Qiao Wanyue moved so fast that no one could react in time.
She had already stood in front of Kill Wolf, holding a gun to his forehead.
The wolf-killer's eyes were filled with astonishment.
Are both of them skilled in martial arts?
Qiao Wanyue doesn't know martial arts. It's just that in her previous life, Zhong Qingqing would beat and scold her at the drop of a hat, and Yang Huaiyuan would also attack her when things didn't go well at work. Over time, she developed her own way of defending herself.
Moreover, she had been nourishing her body with the spiritual spring water during this time, and she could feel her body becoming lighter and lighter. Just now, when she saw the wolf in pain, her body reacted before her mind.
"Use your life to save your mother-in-law's." Kill Wolf chuckled mockingly.
Qiao Wanyue's lips curled up slightly.
She certainly wouldn't resort to such a foolish and outrageous method as trading her life for another.
She has a spatial dimension and spiritual spring water. As long as she isn't killed instantly by a gunshot, there's a chance her life can be saved. And when she encounters danger, she can take advantage of the chaos to hide in her spatial dimension. She's tried it; she can control the spatial dimension with her consciousness.
They killed the wolf only because she was looking for death.
He completely ignored Qiao Wanyue's threat, slowly squatted down to pick up his gun, and sure enough, he saw a pebble on the ground.
He suddenly stood up and looked around, his gaze finally settling on the second-to-last carriage of the train, the one he had just stepped out of, where two men were standing at the door.
One was dressed elegantly, while the other wore a hat and had a full beard, obscuring his face, but his gaze was fixed on Qiao Wanyue.
His gaze was almost fixed on the bearded man.
"careful."
The wolf's neck was slashed, and blood gushed out.
Qiao Wanyue raised her hand and struck, her hands still stained with bright red blood.
"Damn it."
Kill Wolf clutched his neck, gritting his teeth. Just half a centimeter away from the wound, there was another wound, as deep as a thumb, which had never been treated and whose skin was turned outwards like a baby's mouth.
He didn't expect Qiao Wanyue to actually dare to make a move.
Kill Wolf picked up the knife at his waist and fought back.
His swordsmanship was fast and ruthless, aimed directly at Qiao Wanyue's life.
Qiao Wanyue was not to be outdone. A retractable knife appeared in her hand at some point. The palm-sized knife was suddenly pulled out to be twenty centimeters long. She then used it as a center point to spread her invisible hand around herself.
Her swordsmanship was unpredictable, fast and ruthless; anyone who tried to get close to her would be scratched by the sharp blade.
Kill Wolf and his brothers were slashed several times. Kill Wolf pointed his gun at Qiao Wanyue, but she was very light and agile. His bullets hit his own brothers, killing three of them, while Qiao Wanyue was unharmed.
The wolf, unwilling to accept defeat, turned red in the eyes and charged at Qiao Wanyue like a madman.
At this moment, the sniper who was lying in ambush also took aim.
Kill Wolf and Qiao Wanyue distanced themselves, giving the gunman ample space. He had originally aimed at Kill Wolf's legs, as his superiors had instructed him to leave the body intact. However, just half a minute ago, a voice came through his communicator.
[Kill the wolf and die]
He adjusted his aim and aimed at the man's forehead.
Bang
He responded immediately.
However, it wasn't the wolf killer who fell, but the brother he used as a shield.
"Big...you."
"Brother, rest in peace, I will avenge you."
Kill Wolf's eyes were filled with bloodlust. In the past, these people would not point guns at his forehead and would spare his life unless absolutely necessary. These people were very foolish, always wanting to capture him alive to claim the reward.
But now they want his life.
There must be a bigger secret about him.
His gaze fell on the train carriage door, but the bearded man from before was gone, replaced by a man in a blue vest.
The man held a book, his brow slightly furrowed.
His gaze was subtly observing this side.
Killing Wolves understands.
He was abandoned.
A flash of resentment crossed his eyes. When he cooperated with that person, he knew that this person was no ordinary man.
He was disdainful. He had escaped from the police so many times, and so many people had never caught him. How could he possibly lose to three old, weak, sick, and disabled people? But what he didn't expect was...
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