to his angry and defeated subordinates: "Come on, kill this pretty boy!"

Those who were not shot heard the order, but did not dare to move forward. The fear of walking between life and death just now was still engraved in their minds, and they had already developed a deep fear of the man in front of them. What's more, Nanchen and Leng Zhifeng behind them still had guns in their hands and could shoot them at any time.

He Cheng was furious, his eyes were bloodshot: "If you don't want to die, come on!"

Those subordinates looked at each other, and rushed towards Han Jingmo with anger in their hearts.

Leng Zhifeng wanted to raise his gun to fight them off, but Nanchen held him back with his hand: "These people can't even beat us, let alone him. We'll just watch him die without helping him this time."

Leng Zhifeng put down his gun after hearing

that it made sense. Lu Wanwan almost wanted to vomit blood. He was still holding a grudge against Han Jingmo for not helping him before. How could he keep on taking revenge?

But the situation was optimistic. Those people really couldn't beat Han Jingmo, and they were beaten to the point of vomiting blood.

Lu Wanwan's feet were numb from dodging, and he moved his body a little. However, during this movement, he found that there was a person standing in the shadow of dozens of meters behind He Cheng, and he was slowly moving forward.

Lu Wanwan was suddenly startled. This was like a horror movie!

Could this be He Cheng's trump card?

Because that person had been staying in the shadows, everyone else's eyes were focused on Han Jingmo, and no one noticed. At this time, this person was moving forward. It was obvious that his target was Han Jingmo.

Looking at the beautiful Han who was fighting, Lu Wanwan was refreshed. At this time, she had to be a hero to save the beauty!

She moved her feet carefully so as not to be discovered by others. She found a convenient position and seized the opportunity. Before that person attacked, Lu Wanwan rushed out as fast as an arrow.

She never knew that she, who couldn't run, could run so fast.

It was more than 20 meters away, and she ran to Han Jingmo in less than three seconds. She stretched out her hands to hold his waist, and used inertia to lead him to the side.

Just in time, she avoided the man's head-on attack.

Lu Wanwan was extremely glad that she was strong enough, otherwise it would be difficult to dodge with a grown man.

She still held Han Jingmo in her arms, wanting to imitate the idol dramas, pick him up like a princess, spin him around a few times and then slowly stop, and it would be best if there were a rain of petals, the two of them looked at each other affectionately, and the passion was so intense that it was out of control...

But just as she started to exert her strength and before she could pick up the beautiful Han, Han Jingmo hugged her tightly and she couldn't move at all.

Lu Wanwan suddenly felt difficulty breathing. Although she enjoyed the embrace of her male god, she had to say something to spoil the mood: "You...are going to strangle me to death, cough cough..."

Han Jingmo: "..."

Han Jingmo let go of her and took a look at the person who had just attacked. It was a man with a strand of red hair, holding a steel pipe in his hand. He had already stood back beside He Cheng.

The men also stopped their actions.

He Cheng was furious and his face was ashen. Who was this woman who suddenly rushed out? She ruined his good deeds just like that!

"Why are you here?" Han Jingmo stared at the other person and asked Lu Wanwan.

"You disappeared suddenly, so I came to look for you."

"How long have you been here?"

Lu Wanwan hesitated for a moment, and answered truthfully: "Before you said you would not help me."

Han Jingmo: "..." If I had known, I would not have said you would not help me. I should have behaved well.

Nanchen and Leng Zhifeng saw Lu Wanwan suddenly appear, and they were stunned for a while before they came to their senses. Their eyelids twitched violently, and they recalled the unpleasant memories of last night.

But they did not fight, but just stood at the back, and did not even notice the person hiding in the shadows, which was simply a dereliction of duty.

Seeing that their faces looked strange, Lu Wanwan said, "Don't doubt yourselves. I have good eyesight, so I found it." She was always trying to highlight her strengths in front of her idol. It was tiring.

After saying that, she looked up at Han Jingmo, but he had no expression on his face and didn't show any admiration at all. Lu Wanwan was upset. Wasn't good eyesight worthy of praise?

Nanchen and Leng Zhifeng had black lines on their faces and turned their heads to look at He Cheng.

"The person who was beaten came to us on his own initiative. That's perfect!" He Cheng saw Lu Wanwan's face clearly at this time and smiled sinisterly, "Want to know who paid to beat you up? Okay, I'll tell you after I beat him up!" As he said that, he pointed at the person who had just attacked with his uninjured hand.

Lu Wanwan frowned. Is this person very powerful?