The Deadly Hitwoman: A Lady With Special Abilities

No, all are fake, all are fake...

Han Jing kept mumbling in her heart, and stood still. Suddenly, someone quickly ran past her and bumped her. She could even feel the temperature of the clothes rubbing against her, no, no, no. ...

Han Jing muttered desperately, but at this moment, he heard a scream of "Ah", followed by "Help, help—"

Han Jing almost subconsciously looked over, only to see a young girl with a pretty face, who looked like a teenager, was being bullied by several bullies, she was running towards her, but there was a middle-aged man with a beard. The big man took her back in one hand, and several people pressed the little girl to the ground, tearing her clothes in the street...

The little girl’s eyes were full of panic and despair. She looked at the cold mirror and kept telling her with her mouth, "Help me, help me——

There were many people onlookers who were talking about something, but no one came forward to help. Please remember my URL:

Han Jing was standing four or five meters away from them, and she could clearly see the tears sliding from the corner of the little girl's eyes.

So true, she had to take a step subconsciously, but in her heart, she still kept talking about it, she can't pass, absolutely can't pass!

Han Jing is not a sympathetic person. Even seeing such a scene of bullying makes her feel very uncomfortable. She is so uncomfortable that she almost believes that all this is true, but she He clearly remembered what Su Yu had said to her, so Han Jing gritted his teeth and raised his hand to block his eyes.

But at this moment, the little girl actually didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly broke free from the person who was holding her, and ran towards her quickly, before the cold mirror hadn't reacted. He hugged her leg tightly.

Han Jing could feel the temperature of her holding her leg.

So clear and warm, the girl’s teary eyes and a desperate voice: "Help me, please, help me—"

Han Jing stood there, still indifferent.

At this time, those people stepped forward again and dragged her out. Han Jing heard the girl’s heart-piercing voice: "Why, why didn’t you save me? If your child was bullied, would you think too? She was bullied like this and no one saved her? You indifferent woman, why didn't you save me—"

"Ah--" Han Jing heard the girl's harsh scream, and then her clothes were torn, revealing white arms.

At that moment, the cold mirror really shook, she almost thought that all of this was real, because this feeling was really too real, it was so real that she said it was fake how many times it was about to be I can't control my subconscious behavior anymore.

Her legs were lifted halfway, but they stopped.

That’s right, that’s right, she’s softened, she’s also a mother, and she can’t imagine what would happen if one day her child was also bullied, but no one saved her... But, it’s not right, really wrong.

Han Jing shook his head fiercely, his fingers clenched into fists, and his nails pierced into the palm of his hand fiercely to keep himself awake.

Her little blood grew up in the realm of cultivating spirits, and she has different talents. No one can bully her. She is protected by the ghost king Lianwu, and she can't be bullied!