The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 659

Row.

She was really made of mud.

Nan Jiaojiao shot out, this time it didn't hit the heart a millimeter, but hit the heart directly.

The other party didn't even have time to make a sound, and fell off the horse's back with wide-eyed eyes. The horse that was also frightened suddenly raised its neck and neighed, and fell sideways to the ground. The horse's neck hit the horse beside it, and the two horses entangled. When they reached a place, the man on the horse jumped off.

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes.

From just now, this man has been directing how to outflank her. The formation is very chaotic, but he has never panicked.

He glanced at the gun in Nan Jiaojiao's hand, and said with a smile: "Miss Nan, you must be out of bullets, what are you going to do next?"

Miss Nan?
He called her Miss Nan?

It seems that it is not the enemy that was established when killing the alliance.

Since she came to Rongcheng, if there is any grudge, except for Ji Mingyue who has disappeared, there is only one.

She sneered, threw the pistol at the man's feet, and stretched the whip vigorously.

"It's nothing to do, don't mess with me, a horsewhip doesn't have eyes, who will be to blame if it's whipped to death?"

The man's eyes flickered. There were at least ten people on his side, and Nan Jiaojiao was a woman with a child. Where did she have the confidence?

He sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "Arrogance!"

As soon as the words fell, his people divided into two groups, five people dismounted, and five people rode horses, with either long whips or pistols in their hands.

Nan Jiaojiao took off her coat and covered it with Bo Qingshan.

Said: "Lie down, don't dismount if you hear any movement."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the stirrup, jumped up, and slapped the saddle with a slap. Before he landed, the long whip rolled over his head to sweep away all the bullets fired.

Bo Qingshan on horseback was not hurt at all.

Immediately, she was so fast that she was invisible to the naked eye, and within a short dozen seconds, she swept away all the pistols in everyone's hands.

After the long whip passed, a bloody red mark appeared on their wrists.

Nan Jiaojiao was standing under the horse, holding a long whip, half a hairpin, and a strand of hair hanging from her left shoulder.

It was clearly a delicate and beautiful face, but the temperament was too cold, expressionless, but as sharp as a knife, half a drop of blood was not stained on his body, only the tip of the whip dripped into the snow.

It blurred instantly.

Before the leading man had time to put away his sneering expression, the people on his side even knocked down their weapons, and the eyes that looked at her were suddenly horrified.

"You, who are you?"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head, "Your ancestor."

"Hold!"

The man spat, "Fight her in melee and consume her to death!"

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, but she smiled.

No one in the Killing League dared to fight her in close combat, these turtle grandchildren were quite courageous.

But Bo Qingshan is here, she still can't let go of her hands and feet, not only she has a whip, but also in the hands of the enemy, if there is a whip that has no eyes, it is drawn on the horse's back, driving the horse crazy, and carrying Bao Qingshan Fly out, what should I do if there is an accident.

She thought so, and when she was fighting, she deliberately drew it out.

She had always had the upper hand, and no one could take advantage of her. When she was about to solve it all at once, there was a sudden gunshot.

"Miss Nan, look here."

The leading man grabbed Bo Qingshan off the horse at some point, and he put a pistol against Bo Qingshan's head.

"Miss Nan, we didn't intend to hurt you, but we just wanted you to come with us, but the employer said, it's best to bring you disabled before us, because we are not strong enough, but—"

(End of this chapter)