Chapter 1843: 1843
Chapter 1843: Final Hit
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
This useless thing! Rubbish!
This professional stunt double that she had hired at a high salary had actually lost to a woman on the spot .
After that receiving Zheng Anru's fierce gaze, the staff's body subconsciously shook . In the next second, there was a malevolence in the man's eyes as he suddenly picked up the pike by his feet and attacked Ning Xi who was off-guard without warning .
Swoosh!
At this second, the pike in Ning Xi's hand had flown out at lighting speed and brushed past his neck . With a loud bang, it pierced the wall behind him .
In the screen that enlarged the action on-stage, the pike had chopped off some hair by the man's ears . The pike had pierced into the wall and was stuck there upright, while the martial arts actor's body had stiffened . His extremely frightened expression was magnified just like that on the huge screen, creating an immense visual impact . . .
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" The venue fell silent for three seconds, then came the shrieks and whistling that went through the roof .
"You let me win . " Ning Xi casually handed the pike in her hand over to the staff on the side and slowly took her seat once again .
There was no striking red outfit or heroic look using makeup . Even if she was currently in a demure qipao and had a bun on her head, no one doubted that at that moment, the soul in her body was Meng Changge's!
Even if there would be one day when that person returned to civilian life, even if one day that person's body decayed, she would still be Meng Changge!
"Changge! Changge! Changge!" The old fans present started to shout out . They were so emotional that they could not speak .
"Ning Xi, is your body doing okay?" Ning Xi had just returned when Xu Tao asked worriedly like an amah [1] .
"I'm fine . " Ning Xi shook her head . There was already a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and her wrist was also swollen with pain, but it was a good thing that it had not taken too long earlier, so there was not much of an issue .
At this moment, as she watched the reaction of the crowd, Zheng Anru clutched her fingers tightly . She was ashen-faced .
It was over . . .
There was no way to redeem this . . .
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