Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

When he was about to make the second palm, Ximen Longting suddenly caught him.

"BRANT (the French name of Ximen Longting), don't worry, you also have a share." Ximen Fenglie narrowed his eyes.

Ximen Longting grabbed Vic's hand and twisted it, before kicking him with his long legs.

Vic was caught and couldn't dodge, and was kicked hard in the abdomen...

Ximen Longting let go in time, and Vic was kicked far away, hitting the display rack behind him, and some porcelain antiques fell off.

The bodyguards standing around the hall immediately aimed their guns at Ximen Longting.

As if he was sure that the bodyguards would not shoot, he stood up coldly and took off his coat: "I can kill you with my bare hands, even if I don't have a weapon."

Vik stood firm, still with an expressionless face: "It's been a while, the young master has improved. Thinking about your kung fu, I taught you enlightenment when you were young."

Ximen Longting sneered cruelly: "You deserve it?!"

Ximen Fenglie smiled calmly.

An old servant presented a pistol with a unique shape to the master with his back on his back.

Ximen Longting was holding it in his hand, and the gun was pointed at Ximen Longting through the screen.

"Crack! Bang!"

A virtual gun hole appeared on the screen, Ximen Longting frowned, and subconsciously covered the right part of his arm.

At that moment, he felt the sharp pain as if he had been shot.

"BRANT, sit down." Master Ximen's voice was calm but majestic enough.

Ximen Longting clenched his fist——

"boom!"

Two more gunshots followed, and Ximen Longting folded his feet one after another, and sat back on the sofa.

Jing Jiaren supported him in surprise: "Ximen Longting, what's wrong with you?!"

"This space is equipped with an infrared system that is invisible to the naked eye... and it is made into a game program." Vik explained sternly, "That is to say, every time the master shoots a gun, there will be real wear on the person's body." pain……"

"..."

"This kind of pain usually lasts for about an hour and then disappears slowly."

Ximen Longting put his hand on his foot that had been shot twice, and stared angrily at the big screen.

Master Ximen played with the pistol and seemed quite satisfied: "Vic."

Vik understood what the master meant, and walked up to Jing Jiaren: "No one can disobey the master."

"..."

Snapped!Another resolute slap hit Jing Jiaren's face.

Jing Jiaren's body hit the back of the sofa behind her heavily...

Her eardrums were buzzing, and then she saw Simon Dragon jump up, like a wild animal, and rushed towards Vic.

At the same time, successive gunshots rang out.

Ximen Longting's shoulders, arms, abdomen, buttocks, calves... were shot consecutively.

Every shot made his figure shake slightly, but he held up his strength and swung his fist at Vic.

"I didn't expect my son to be a lover!"

Master Ximen squinted his eyes and laughed arrogantly.

I don't know if it's Jing Jiaren's illusion, but his smile is to some extent - extremely similar to Ximen Longting.

"Ximen Longting, stop hitting, stop, stop!"

Stupid, if you keep beating him, Vic will only be wounded in the flesh, but what about him...

In desperation, Jing Jia suddenly stretched out her hand to block Ximen Longting.

The pain of that shot was blocked by her back.

Kao, it really hurts, like being shot in the back!

Probably the infrared rays simulate the shooting power of bullets... The gun in Master Ximen's hand is actually a controller.