Rebirth of Invincibility

When he reached the room on the second floor, Leng Hang stopped and winked at the five or six strong men next to him. They immediately let go of Han Ruoqi and Xiao Luoqi somewhat roughly.

Looking at the red marks on Xiao Luohun's fair wrist that were made by those people, Han Ruoqi muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Didn't anyone tell you to treat women gently?"

All the strong men: "..."

However, Leng Hang glanced at Han Ruoqi with interest.

As if aware of his gaze, Han Ruoqi smiled a bit doggedly: "How can you forgive me?"

Leng Hang raised the corners of his cold mouth, and his delicate profile looked arrogant but lonely under the cold light: "Forgive you? Forgiving you is God's business. My mission is to send you to see God!"

Han Ruoqi frowned slightly, but her entire face instantly became expressionless: "Isn't there any remedy?"

Leng Hang turned around and glanced at Han Ruoqi's face: "People like you are of no use to me."

Then he waved his hand gently, and a subordinate next to him walked up to Han Ruoqi, took out a gun and put it against his waist.

Han Ruoqi's eyes dimmed slightly: "Wait a minute, I want to say a few more words to my sister!"

The corners of Leng Hang's mouth were still raised slightly, with a condescending look: "Okay."

Xiao Luohun lowered her head and walked to Han Ruoqi's side, the expression on her face was full of gloom.

"Sister, you hide behind that pillar for a while. No matter what happens, don't come out." Han Ruoqi pointed to the wall pillar supporting the roof of the shed at the door and said in Chinese

Because it was in Chinese, Leng Hang, who grew up in Italy, naturally couldn't understand it. He frowned slightly: "What did you say?"

Han Ruoqi gave a helpless smile: "Chinese, if I don't speak my mother tongue at the end of my life, I will feel guilty."

Leng Hang: "..."

"Then are you finished? I have a meeting to hold in a while, hurry up." After a while, he urged impatiently.

Han Ruoqi sniffed and cursed in her mind: Damn it, can't I live longer than you can even hold a meeting?

"Actually, we have a martial art in China! It's called Tai Chi." He suddenly said to Leng Hang like a salesperson.

"So?" Leng Hang snorted from his nose lukewarmly.

Han Ruoqi suddenly laughed, and that smile was full of confidence. At that moment, everyone even saw the light on his face: "So, I want to say, if I use that kind of Kung Fu, you guys can come together

You may not be able to win me!"

Leng Hang gave a playful smile: "Oh? Really, then you can try it."

"No, not now." Han Ruoqi waved her hand: "You all have guns in your hands. What if you can't compete with me and you are afraid of losing face and you jump over the wall and open a few holes in my body?"

Leng Hang crossed his arms, the smile still frozen on his face: "Okay then" he raised his chin to the men around him: "Put your guns on the table by the door."

However, after the men in black placed their guns, Han Ruoqi raised her eyebrows at Leng Hang and said nothing.

Leng Hang narrowed his eyes: "What? Why don't you start yet?"

"You are with them, should you put your gun up there too?" Han Ruoqi smiled harmlessly, but it was at this time that Leng Hang realized that the young man in front of him was not as he imagined.

Simple

However, whether it was due to overestimation of himself or contempt for Han Ruoqi, Leng Hang, who had already realized something, took out the gun obediently, and sincerely lifted the hem of his windbreaker and turned it in front of Han Ruoqi.

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