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Yu Qingming looked inside, and saw that Feng Mohan had already looked over.

She dodged quickly, and she was secretly surprised in her heart. She really didn't expect that Feng Mohan's agility was so powerful.

It seems that the three years he spent abroad was really more than just studying.

Yu Qingming waited for an opportunity.

She looked inside again, Feng Mohan had already gone out, and there was only the president in the room.

Yu Qingming had already jumped onto the president's desk with a single leap. At this time, the president had already raised a black pistol in his hand.

It's just that when he saw a woman in front of him, his expression became very surprised.

Yu Qingming hit his elbow with one hand, and with a few clicks, his bones were already broken.

When Yu Qingming jumped in, he knew that he must be waiting for him to come in, and then he controlled the situation here, and then made a sound quickly to attract people in.

His arm was broken, and Yu Qingming immediately took a cotton ball he was carrying and stuffed it into his mouth, and picked up the pistol that fell in his hand with his backhand.

I have anticipated many things, but I have never thought of the situation that I am encountering now.

I haven't heard of who this very skilled woman is, beside Zhang Dingtian, there is a figure of this number.

Yu Qingming controlled his body and pinched his neck with one hand.

The president wanted to make a sound to let others know, but at this moment, he couldn't use any strength.

The woman in front of me, with bright eyes, could see that her figure was very good and her body still had an elegant fragrance, but she didn't expect her to be like a **** of death.

With a reaping sickle, he killed people mercilessly.

The president died, and when he died, he was very desperate.

Obviously a lot of things had been deployed, but in the end it died, even in the hands of an unknown man.

The president's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Yu Qingming glanced at him lightly, turned around, and leaped to the window sill again. When she was about to go out, the door was opened.

A figure flashed in, it was Feng Mohan.

He raised his pistol and fired a shot at Yu Qingming's back.

Yu Qingming's body staggered, and finally staggered, almost falling down.

She grabbed it with the backhand, and looking back, the dagger in her hand was thrown towards Feng Mohan.

Feng Mohan quickly dodged, and the pistol was pointed at Yu Qingming again. When he was about to shoot, he suddenly noticed her eyes, which were so familiar.

His hand stopped in midair.

It's just that I was watching Yu Qingming's figure.

Yu Qingming was already in pain and couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly jumped off.

At this time, Feng Mohan's order was heard again.

She hurriedly walked towards Zhang Dingtian, Zhang Dingtian heard the gunshots, and looked at her face at this time, but saw her very relaxed.

"How are you doing!?"

Zhang Dingtian quickly caught her and asked aloud.

"I'm fine, let's go quickly, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the city later."

Yu Qingming pulled Zhang Dingtian and ran outside, Zhang Dingtian also hurriedly ran forward with her.