Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

"Gotcha!"

His tone was eerie and deliberately drawn out.

In the scene, only the man's eyes are wide open, as if his movements have been slowed down, and the girl calmly takes the gun from his hand.

Yes, take it!

It wasn't robbery.

At that moment, he felt his mind go blank, his body stiffen and he couldn't move, watching helplessly as the girl took the gun.

But no action was taken!

The others watched in shock.

The leader realized what was happening and immediately opened fire on Jing Li.

Regardless of whether the girl was with one of his own or not, he was already furious with her for leading him around.

However, at this very moment...

Another gunshot rang out, faster than his.

He clutched his abdomen in pain and screamed, his back hunched, and he took a few steps back in fear, unable to hold the gun properly, shrinking behind his companion.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

The intense pain prevented him from straightening his back.

Unfortunately, no matter how far away he stood, Jing Li's shot still hit him perfectly.

This time, it was on the leg.

Jing Li was excited.

His smile stretched wider and wider, and a faint red light flashed in his eyes—the thrill of bloodlust.

This is so fun! How can something be so fun?

However, it is counterproductive.

Jing Li discovered that there were pitifully few bullets.

After two shots, he could no longer fire.

She fiddled with it, then, bored, threw the gun away.

Those people were shocked by her actions. How could a seemingly frail girl shoot someone without any expression?

Is she really an ordinary person?

Si Yan's pupils trembled. Not only was she a master of mystic arts, but her marksmanship was also so accurate, and she had extremely fast speed. What kind of ability did she have? Could it be dual?

Speed ​​plus power!

What followed became even more chaotic.

After witnessing Jing Li's abilities, those people swarmed forward, no longer showing the initial contempt. The only thing they felt was a sudden surge of fear.

They are people who deal with the dead year-round.

Yet, for no apparent reason, he felt afraid of a young girl.

Unfortunately, the girl was not a lamb to the slaughter.

She parted her thin lips slightly and began to count.

"One"

"two"

"three"

"..."

A series of heavy footsteps sounded from the other side of the street, getting closer and closer, clearly heading in their direction.

Soon, another group of people arrived at the scene.

"Put your hands up!"

Someone scolded.

"boom--"

Several shots were fired into the air.

The group immediately fell silent, and the man who had tried to attack Jing Li was kicked to the ground in the crowd.

It overwhelmed a large group of people.

They got up again, cursing and swearing, as if the louder they made it, the more they could suppress the fear in their hearts.

Nangong Qian froze the moment she saw the person in the lead.

Hiding behind the crowd, I dared not look up.

But the man had already seen her. His gaze lingered on Jingli for a moment before turning to Nangong Qian.

Jing Li remained calm, showing no sign of surprise.

On the contrary, Si Yan looked extremely unpleasant; it really was him!

"Nangong Qian!"

Nangong Qinghe's voice came down like a death knell, making Nangong Qian tremble in fright.

Oh no, why is my brother here?

Nangong Qian could only smile awkwardly, her face blank with speechlessness.

"Brother, brother, haha, what a coincidence that you're here too."

"Shouldn't I be asking you, 'What are you doing here?'"

His gaze was like a knife, slowly tearing at Nangong Qian, which frightened her so much that she lowered her head again.

She dared not speak.

"Excuse me, but she's someone I brought with me."

Jing Li raised her hand and confessed honestly.

Nangong Qinghe glanced at Yan Li sideways, giving her a cold look, and then said to Nangong Qian, "You'll be sorry when we get home."

Jing Li put her hand down, not really caring about Nangong Qinghe's attitude.

After all, it seems that she did indeed abduct someone else's sister.

After hearing this, Nangong Qian felt like the sky had fallen.

I felt like crying but couldn't; at that moment, I felt both relieved and unlucky.

Now that my brother is here, I can finally relax. But going home would mean certain death.

But now...

So the young lady, relying on the support of others, immediately started complaining, "Big brother, they, she, it was she who made these people bully me, make me kneel down, cut off my arm, and even said she would sell me to be a prostitute."

Nangong Qian says whatever she thinks.

A torrent of words just kept popping out.

The thought that her brother had come gave Shanshan hope.

She wished she could get rid of these people right now and have her older brother help her rescue Shanshan.

Duo Yi, who was being pointed at, was so frustrated that she wanted to step forward and slap Nangong Qian.

But Han Sheng stopped him; he sensed that the group was very strong.

"So you've got connections too! I thought you were being arrogant, but it turns out you have influence. Let me tell you, my dad won't let you get away with this."

Duoyi bared her teeth and brandished her claws, took out her phone, and tried to call more people over.

"This is Diyi, not a place for you Chinese to run wild!"

Jing Li had no interest in listening to their shouting and arguing.

She moved quietly, perhaps because the people on the other side were so engrossed in their standoff that they didn't notice her taking a few steps.

She knelt down in front of Li Zekai and kindly asked, "Are you alright?"

The girl's smiling expression brought Li Zekai back to reality.

He tried to grab Jingli, but Jingli dodged him, her tone cold and hard, "Get to the point!"

What a system.

He even tried to grab her with his bloody hands—how filthy!

Richard Li also realized that his behavior was inappropriate. He has always been a respectable person, but he forgot himself when he thought of his daughter.

He stammered, "I'm sorry, I was being abrupt."

The middle-aged man was of good character; he knew how to apologize and was also good at reading people's expressions.

"Miss Liang, can you save my daughter?"

He was deceived.

He originally intended to use the money to rescue his daughter in Biannan, but those people took the money and then denied it; his daughter had already been sold to Dianyi.

He also could not escape the persecution of those people.

They were caught and brought here.

It fell into the hands of this group.

“I said, of course you can.” The girl’s smile widened. “But the price will be double! I told you before.”

"But do you still have any money?"

Li Zekai's expression changed from joy to gloom in an instant.

The money was swindled by that group.

“I have it. You said three million before, but I also hid some money in Biannan when I went there. There’s another five million there, which doubles to six million. When I get home, I will definitely raise another one million to give to you as a reward, as long as you can save my daughter.”

"It's not worth it. Wouldn't I have to save you instead?"

Jing Li appears to be deep in thought.

Li Zekai panicked. If he didn't believe Jing Li was capable at first, after witnessing her skills, he was filled with anticipation.

Now only Jing Li can help him.

“Miss Liang, this is all the money I have. The rest was taken by those beasts. If you can save my daughter, I will do whatever you ask of me in the future.”