Chapter 171 You... Who are you?
However, due to the difference in height and strength, the four of them can only be tied, and no one can take advantage of the other!

The two tall men didn't expect a little girl at all, and they could even tie with them!
The man who fought with her felt like he lost all face!
Unbearable, he showed a vicious face, and stretched out his hand to draw a gun
Yang Feixue checked the distance with her eyes, she must be unable to stop her, she was ready to hide, but at this very moment!

All the people suddenly felt a burst of angina and fell to the ground at the same time!
Only Yang Feixue stood there alone, looking at them coldly!

The hostility in her body was raging out of control, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.
Like crazy, he punched and kicked the two men on the ground!
The powerful force kicked out the gun from the man's waist
And the two men kept rolling on the ground in pain!
One of the men had a pained expression on his ashen-colored face, his pupils were wide open and he asked in horror, "Who... are you?"

Yang Feixue picked up the gun on the ground with a cold face, loaded it expressionlessly, gently raised the pistol, and aimed it at his heart.
The two men were so frightened that they kept moving back!

It never occurred to her that this was just a little girl, the aura and ruthlessness she exuded from her whole body was like a demon in the presence of a demon.

Especially her frightening gaze seemed to cut them into pieces, and the coldness that fell to the ground was so painful that she broke out in a cold sweat.

It was only at this moment that Yang Feixue let out a muffled snort, and Yang Feixue closed her eyes, only then did she think of him!

She quickly took out a black pill from her bag, walked to his side, and said coldly: "Open your mouth!"

Without hesitation, she moved her lips coldly, and she threw the medicine directly into his mouth, and it melted in his mouth!
After a while, he felt that his strength had recovered, and the pain in his heart was no longer so painful!

Yang Feixue was like a demon, with a gun in her hand, she approached step by step the two men who were still writhing in pain on the ground.

The cold gaze seemed to penetrate their souls, and the strong sense of oppression made them feel creepy.
"Where is the person?" Yang Feixue's gaze was like a knife, but her heart was full of anger!

The knuckles of the little fingers holding the gun have already turned white, and the sharp eyes narrowed slightly!

The gun was already on the head of one of the men!

"Don't kill me, ah...it hurts...!" The man couldn't stand the pain!

His lips had started to turn black, and he fainted from the pain immediately after speaking, and the other man also fainted from the pain!
Yang Feixue stood up suddenly, and said as she walked, "Find a rope to tie them up, and I'll go find my mother first!"

"Yes, miss!" Leng Qing stood up from the ground and started looking for ropes everywhere!

Yang Feixue turned on the light here, and the dilapidated factory building smelled of corrosion!
There was still a smell of blood in the air, and she frowned!
A very bad feeling welled up in her heart, and she held her breath.

He frantically pushed open all the doors until he saw the last door.

There was still a lock on the door, and the blood on the lock shocked her!

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, and her throat rolled violently!

Facing the door, he began to kick desperately, like a madman.

Her feet were bleeding, but she didn't seem to feel any pain.
In the end, he exhausted all his strength, kicked his mouth violently and let out a hysterical scream, "Ah..."

Her cry resounded throughout the workshop, making Leng Qing outside startled, she lowered her eyes, and speeded up!

(End of this chapter)

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