Full Marks Hidden Marriage: Pick Up a Son, Get a Free Husband - Chapter 1143

Chapter 1143

The others noticed that something was not right and were alarmed . All of them rushed up to the front to take her on . . .

However, this woman's motions were practically diabolical . They could not get close to her no matter what they did . Instead, they had been beaten up one after another .

They had met with numerous police who were difficult to deal with and had escaped police chases numerous times, yet they had never met such a strong opponent .

This woman, who was she?

Ning Xi's cold poker face remained as she stepped on all those men rolling on the floor howling in grief . She made her way towards Zhuang Keer .

"Xiao . . . Xiao Xi . . . " Zhuang Keer covered herself with both arms and shivered .

Ning Xi's expression remained calm as she took off her windbreaker and wrapped Zhuang Keer up tightly .

"Xiao Xi! Careful!" Zhuang Keer saw that behind her, the tattooed man had suddenly gotten up and held a stick in his head, ready to hit Ning Xi on her head .

Ning Xi carefully put Zhuang Keer down against the wall before abruptly turning around . Instead of backing up, she moved in and before the stick could fall on her, she kicked his wrist . The stick fell to the ground with a loud thud . Following that, the man was struck to the ground .

Even after he had fallen onto the ground, he did not know how this woman's moves could be so swift . In fact, every move of hers had accurately hit him on his fatal points .

Ning Xi looked down on the tattooed man she had beaten to the ground . He was the man who had bullied Zhuang Keer earlier . Then, she bent over and squatted before him, pulling him by the collar before she hit his face hard with a fist, then another fist, and another . . .

The girl's face was devoid of expression as if she was isolated from the outside world, entirely tranced in her own world . She robotically hit the man's face, one punch after another . The empty store echoed with the horrifying sounds of the punch . . .

One could almost not recognize the man's face and Ning Xi's hands were stained red with blood as well . . .

It was not sure whether the color of that blood was his or her own from hitting him too hard . . .

Yet, she did not stop at all . Her punches grew vicious and her eyes had an inhumane look in them as if she was a devil that had just crawled out of hell . . .

All those present were stunned with shock . All her victims from earlier felt their legs give way as they fell to the ground, their faces full of fear .

Even Zhuang Rongguang and Zhuang Keer were frightened too .

At that moment, suddenly a voice yelled from behind Ning Xi, "Whore! Stop! Raise your hands up!"

The man with the gold chain from earlier suddenly held up a gun and was pointing it at Ning Xi's head .

Zhuang Rongguang and Zhuang Keer's faces dropped . "Xiao Xi . . . "

Ning Xi's attention was now caught . She pushed the tattooed man away and used the back of her hand to wipe off the splattered blood near the corner of her mouth . Her gaze fell on the gun . . .

"Raise both your hands! Come here! Take off all of your clothes for me!" The man snarled and hooted .

"Xiao Xi . . . " Zhuang Keer was so worried that her eyes turned red . "Aren't I your target? Let her go!"

"It was, now it isn't anymore! This whore has hurt so many of our buddies . Does she think we'll let her go easily? No way!"

The men that had been beaten up all slowly struggled up and viciously surrounded Ning Xi . The atmosphere could not have been tenser .

"Rongguang, cover Keer's eyes," said Ning Xi calmly .

Before his brain could process anything, Zhuang Rongguang's body had already quickly followed Ning Xi's orders as he stumbled over and covered Zhuang Keer's eyes .

In the instant Zhuang Rongguang covered Zhuang Keer's eyes, the sound of guns firing filled the empty night sky .

The man with the gold chain had his eyes staring wide open as he fell to the ground with a bloody bullet hole in the middle of his forehead .

In Ning Xi's hand was a gun, pointing straight at the direction where the man had stood .