The end of the world begins with escape

Xie Ning walked out of the house and closed the door behind her.

With a soft click of the lock, the girl narrowed her bright eyes and suddenly looked up at the top of the wall.

A man was hanging there with a gun in his hand, pretending to sit astride the wall.

Apparently Xie Ning's sudden move of raising her head and looking up startled him, and the butt of the gun almost slipped off his shoulder.

Damn it, that person was moaning in agony.

Isn't it? This girl looks like a student, fair and fair, and not threatening at all.

But why is his perception so sharp that he is immediately found lying on the wall?

Xie Ning stared coldly at the man hanging on the wall.

The next second, a sharp metal thorn came out of her hand and plunged directly into the man's calf.

"Oh my god." The man cried out like a ghost and howled like a wolf. He fell off the wall in pain and fell flat on his back.

Xie Ning dodged very quickly and rushed to the wall.

At the same time, a lead bullet the size of a small bead grazed the hem of her trousers and passed by.

Xie Ning's eyes grew colder, filled with cold and cruel aura.

The metal instantly wrapped around the white fist and punched the howling man in the stomach.

After three punches, the howling wolf man could no longer howl. He could only moan and cry, "Sister, sister, sister, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong! I was wrong."

Xie Ning turned around and pressed against the other wall through the iron door. Her pink palms got out of the hollow iron door and grabbed the barrel of the gun.

The guy outside was so frightened that he pulled the trigger, only to find that the air gun in his hand was instantly twisted into a twist.

His arm was half-dangled by the twist-like gun barrel on the hollow patterned iron door, making him unable to move at all.

Xie Ning pulled the latch and opened the iron door. When she went up, she used her little fist wrapped in metal to slap the man's face hard.

"Hey, mommy." The man who had called me sister before fell to the corner, holding his stomach, with a look of horror on his face.

Even if the fist didn't land on his face, he could really feel the force.

This old girl is simply awesome. She looks like a soft and cute girl on the outside, but she turns out to be more ruthless and ruthless than a man.

The man looked at his companion Wang Zongxuan who was hanging on the iron gate, with a trace of fear on his face.

Wang Zongxuan was even more miserable than him. His left hand was tightly wrapped around the hollow iron door by the twist-shaped gun barrel, and his whole body was hanging there, miserable.

Xie Ning punched the "iron door pendant" several times, beating him until he could only cry. Then he pulled him off the door, dragged him in and threw him to the ground. His movements were rough but elegant, almost in one go.

The girl closed the iron door with a cold face, bent down to pick up the intact air gun on the ground, held it in her hand and quickly loaded it, aiming at the head of the man who was rubbing his belly.

"No, no, no, sister, sister! Sister!" The man's pupils shrank violently, with a hint of panic and panic in his eyes.

This air gun was obviously modified. It loaded quickly and had a much longer range. If the lead bullet it was equipped with had hit her leg, it would have affected her movement even if it did not break her leg.

Delaying her from going to Su City to rescue Junjun was because she wanted to kill her brother.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Xie Ning's eyes, the air gun pointed at the man's head, and he stepped closer.

The man was so scared that he almost peed. He could almost feel the footsteps of death approaching, it was so real.

"Sister!" Song Kexin shouted from the window.

The man suddenly felt that the hair-raising pressure that enveloped his body was suddenly relieved a lot.

"I, I, I surrender, I surrender!"