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Chapter 12 Good marksmanship

The atmosphere in the hall became silent again.

Song Mingjing curled his lips, regretting that he did not see Hua Feihua's expression. It must be very exciting. He mentioned casually: "I heard that the girl was killed by her enemies when she was a child and her parents died tragically. Alas! Her beauty is poor and her beauty is miserable. The girl's fate is really pitiful and lamentable."

"Is the girl just wondering why the Situ family is almost extinct, but you two sisters, two four or five-year-old children, have become fish that missed the net? And the front foot was destroyed and the back foot was adopted by Hua Feihua. This seems to be a bit coincidental."

In the hall at this moment, Situ Duoqing and Situ Wuqing's sisters all changed their colors. After understanding Song Mingjing's words, their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Situ Wuqing stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Absurd, I'll listen to your nonsense!"

Then Song Mingjing's voice came slowly: "I heard a rumor that some evil people in the world, once they have a fancy child and have the intention of cultivating, they will take action to kill all the children's parents and brothers, and all their blood relatives. However, in order to prevent children from resentment in the future, they often do not take action by themselves. This is the so-called "destroying the common deeds". Of course, if the two girls think that what I said is nonsense, just listen to it as a joke."

How could Sister Situ be regarded as a joke?

Although they were only eighteen or nineteen years old, their hands were already covered in blood over the years, and they could not blink even if they killed people. At this time, they were already in a state of confusion.

Of course, they knew very well that this was purely a trick of sowing discord by Song Mingjing, but with Hua Feihua's cruel and ruthless style of doing things, it was not impossible to do such a thing.

The two couldn't help but turn their heads to Hua Feihua, and their eyes were full of suspicion.

"What are you all staring at me? Do you believe what he said? You haven't killed him and won the gold medal."

Hua Feihua's face was gloomy and terrifying. She threw away the cold words, snorted angrily, and her figure shot into the corridor like a whirlwind. She flew over the eaves and walked on the wall. The wall skin was shattered like tofu blocks as his legs twitched and fell off!

In an instant, Hua Feihua rushed to the place where Song Mingjing hid, and his flying legs were like a sledgehammer, and he swung his feet hard.

Song Mingjing evaded and moved backwards. He kicked the wall with a heavy force. Suddenly, the wall trembled with a buzzing sound, and large areas of wall skin shattered and sand and gravel splashed.

"Hua Feihua, you are so angry. Could it be that I am so guilty and want to kill someone to silence me?"

Song Mingjing stepped back several steps, laughing on his face, but in fact he was also surprised. He was just talking nonsense, just to provoke Situ sisters and Hua Feihua.

But now seeing Hua Feihua so angry, was he really confused by him?

Hua Feihua was useless, but his body was like an antelope, and with the help of the recoil force of the wall, he turned over and pulled his legs and fell down on Song Mingjing's neck.

This leg was like a knife and an axe. Once it was kicked, it would inevitably be a broken neck bone and the end of death on the spot, even with Song Mingjing's extraordinary physical fitness.

Song Mingjing also intercepted the legs, his legs were staggering in the air, making a "bang" echo. Both of them stood with one leg, swaying with their legs, and refused to give in to each other. Song Mingjing raised his head slightly, and his eyes covered by the brim of the hat faced Hua Feihua's sharp eyes.

Both of them stared at each other without blinking, their eyes striking in the air, as if a series of invisible sparks were blown up.

Two footsteps came, Situ Duoqing, and Situ Wuqing's sisters also entered the corridor at this time, standing several meters behind Hua Feihua.

A playful look appeared on Song Mingjing's face.

He chose the battlefield in this corridor because the corridor was narrow, and it was difficult for him or Hua Feihua to perform his skills. While this hindered him, it also greatly reduced the advantages brought by Hua Feihua's rich fighting experience.

Moreover, the fight between the two was already very narrow, and the Situ sisters could not come forward to join forces with Hua Feihua to attack and siege.

More importantly, after listening to his previous words, not only did he guard against the Situ sisters, but how could he feel at ease to hand over their backs with Hua Fei's suspicious personality?

Sure enough, Hua Feihua's eyes sterned, and the strength in her legs suddenly vented, and the stalemate was immediately broken.

Song Mingjing seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and jumped to Hua Feihua's chest.

Hua Feihua finally chose to retreat for the first time in the fight with Song Mingjing, and then welcomed Song Mingjing's fist, which was densely filled with raindrops.

The two of them fought with each other in a hurry. The clothes were rushing, and the fists and legs striking each other. The sound of firecrackers sounded in the corridor. Sometimes, the fists and feet fell on the wall, and the wall immediately shattered and dust flew over.

With a "boom", Hua Feihua hit the wall with a heavy blow, causing a severe shock, and several wall tiles suddenly sank in, and were beaten loosely and swaying.

Song Mingjing took off his hat with his backhand and flew out at Hua Feihua's eyes. At the same time, he pulled away his body and pulled out his gun to shoot.

Hua Feihua's pupils shrank. Even if an ordinary person holds a gun, he would not take it seriously at all. But if a person who is similar to him holds a gun, the concept is different.

Almost an instinctive reaction of his body, he slammed his legs on the ground and raised his body, which was more flexible and agile than a swallow. In the blink of an eye, he arrived behind Situ Duoqing and Situ Wuqing's sisters, and used the two as shields.

Puff puff puff!

Three shots were shot out almost at the same time, and three bullets passed through the gaps in the figure of Situ sisters like they had eyes, hitting Hua Feihua.

Hua Fei retreated again, but suddenly retreated, and just a flash came out of the corridor.

Situ Duoqing and Wuqing sisters reacted a little slower, and it was too late. Just as they were about to turn around and run away, the cold gun had already pointed at them.

The two of them immediately stopped and did not dare to act rashly.

Hua Feihua's voice came from outside the corridor: "You have fired three shots, and there are still three shots left!"

Song Mingjing slowly stepped forward, and his gun hit Situ Duoqing's forehead. Then he slowly moved downward, pressing against her rosy thin lips, and smiled and said, "Three shots of three people are not much, not much at all!"

This is the real meeting between Situ sisters. Situ Duoqing wore green clothes, slim and graceful, with a slightly baby fat face, but with her charming eyes that seemed to be able to speak, it gave people a different charm.

But at this moment, Situ Duoqing tried her best to keep calm on her face, but Song Mingjing could feel her body trembling slightly.

Situ Wuqing is a beautiful man in men's clothes, but his face is cold and he always has the scent of being away from strangers.
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