You Are My Wings

But now I don't dare to move at all.

She believed that as soon as she appeared, the killer would immediately shoot her in the head.

For today's plan, we can only rely on Qingqing.

But the attacker had a gun in his hand...

Although Qingqing's strength is strong, Xu Rou's heart is full of anxiety and unease when she thinks of Qingqing fighting an attacker with a gun with her bare hands.

Xu Rou was still thinking hard, but suddenly there was a questioning voice in her ear.

"who are you?"

She was slightly taken aback, and recognized the owner of the voice.

He quickly warned loudly, "Qingqing! Run! He has a gun!"

However it was too late.

While Xu Rou warned loudly, the harsh gunshots had already sounded.

boom--

At the moment when the gun rang, the expression on Xu Rou's face was desperate.

Being shot at such a close distance... She could almost see Qingqing falling in a pool of blood.

As such a picture flashed through his mind, Xu Rou's heart twitched in pain.

At that moment, she realized that before she knew it, she had let go of all her defenses against this innocent and kind girl.

But in the next second, Qingqing's voice pulled Xu Rou's mood back from the bottom.

"You're the guy from the day!"

In Qingqing's angry shouting, Xu Rou raised her head sharply, ignoring the danger and probing out from behind the bed, eager to check Qingqing's condition.

However, he found that in the already messed up room, a girl named Qingqing was waving a steel rod that she got from nowhere and rushing towards the shadow by the window.

It seems that when the window glass was shattered, Qingqing realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly went to find a weapon.

As for the steel rod in her hand, Xu Rou took a closer look and recognized that it was a handrail painted with gold paint in the hotel suite.

It seemed that Qingqing had directly pulled the handrail off the wall, and there were still cement fragments hanging on it.

But even the things in the cement wall can be removed?

There was a little shock on Xu Rou's face.

At this time, Qingqing had already rushed to the front of the shadow.

It seemed that he understood that the gun in his hand was no longer a threat to the girl in front of him, so the black shadow decisively threw the gun away, the two fingers under the black robe shook slightly, the dagger that was as crystal clear and thin as the wings of a cicada was silent. appeared in the hands of the attackers.

With the slight trembling of his fingers, the crystal-like dagger made a slight stroke in mid-air, drawing a fatal arc across the road of Qingqing's charge.

Qingqing, however, had no idea of ​​retreating at all. With a loud shout, the golden stainless steel stick in his hand smashed out.

The crystalline dagger touched the stick.

However, the dagger, which looked as thin as a cicada's wings and could be broken with a little force, was not damaged. The moment it came into contact with the steel rod, the golden stainless steel rod was directly cut off.

Like a knife cutting tofu, without even setting off a spark, the golden steel rod was directly cut into two pieces.

And the sharp dagger cut straight to Qingqing's forehead.

In an instant, the chill came to the body.

Qingqing let out a loud shout, forcibly stopped the forward rushing trend, and stepped on the ground viciously with her right foot.

At the same time, his head was thrown back, almost falling to the ground, and his waist was bent into an astonishing arc.

The dagger in the attacker's hand was still about to pursue, but Qingqing had already shouted loudly and kicked both feet out from below at the same time.

With her hands on the ground, she kicked both feet out at the same time, directly kicking the attacking chin.

Even though the attacker had evaded in time, the huge force brought a gust of wind, which lifted the attacker's black robe and hood.

A head of jet-black hair appeared in Xu Rou Qingqing's field of vision.

Even with her face covered, her ponytail and delicate eyebrows could still be seen as a girl.

Qingqing's expression was a little stunned, "Are you a girl?"

The attacker's eyes were cold, and he once again waved the dagger in his hand and slashed at Qingqing.

Not a word.

The ruthless and taciturn behavior seems to have no emotion, just a simple killing machine.

Qingqing asked loudly, "Who are you? What are you attacking us for?"

While dodging the opponent's attack, Qingqing asked, "We didn't offend you, did we?"

This sentence finally stopped the attacker's movements.

But the next second, the other party rushed over again.

The dagger in his hand drew a fatal curve.