The Enchanting Killer Concubine: Stunning and Sharp

Her son Ying is one of the most powerful and beautiful women in Yancheng, with good personal conditions and good family status. It can be said that besides the emperor, his father Ying is a general with more than ten thousand people. A little bit of jealousy, who sees her and doesn't give seven points of face?How dare you little girl ignore her like this?

At this time, the Bu's family also made her shut the door several times, she was looking for death!

"If you dare to say one more disrespectful word to me, I'll make you find your teeth everywhere!" Young Master Ying threatened viciously, waving the long whip in his hand.

"Hmph, then try it!" This woman's strength should not be weak, a pair of cold eyes stared straight at the divided woman in front of her, and Bu Jinghua's mouth curled into a cruel sneer.

Seeing that Young Master Ying's aura is stronger than Bu Jingfeng's, she originally planned to find Bu Jingfeng to find faults later, and then try the gun, but now she doesn't even need to find faults, and directly tries the gun. [

The cruel smile on Bu Jinghua's face widened.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Seeing that smile, the always confident Young Master Ying could feel the dangerous aura emanating from it.She was actually intimidated by someone who was weaker than herself. Realizing this, Young Master Ying felt ashamed and humiliated.

"Hmph, since you don't want to leave by yourself, then let me help you!" After Bu Jinghua finished speaking, his eyes sank, and at the same time he drew a small silver gun from his waist, held the gun in his right hand, and pointed the muzzle at the young master. Ying's head.

"You, what is that?" Looking at the unknown silver thing, the pampered young master Ying was really a little scared.She felt that the black hole facing her head was definitely a dangerous thing, so she instinctively took a step to the side.

Bu Jinghua smiled coldly, moved his right hand to follow Young Master Ying, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at her head, like a wronged soul.

"You, damn it, quickly put that damn thing down for me!" Young Master Ying roared angrily, trying to calm down the fear in his heart, but he still couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart.

"Hmph, what? Are you scared?" Seeing the other party's fear, Bu Jinghua's sneer deepened.

"You...Damn it!" Gong Ziying is still a person who cares about face. Seeing that Bu Jinghua actually saw through her fear, and even used it to taunt her, how could she hold back her fiery temper? She gritted her teeth and raised her hand, and the fiery red whip was thrown out like that, aiming exactly at the gun in Bu Jinghua's hand.